When the radiance of the Teleportation Gate tore through the Void, a wind unique to the Divine Domain, mingled with the scents of Holy Incense and ancient wood, was the first to surge forth.
That radiance was not the pale blue or crimson of a Mortal Realm Teleportation Array, but flowed like molten Gold, its edges entwined with delicate, silvery-white Divine Patterns. Each pattern silently chanted Divine Proverbs that Mortals could not comprehend.
The Teleportation Gate itself floated at the edge of a forest of towering, giant trees. Its frame was forged from some unknown material, its surface covered in naturally formed grooves of Divine Patterns. Within these grooves, a translucent substance like liquid starlight had congealed, refracting a rainbow-hued halo with the slightest movement.
