Athena’s Secrets...
The chamber was unlike any other in Hell. It was a sanctuary of opulence, a stark contrast to the blood and torment that defined the rest of the infernal domain.
The walls shimmered with gold and silver inlays, intricate patterns of ancient symbols that glowed faintly, as if alive.
Chandeliers made of diamond-like crystals hung from the high ceiling, casting a warm, golden light across the room. The floor was marble, polished to perfection, and rugs of deep crimson and black adorned the spaces, their textures rich and soft. Decorative columns lined the walls, each encrusted with jewels that sparkled like stars in the dim glow.
Despite its grandeur, the room exuded an eerie stillness, as though it were untouched by time.
Every detail seemed painstakingly crafted to reflect a long-lost age of beauty, a silent reminder of Hell's once-glorious queen.