And so, with a silent exhalation of stardust, the universe began to dream.
It dreamed of worlds born in the heart of a dying star, of civilizations that rose and fell in the blink of a cosmic eye.
It dreamed of heroes and villains, of love and loss, of stories that were as vast and as varied as the stars themselves.
And the six voices, now one, watched in awe, their own story just beginning.