In a high-tech, cyberpunk-inspired future, an imposing, muscular caveman with wild unkempt hair and a thick beard roams through a neon-lit megacity. His primitive fur clothing is crudely patched together with advanced synthetic materials scavenged from discarded cybernetic implants. His massive club, made from a fusion of stone and reinforced carbon fiber, crackles with raw energy as he swings it in awe at the towering holograms around him. Despite his rugged, primal nature, the caveman unknowingly creates abstract street art—smearing luminescent paint across metallic walls with his bare hands, his instincts guided by an unrefined but raw artistic talent. The city's elite cyber-citizens scoff at his chaotic expressions, yet underground art collectors hail him as a misunderstood genius of the post-modern era. The cityscape blends sleek, glassy skyscrapers with rugged, dystopian alleyways filled with flickering neon lights, graffiti-coded messages, and augmented reality projections. Hovering drones scan the caveman with confusion, unsure if he is a threat or a relic of the past brought into the future. His wide-eyed wonder contrasts with the cold efficiency of the world around him. The scene should capture the clash between primitive instinct and hyper-advanced society—a caveman lost in time, yet redefining art in an age where creativity has become synthetic.