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Against a deep, shadowed background, seven figures stand together in quiet unity, their faces half-lit by the glow of powerful crystals held in their hands. The central figure cradles a radiant golden crystal, its light warm and commanding, while the others hold brilliant shards in blue, red, and violet tones - each one pulsing with a different energy.
Their expressions are calm yet intense, as if they carry knowledge far older than themselves. No one smiles. No one looks away. There is a sense of destiny in their stillness - unspoken, unavoidable.
Darkness surrounds them, not as something evil, but as a vast, ancient presence - making the light they hold appear even stronger.
The image feels suspended in time: part prophecy, part warning, part beginning.
Above or below them, in delicate contrast to the heavy atmosphere, the title waits to be written.
Not as a name.
But as a legacy.