Prologue

"You had enough trouble with just one of me," a deep, resonant voice echoed, seeming to emerge from the very essence of darkness itself. It came from a lone, inky shadow, barely distinguishable in the endless void. The shadow hovered before a massive, eerie castle, its silhouette stark against the blackness. The figure stood alone, speaking to the emptiness, its form slowly disintegrating with each word, unraveling into the darkness like smoke.

A profound silence followed, as if the universe itself was holding its breath. The stillness was suffocating, and time seemed to stretch and warp. Gradually, the fabric of space began to tear apart. Cracks appeared in the darkness, revealing the thin, fragile line between reality and nothingness. The void expanded, hungry and relentless, threatening to swallow everything in its path.

"Imagine seven."

With that, the shadow's form began to dissolve faster, its edges fraying into tiny void particles, accelerating the decay of reality around it. But as the darkness spread, something extraordinary occurred. Seven orbs materialized in the void, each glowing a different color of the rainbow. They floated where the shadow had disintegrated, vibrant and vivid against the bleak backdrop, the only hint of color in the vast emptiness.

These orbs hovered in place, enigmatic and otherworldly. They seemed to pulse with an inner light, casting faint, ethereal glows that barely penetrated the surrounding darkness. They appeared to hold some unknown significance, a profound mystery hidden within their radiant cores.

Almost imperceptibly, the orbs began to vibrate, their surfaces quivering as if infused with a mysterious energy.

They started to spin, their rotations accelerating rapidly. The faster they spun, the more intense their glow became, until the colors blurred together into a brilliant whirl of light. The surrounding space seemed to bend and twist around them, warped by their incredible speed, as if reality itself was being drawn into their dance.

Suddenly, the orbs shot off in different directions, like arrows loosed from a bow. They moved at unimaginable speeds, faster than light, streaking across the universe in random trajectories. Each orb left behind a shimmering trail of color, a fleeting glimpse of beauty in the endless darkness.

As the orbs disappeared into the vastness of space, the disintegrating particles of the shadow spread out like a dark mist, filling the universe with a strange, dream-like energy. This energy seeped into every corner of the cosmos, subtly altering the very essence of existence.

Within the castle, a woman stood, her form cloaked in shadow. Her body was riddled with gaping holes, through which wisps of black flames flickered and danced. She watched in silence as the orbs and the mysterious energy spread throughout the universe, her expression inscrutable. The darkness around her seemed to pulse with a life of its own, as if responding to the unfolding events.