In a swirling vortex of digital watercolor hues, a mystic female warrior stands resolute, encased in sleek futuristic armor adorned with intricate runic designs that seem to pulse with an otherworldly energy. Her helmet's crest unfurls like a tentacle, featuring a single glowing eyeball within a retro TV shell, as if channel surfing the cosmos. With crystal sphere clutched tight, timelines of possible futures unfold before her, spectral forms whispering warnings of impending doom. Glyphs of shimmering light hover nearby, each one a cryptic command from beyond, guiding her through the labyrinthine corridors of fate with calculated precision.
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