A washed- out, overexposed vision—HK- mecha space cowboy, a lone gunslinger with Slider legs, His hole lower body is a eerie Large Slider Body, He is bathed in bleached neon light, edges dissolving into flickering white burns. His single cyclopean eye glares like a dying sun, lens flaring chaotically, light- trails as if reality itself were melting under the weight of his presence. The landscape behind him is a warped fever dream—black holes barely visible through layers of optical distortion, their gravitational pull twisting the film reel itself, fracturing the scene with ghostly light leaks and chaotic chromatic aberration. whether he's real or an afterimage burned into the void. He is carrying a giant oversized sword in retro pastel colors, capturing the silhouette of an 2000s city ninja standing against a hazy neon skyline. The ninja’s stance is effortlessly cool, one foot slightly forward, as they balance an absurdly oversized sword on their shoulder—so comically large it extends far beyond the frame. The massive blade gleams faintly in the city lights, its edges catching hints of pink, blue, and lavender. The ninja's lean, athletic silhouette is accentuated by a high- collared jacket with rolled- up sleeves, tight- fitting pants, and retro sneakers. A headband flutters dramatically in the wind, emphasizing the movement of the scene. The background features a dreamy, blurred metropolis drenched in soft, pastel neon hues, evoking the futuristic charm of 2000s