神聖な黒曜石の巨人による終末の光景

A prophetic apocalyptic scene set in a ruined world teetering on the edge of oblivion. The skies are torn open with veins of crimson lightning crackling through swirling vortexes of ash and fire. Towering monoliths float in the air, shattered remains of ancient civilizations suspended like forgotten gods, casting eerie shadows over the dead earth below. In the foreground, a lone oracle-figure stands atop a crumbling stone altar, draped in wind-torn ceremonial robes that glow faintly with runes of forgotten language. Their arms are raised toward the sky, eyes glowing white as if possessed by divine vision. Behind them, an enormous, burning sigil forms in the sky — a celestial ring of rotating glyphs and symbols etched in fire, marking the moment when the final prophecy begins. The landscape is scorched and broken: dried rivers turned to deep fissures, forests reduced to twisted skeletons of trees, and distant cities swallowed by encroaching black sandstorms. Strange otherworldly creatures — malformed and half-shadow — slither through the ruins, drawn to the awakening doom. In the background, a titanic being emerges from a rift in the sky — a figure of divine wrath made of obsidian and star-fire, its silhouette barely comprehensible, like a god forged from collapsing constellations. The air is thick with dust, sparks, and the sound of distant horns echoing the end of days.