Standing before the 9 portals, I, as a curious and bewildered human, would likely utter something like:

"By the heavens! What in the world—or worlds—have I stumbled upon? Each portal reveals a realm so wildly different, so fantastically diverse. A wasteland lost to time, a robotic empire of cold precision, a world forever frozen by nuclear winter, and more. It's as if every portal opens onto a canvas of dreams and nightmares entwined.

And what's that ethereal Void, the central abyss from which