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    a highly detailed, photorealistic portrait of Sarah Kerrigan,SQOB the Queen of Blades, in her fully infested Zerg form. Her transformation should be depicted with stunning clarity, showing the delicate balance between her remaining human features and the monstrous Zerg elements that have taken over her body. Kerrigan’s face should retain some of her human beauty, but it is now overlaid with Zerg-infested textures—hardened carapace and alien ridges accentuate her cheekbones and brow, with faint glowing energy visible beneath the surface, suggesting the immense power she now wields. Her eyes, glowing with a cold, unnatural light, must be the focal point, revealing both intelligence and a predatory nature that symbolizes her dual existence as both a former human ghost and the ruthless leader of the Zerg Swarm. The area around her eyes should show intricate Zerg detailing, perhaps with organic, sinewy tendrils extending from her temples, suggesting a direct connection to the hive mind. Her lips, though still human in shape, should have a slight inhuman tint, their color darker, almost a bruised purple or red, with faint cracks indicating the Zerg’s influence on her once-organic flesh. Kerrigan’s body is a masterpiece of bio-organic fusion. Her torso is covered in sleek, polished Zerg chitin that mimics the form of natural armor. The texture of the chitin should be almost insect-like, with reflective surfaces that catch the ambient light, revealing the deadly strength beneath. Her ribs and chest are reinforced with exoskeletal plating that follows the natural contours of her figure, enhancing her feminine silhouette but in a way that conveys immense strength. Her hands and fingers, which have transformed into lethal, clawed appendages, are elegant yet menacing, with long, sharp talons capable of tearing through flesh and metal alike. Her infamous dreadlock-like tendrils, extending from her head, should be depicted as organic and alive, each one moving slightly, suggesting that they are an extension of her mind and will, perhaps even capable of independent movement. These tendrils should be textured like sinewy muscle tissue, with veins that pulse with faint bioluminescence, suggesting the alien energy that now fuels her body. The environment around Kerrigan should be atmospheric and ominous, with a dark, foggy backdrop reminiscent of the Zerg hive worlds. The lighting should be dramatic, with a faint glow highlighting the edges of her form, creating a halo-like effect that adds to her queenly presence. Small particles of dust or spores float in the air around her, illuminated by beams of light that pierce the darkness. The overall mood should evoke both awe and terror, capturing the viewer’s attention with the raw power and beauty of this legendary figure from the StarCraft universe. Currently, her One clawed hand resting on her chest, her fingers delicately tracing the edge of her Zerg armor, her expression calm but focused.
    A high-resolution photograph of an otherworldly garden, filled with strange, bioluminescent flowers that have human-like eyes at their center. The eyes blink slowly and unnervingly, and a visible, electric blue light, forming the shape of the yellow and blue thunderbolt symbol, emanates from their pupils, pulsing with a faint, almost imperceptible buzzing sound. The colors of the flowers are vibrant and unnatural - sickly greens, bruised purples, and veins of luminous blue that seem to flow like liquid. Scattered among the flowers are small, bone-like totems, each etched with the yellow and blue thunderbolt buzz symbol, which also glows with the same pulsing electric blue light. The overall atmosphere is unsettlingly beautiful, a garden of sensory overload and silent observation, with the recurring thunderbolt symbol a constant reminder of an unseen power. High resolution, medium shot, and a focus on the unnerving details, the feeling of being watched, and the prominent, glowing thunderbolt symbols integrated into the organic and inorganic elements.
    close-up surreal portrait of a woman with hollow, haunting eyes that evoke both beauty and terror. Her skin is pale, almost translucent, with veins faintly visible beneath, and her expression is cold and emotionless. Blood-red streaks flow from the corners of her eyes, as if they are tears made of crimson ink, slowly dripping down her face. Her lips are a deep, unsettling shade of black, cracked as though dried from lifelessness. In the background, the darkness engulfs her, fading into a swirling abyss of decaying organic forms—vines and branches twisting like skeletal fingers, reaching toward her. Sharp, jagged shards of broken glass float around her face, casting eerie reflections. Her hair, dark as the night, seems to dissolve into the shadows, blending into abstract tendrils of smoke, mist, and liquid darkness. Splashes of dark red and deep purple intertwine like blood and bruises, creating a sense of decay and death. Fragmented bones and skulls are faintly visible, half-hidden behind the swirling abstraction. <lora:StainedGlassFlux:1> <lora:futurism_test:1>
    JunjiIto.hanna stands frozen against a bold, high-contrast crimson-red backdrop, her long, dark hair clinging to her pale skin in damp, disheveled strands. Sleepy, half-closed eyes, encircled by deep bruised shadows, stare hollow and vacant, six days without rest carving an unsettling emptiness into her expression. Black tape seals her mouth shut, the silence suffocating as creeping vines of *Cissus discolor* slither over her body, their dark purple, almost black leaves streaked with silver veins. The tendrils coil around her arms, snake across her neck, and burrow beneath her oversized dark overcoat, invading the folds of her traditional Japanese school uniform. Twisting with unnatural precision, they tighten over her chest, constrict her waist, and slither down her legs, binding her in place with a slow, merciless grip. The velvety leaves pulse with an eerie stillness, their suffocating hold intensifying with each shallow breath, pressing into her skin like living shackles. The red glow from the background bathes her figure, reflecting off the curling vines, staining her ghostly complexion with an ominous, blood-tinted hue. Shadows stretch across her form, deepening the surreal horror as the nightmarish tension coils tighter, holding her in a silent, suffocating embrace. (( Illustration by Frank Frazetta, drkfnts style, spectral glow, chromatic grain, By Donna Young, j_art))

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