Over- the- Shoulder View, Ultra- Detailed High- Fantasy Style, Here's your prompt: In the heart of a blighted wasteland, an abyssal leviathan rises from the dry earth, its massive obsidian greatsword slicing through the air as a necromancer in tattered, rotting robes sits upon a throne crafted from bone and shadow. The winds carry the putrid scent of decay, and the skies are filled with voidlight that seems to draw the very life force from the land. A dried sepia landscape stretches out before them, devoid of any signs of life or hope. Let me know if you'd like me to make any changes, newfantasycore, oil painted
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