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... blivion, seven figures gathered in a circle. It was a void of eternal darkness, an in-between space where time held no sway and existence was a mere whisper against the black canvas of nothingness.
Their forms were obscured, indistinct against the abyss, but their eyes—each set aglow with unique, intricate patterns—pierced the darkness like haunting, otherworldly lanterns.
A sudden, mocking laugh broke the silence, echoing through the endless void. One of the figures, whose eyes ...
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