CYBER_CORE_UT, mythic war-saint automaton entombed in ruins, ancient biomechanical robot inspired by Rebel Moon, standing motionless beneath a scorched sky, surrounded by shattered orbital temple architecture, gravestones of collapsed empires. Sith-dark armor with charred brass plating, scorched and pockmarked by plasma burns and micrometeorites. Half-shattered helmet, carved from obsidian, glowing red and gold cracks. Moss and vines wrapped through its jaw and chest cavity, overgrown like a techno-tomb. Bioluminescent fungal blooms sprouting from joints, spores drifting in mist. Solar sail cloaks tattered around its frame, gears and filigree exposed beneath rust. Cinematic lighting, shafts of soft light piercing fog, lightning in distant skyline, ruins of rebel sanctuary with fallen banners, scorched rebellion glyphs, metallic bones. Misty, moody atmosphere. Dreamlike, solemn, sci-fi gothic, overgrown relic, dark sacred energy, cybernetic ruin, mythic and ancient, not alive, not dead—just waiting.