**(Elden Ring style, dark atmosphere, chromatic aberration, sydme1 painting, ArsMJStyle, Etherial Gothic)** A lone knight stands in a desolate battlefield, her pristine white armor gleaming faintly under the eerie glow of a fractured sky. Flowing white hair cascades past her shoulders, catching the flickering light of scattered embers drifting through the cold, mist- laden air. The armor, adorned with intricate engravings, remains untainted despite countless battles, its surface disrupted only by faint cracks that whisper of ancient struggles. In her right hand, she grips a blackened staff twisted with pulsating energy, while her left steadies a massive, curved shield etched with spectral runes that shimmer in the dimness. Jagged ruins loom in the distance, their broken spires reaching into a sky fractured by swirling storm clouds, where pale moonlight bleeds through in jagged streaks. The ground is a graveyard of scorched earth and withered roots, with skeletal trees standing like silent sentinels against the encroaching darkness. A spectral wind howls through the ruins, carrying distant, mournful whispers that seem to echo from beyond time. Chromatic aberration warps the edges of reality, distorting the scene into something both ethereal and nightmarish, as if the world itself teeters on the brink of collapse, a haunting vision of gothic ruin and forgotten gods