In the neon-lit ruins of a forgotten metropolis, a detective with cybernetic eyes and a trench coat lined with shifting, holographic patterns kneels beside a body that isnât entirely human. The corpse flickers in and out of existence, glitching like a broken simulation, its veins pulsing with lines of unreadable code. Rain falls in heavy sheets, pooling in the cracks of the shattered pavement, reflecting the cityâs sickly green glow. Above, digital billboards sputter with half-formed advertisements, their distorted faces whispering promises of salvation. The investigator adjusts his glovesâsynth-leather embedded with microscopic sensorsâbefore reaching out to touch the body, his fingers passing through its unstable flesh. From the shadows, unseen figures watch, their silhouettes barely distinguishable from the ruins around them. The air hums with static, and somewhere in the distance, a broken radio plays a song that ended decades ago. The detective exhales a cloud of neon-blue mist, his breath reacting to the corrupted air. Heâs seen a lot of murders, but this one might not belong to this reality. , detailed background Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp, , <lora:aesthetical-000003:0.15><lora:aidmaNSFWunlock-FLUX-PonyStyle-v0.1:0.15><lora:Flux-jijia:0.1><lora:GLSHS:0.6>
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