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do2025om style, first-person view inside a crumbling cathedral under harsh daylight, facing a colossal abomination emerging from the shattered altar. The player grips an ancient automatic riffle as an only weapon, its iron head etched with ancient runes and caked in dried blood, the shaft reinforced with twisted brass and wrapped in cracked leather. Sunlight beams through broken stained glass windows, casting fragmented rays of color across dust-filled air, while the floor trembles beneath the weight of the incoming beast. The monster stands over four meters tall — a hulking, skinless creature of muscle and sinew, its torso covered in golden relics fused into its flesh, its skull crowned with a twisted mockery of a bishop’s headdress. It drags a chain of scorched bones behind it, each step echoing like a bell of doom. The pews are overturned, the marble floor fractured, and vines of black ichor pulse from the walls where once stood holy statues. A flock of blackened, eyeless crows erupts from a broken arch above. The warhammer is raised and steady, poised for a strike — no motion yet, just the unbearable tension of the moment before violence. Rich daylight pierces the decay, contrasting with deep shadows, cinematic and symbolic atmosphere, high realism, dramatic tension.