A mysterious silhouette stands at the precipice of an inky void, shrouded in misty tendrils that writhe like ethereal serpents. The darkness stretches out to infinity, punctuated only by faint, otherworldly stars scattered across the celestial canvas. The figure clutches a chalice overflowing with dark, viscous fluid, while a serpent wraps sinuously around their arm, its malevolent gaze piercing the gloom. In the distance, the ruins of an ancient, crumbling temple loom, partially obscured by the fog that shrouds the scene in mystery.
