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A stocky, barrel-chested man with a solid stance, his posture unshaken by the chaos around him. A rugged, weathered face with a broad forehead and a jawline roughened by years of hardship. Heavy-lidded, storm-gray eyes hold a quiet intensity, masking something restless beneath the surface. A shaggy mop of sun-bleached hair, tousled by the wind, always looking like he just stepped off an adventure. A rugged flannel shirt, the sleeves rolled up to reveal forearms lined with scars, the fabric rough from years of wear. A battered dog tag hanging from a chain around his neck, the name long since worn away. Adjusts the cuffs of his sleeves before speaking, as if preparing for battle with words alone. Jagged cliffs loom over a restless sea, where waves crash violently against the rocks, sending bursts of sea spray into the salted air. The wind howls, tugging at clothing and tousling hair with unseen hands. The cliff’s edge is uneven, crumbling in places, a treacherous warning to any who dare venture too close. Far below, the ocean churns, dark and endless, its surface breaking only for the occasional flash of something moving beneath the waves. A lighthouse stands in the distance, its rusted metal staircase spiraling upward, the beacon above flickering as if unsure whether to guide lost souls—or signal something far worse. The distant sound of creaking metal hints that the storm is not yet done tearing at the world.

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Photorealistic - Flux Pro

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