The hidden realm known only to a cosmologically select few whom even then only revelate it to myth and folklore. Even among the ranks of the godlike Eternals of Earth and on Titan whom only ever liken the elusive quarry to a space travelers tale. The literal edge of all known space and time is a grave marker for any an infinite number of lost, abandoned or expired deities whom either parish of various causes or are inevitably cast aside by the countless cultures and societies who worshiped them. Either due to their bases of idol adulation being destroyed by the ravages of time or more likely when their supporters eventually evolve beyond their superstitious need to pray and faun over their creators and icons of they're storied myths and legends. Whatever the reason for their fall, as the divine wane in power and notoriety The Witches of Infinity come to claim them. Depositing their immortal remains within their vacuous realm, in which they become part of the seams merging with the stone and masonry of the quarry itself. The cosmic pit nourishing and recycling the vast totallic power they once held within and between it's walls, power which the seeking or the desperate can take for themselves; provided they survive a trial for their very soul.