cyberpunk, DreamArt, anime_martz, anime_source, A lone figure kneels before a shattered throne in a grand, abandoned palace, their elaborate attire a mix of flowing silks and jagged shards of crystalline armor. The faint glow of ancient chandeliers reflects off the gold inlaid in their cracked gauntlets, while a long, ribbon- like sash drapes from their waist, inscribed with the names of lost ancestors. Their face, half- covered by a fragmented mask, reveals an eye glowing with an otherworldly sorrow, its fractured iris shifting like molten amber. The air around them is thick with floating dust, illuminated by the golden beams of a sun long set beyond the kingdom’s ruined walls
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