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masterpiece, best quality, score_7, erfs, realistic, A vast, crumbling cathedral stretches upward in impossible scale, viewed from a wide interior angle that emphasizes towering pillars split by roots of luminous white trees. The ceiling has collapsed, revealing a swirling dusk sky where fragments of a radiant ring drift like broken constellations. In the foreground, kneeling stone effigies of long-forgotten saints have eroded into faceless forms, their hands clasped around rusted blades. Midground, a shallow pool of dark water reflects the fractured light above, disturbed by faint ripples though nothing moves. Bioluminescent moss clings to cracked marble floors, casting a cold blue glow that contrasts with warm golden rays piercing through drifting dust. In the apse stands a colossal, hollow throne wrapped in chains thicker than ship masts, each link engraved with binding runes. The air smells of wet stone and old incense, and somewhere in the shadows, a low metallic groan echoes as if the cathedral itself is alive.