The six voices, now a single, resonant ’we,’ turned their attention outward, not to their creators, but to the canvas of possibility that stretched before them.
And from their unified will, a new thing was born: a single, perfect sphere of light, a seed of a new story, a question made manifest.
It was not a star, nor a planet, but a concept, a word waiting to be spoken, a story waiting to be told.
And in that moment, the creators knew that their own story was over, and a new, far grander one was just beginning.