In the abyssal depths where no light dares to reach, a monstrous yet mesmerizing anglerfish drifts through the inky blackness. Its translucent body pulses with vibrant 80s neon, a shifting kaleidoscope of electric blue, hot pink, and acid green. The bioluminescent lure crackles like a synthwave skyline, casting rhythmic glows across its jagged, crystalline skin. Razor-sharp teeth shimmer like neon-lit glass shards, while oversized, ghostly eyes reflect a cybernetic void—an ancient predator reimagined in luminous hues. The water hums with an artificial radiance, thick with swirling particles that flicker like static in an old VHS tape. Shadows stretch and warp into surreal, digital phantoms, moving in sync with the angler’s eerie glow. It is both terrifying and hypnotic, like a lost fragment of a neon-drenched nightmare from a forgotten future.