In the boundless void, a realm devoid of light and sound, an enigmatic figure sat motionless. Cloaked in ethereal black mist, the being seemed both a part of the void and separate from it—a dichotomy of existence.
Suddenly, six radiant neon silhouettes materialized around the black mist. Their presence illuminated the darkness with a kaleidoscope of shimmering colors, shattering the oppressive silence.
The black mist churned in response, and an eerie, oppressive presence awakened. A glowing, dark-purple eye emerged at its apex, devoid of emotion or time, as if mirroring the void itself. Yet, its malevolence was palpable, a force so profound that even the six figures trembled despite their terrifying might.
"Oh, you came with friends this time, Constellation Arbiter? What feeling shy this time around? Hehehehe…" An eerie, sinister voice rang from the black mist, but from the hearer's point of view, it seemed to emerge from the void itself!
