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    a mythical forest filled with fantastical creatures, immersed in a mystical atmosphere. In the center of the scene, depict a dense forest with ancient trees, their branches and trunks covered in moss and glowing runes. The forest paths wind among the high trees, whose canopies form a natural roof, allowing only soft moonlight to filter through. Surrounding the paths are magical plants, with flowers emitting a gentle glow in shades ranging from soft blue to vibrant purple. Among the trees, mysterious creatures can be seen: floating fairies with translucent wings, glowing from within; ancient tree-like beings that blend seamlessly with nature; and centaurs, peacefully wandering among the foliage. A light mist hangs in the air, enhancing the sense of enchantment and mystery. In the depth of the forest, ruins of an ancient temple or castle are visible, overgrown with vines intertwined with glowing plants. The atmosphere of the forest is captivating and serene, with an undertone of magic and mystery. The color palette includes deep greens, rich blues, and soft purples, emphasizing the fantastical nature of this world. Vivid, vibrant colors, digital art, illustration
    **(mythp0rt, anime_d4rk, alone, fantasy painting)** A lone figure stands at the edge of a crumbling stone bridge, gazing into the abyss of an ancient, forgotten world. Cloaked in flowing black fabric that shimmers like liquid shadow, the traveler’s white hair glows faintly against the surrounding darkness, an ethereal contrast to the gloom. Their face is hidden beneath a hood, but piercing violet eyes flicker beneath the shadow, reflecting the eerie glow of distant, floating lanterns that drift like lost souls through the heavy mist. Beyond the bridge, jagged ruins of once-mighty towers stretch toward a sky fractured with shifting nebulae of crimson and sapphire, their light pulsing like the heartbeat of a dying god. The air is thick with glowing embers, remnants of an ancient fire that still lingers in the cracks of the broken earth. Twisted trees with ghostly, luminescent leaves stand in silent vigil, their branches reaching toward the heavens as if grasping for something long lost. A spectral wind howls through the desolation, carrying whispers in a forgotten tongue, telling stories of vanished civilizations. The scene is steeped in melancholy and wonder, a moment suspended between dream and nightmare, where time itself feels fractured. The traveler remains unmoving, alone yet unafraid, a wanderer caught between the echoes of the past and the mysteries of what lies beyond the void.
    manga illustrations, anime, ukiyo-e, ink block print, alien rainforest spanning mars, colossal trees with glowing leaves, red earth completely transformed into dense jungle, futuristic ruins overtaken by alien vegetation, lakes and rivers winding through the thick undergrowth, cel shading, floating biomes above dense canopy, massive plants with translucent leaves, spores filling the hazy air, vibrant alien sunset in deep purple and blue, clouds merging with the tall alien treetops, fully terraformed jungle world, ethereal golden and purple light, digital ink block effect, flat colors, limited color palette, watercolor wash, edges fading into foliage, intricate hatching, pencil shading, chiaroscuro, dreamlike atmosphere, mythical landscape, intense glowing accents, thick fog, radiant light beams through leaves, ancient worn ruins,
    In a dystopian world, a monumental construct made of weathered white stones hovers high above the clouds. Set against a bright blue sky, volumetric clouds pass through the sunlight, casting dramatic, atmospheric beams. The structure, once a testament to a higher intelligence, now bears deep cracks and signs of decay, yet defies gravity, suspended weightlessly as if held by unseen forces. adorned with weathered colorful graffiti, The sight is surreal—a floating ruin, its broken and crumbling facade glowing faintly in the golden light. The clouds below it seem to carry its fractured form, while soft shadows dance across the worn, time-ravaged stones. Far above the ground, the construct stretches into the sky, distant yet almost within reach. The bright clouds create an otherworldly aura, with sunlight filtering through and casting soft, warm highlights on the crumbling edges that were once smooth and pristine.Though the atmosphere feels tranquil, almost serene, the decay is undeniable. The structure rises endlessly into the heavens, a floating relic of a lost era, its origins and purpose long forgotten, suspended in the sky as a reminder of what once was. Though the atmosphere feels tranquil, almost serene, the decay is undeniable. The structure rises endlessly into the heavens, a floating relic of a lost era, its origins and purpose long forgotten, suspended in the sky as a reminder of what once was, adorned by the vibrant rebellion of pop-art graffiti now nearly lost to time.
    In a dystopian world, a monumental construct made of weathered white stones hovers high above the clouds. Set against a bright blue sky, volumetric clouds pass through the sunlight, casting dramatic, atmospheric beams. The structure, once a testament to a higher intelligence, now bears deep cracks and signs of decay, yet defies gravity, suspended weightlessly as if held by unseen forces. The sight is surreal—a floating ruin, its broken and crumbling facade glowing faintly in the golden light. The clouds below it seem to carry its fractured form, while soft shadows dance across the worn, time-ravaged stones. Far above the ground, the construct stretches into the sky, distant yet almost within reach. The bright clouds create an otherworldly aura, with sunlight filtering through and casting soft, warm highlights on the crumbling edges that were once smooth and pristine. Though the atmosphere feels tranquil, almost serene, the decay is undeniable. The structure rises endlessly into the heavens, a floating relic of a lost era, its origins and purpose long forgotten, suspended in the sky as a reminder of what once was.
    manga illustrations, anime, ukiyo-e, ink block print, alien rainforest spanning mars, colossal trees with glowing leaves, red earth completely transformed into dense jungle, futuristic ruins overtaken by alien vegetation, lakes and rivers winding through the thick undergrowth, cel shading, floating biomes above dense canopy, massive plants with translucent leaves, spores filling the hazy air, vibrant alien sunset in deep purple and blue, clouds merging with the tall alien treetops, fully terraformed jungle world, ethereal golden and purple light, digital ink block effect, flat colors, limited color palette, watercolor wash, edges fading into foliage, intricate hatching, pencil shading, chiaroscuro, dreamlike atmosphere, mythical landscape, intense glowing accents, thick fog, radiant light beams through leaves, ancient worn ruins,
    aidmaMJ6.1, aidmaimageupgrader, aidmafluxpro1.1, A surreal, haunting landscape where past and present blur. In the foreground, a figure stands with a sightless gaze, their eyes empty, embodying exhaustion and determination. Around them, decaying ruins and shattered reflections of once-glorious structures float, symbolizing a lost era. An inert river runs through the scene, its waters still and murky, while a toxic lake nearby bubbles with a faint eerie glow, representing transgressions. The sky is dark and stormy, with cracks of light hinting at fleeting hope. Skeletal trees rise like husks, their roots deeply anchored in barren soil. The environment feels heavy, as if the world is struggling to rebuild itself amidst chaos. The color palette is dark and muted, with fiery reds and oranges symbolizing burning minds, and ghostly, faded symbols flicker throughout the scene.
    Purple liquid river, end of the world, cosmic elements, eerie glowing mist, jagged rocks protruding, surreal floating debris, ominous swirling sky, broken planets overhead, cracked ground glowing faintly, ancient ruins half-submerged. Dynamic framing, off-center perspective, river winding closer to the viewer, intense colors reflecting cosmic light, stars scattered like shattered glass, looming sense of finality.
    A close-up, cinematic, hyperrealistic portrait of a warrior queen at the edge of a shattered world. Her face, etched with grim determination, is illuminated by the soft, ethereal glow of a massive, glowing blade she wields. The blade, a seamless blend of ancient and futuristic design, is inscribed with the words "Flux - CivitAI". The inscription is the focal point of the image, glowing with an intense energy that cuts through the darkness. The warrior queen's biomechanical armor, a testament to a bygone era, is partially obscured by the blade's radiance. Set against a backdrop of a shattered moon and a swirling vortex, the battlefield is a chaotic blend of ruined cities, floating debris, and bioluminescent flora. Rendered in 8K resolution with hyperrealistic detail, focusing on the intricate details of the blade, the inscription, and the raw, intense emotion that defines her.
    A hyperrealistic, dystopian landscape where the sun has long since vanished, leaving the world in eternal darkness, illuminated only by the dying embers of civilization. Towering megastructures of molten metal, glowing faintly with dim, fading light, stand against a blackened sky filled with swirling ash and ember storms. The ground is a vast expanse of cracked obsidian, its surface marred by the remnants of forgotten cities, where shattered skyscrapers loom like the skeletal remains of a lost age. Rivers of slowly cooling magma snake through the ruins, casting flickering shadows against the monolithic wreckage of human progress. In this world of endless night, only artificial fire remains as a beacon of survival. The last remnants of humanity gather in cities built atop the remains of supervolcanoes, where geothermal reactors churn out faint heat, and molten towers pulse like dying stars. These last strongholds are ruled by embersmiths, enigmatic figures who wield the last remnants of fire like a sacred force, forging weapons and power sources from the heat trapped within the earth’s core. Above, the sky is a void—a blackened abyss filled with drifting remnants of stars, as if the very universe itself is crumbling. Strange, bioluminescent entities, floating leviathans of darkness, glide silently through the sky, feeding on the last flickers of dying light. Their forms shift, eclipsing entire cityscapes as they move, their hollow eyes watching over a world that has long forgotten the meaning of the sun. The people of this world are cloaked in tattered, heat-resistant garments, their bodies illuminated only by the dim glow of flickering fire lanterns strapped to their belts. Some wear masks of blackened steel, their eyes hidden behind reflective visors that glow faintly with salvaged energy. In their hands, they carry weapons forged from scavenged alloys, blades heated by ember cores, or firearms that launch molten projectiles, designed to keep the darkness at bay. Deep within the ruins of the once-great cities, cults of the Lightless gather, worshiping the eternal void, believing that to embrace the darkness is to become one with the new world. Their skin is painted in ash, their symbols drawn in soot, and their leaders whisper prophecies of a coming age where even fire itself will be extinguished. Yet among them, a lone traveler walks the ruined world—a figure wrapped in heat-scavenged armor, their silhouette outlined by the faint glow of embers embedded in their gauntlets. A warrior of the flame, carrying the last ever-burning torch, a relic said to hold the final spark of the lost sun. As they move through the broken remains of a world that no longer knows the meaning of daylight, their mission is simple: to reignite the sky, or to let the world finally fall into absolute darkness. <lora:aidmaHyperrealism-FLUX-v0.3:0.6> <lora:FluxDFaeTasticDetails:0.4>
    "Visualize a unique world where futuristic technology and ancient nature coexist harmoniously. The sky is a deep indigo, dotted with floating orbs of light that illuminate the landscape below. Towering trees with crystalline leaves and metallic vines rise from the ground, which is carpeted with bioluminescent plants glowing in vibrant hues. In the distance, a massive floating city hovers above the ground, its sleek, modern architecture fused with ancient ruins, and waterfalls cascading from its edges. The city is populated by futuristic humans with sleek, advanced exosuits that emit a soft, glowing light, seamlessly integrated with their organic forms. These humans are accompanied by animals that have evolved or been engineered with futuristic traits—wolves with metallic fur and glowing eyes, large birds with cybernetic wings, and agile creatures with holographic features. The scene is one of awe-inspiring harmony between advanced technology and the ancient, mystical elements of the world, with a sense of both wonder and mystery."
    Iron Man from "Iron Man," detailed with his sleek armor and high-tech features, set in a high fantasy world with floating islands and glowing magical ruins. The atmosphere is futuristic and mystical, depicted in a flat anime style with vibrant, flat colors.
    In a dystopian world, a monumental construct made of weathered white stones hovers high above the clouds. Set against a bright blue sky, volumetric clouds pass through the sunlight, casting dramatic, atmospheric beams. The structure, once a testament to a higher intelligence, now bears deep cracks and signs of decay, yet defies gravity, suspended weightlessly as if held by unseen forces. adorned with weathered colorful graffiti, The sight is surreal—a floating ruin, its broken and crumbling facade glowing faintly in the golden light. The clouds below it seem to carry its fractured form, while soft shadows dance across the worn, time-ravaged stones. Far above the ground, the construct stretches into the sky, distant yet almost within reach. The bright clouds create an otherworldly aura, with sunlight filtering through and casting soft, warm highlights on the crumbling edges that were once smooth and pristine.Though the atmosphere feels tranquil, almost serene, the decay is undeniable. The structure rises endlessly into the heavens, a floating relic of a lost era, its origins and purpose long forgotten, suspended in the sky as a reminder of what once was. Though the atmosphere feels tranquil, almost serene, the decay is undeniable. The structure rises endlessly into the heavens, a floating relic of a lost era, its origins and purpose long forgotten, suspended in the sky as a reminder of what once was, adorned by the vibrant rebellion of pop-art graffiti now nearly lost to time.
    Purple liquid river, end of the world, cosmic elements, eerie glowing mist, jagged rocks protruding, surreal floating debris, ominous swirling sky, broken planets overhead, cracked ground glowing faintly, ancient ruins half-submerged. Dynamic framing, off-center perspective, river winding closer to the viewer, intense colors reflecting cosmic light, stars scattered like shattered glass, looming sense of finality.
    Wistful yūrei maiden floating among fallen camellia blossoms, ethereal ukiyo-e woodblock print style with delicate bokashi gradient technique. Translucent figure rendered in traditional nihonga mineral pigments on aged washi paper, kimono sleeves trailing impossibly long with faded indigo patterns. Hair disheveled with white tsubaki flowers intertwined, face partially obscured yet haunting with hollow eyes suggesting profound mono no aware. Background blends misty mountains with crumbling temple ruins, cherry petals swirling through negative space (ma). Calligraphy in faded sumi ink suggests poetry of impermanence. Muted palette of pale blues, ghostly whites, and faded crimsons with gold leaf accents capturing yugen aesthetic. Composition emphasizes asymmetrical balance through diagonal elements, creating tension between spiritual and material worlds. Meticulous brushwork capturing both delicate details and deliberate imperfections embodying wabi-sabi philosophy. <lora:flux_vividizer:0.2> <lora:MysticFantasy:0.2> <lora:Niji V2B:0.5> <lora:flux_dev:1>
    aidmaHyperrealism, Comic book illustration A colossal, fragmented skull drifts ominously above a barren wasteland, its structure eroded by time and infested with an intricate labyrinth of decayed scaffolding, skeletal walkways, and rusted machinery fused into its surface. The massive voids where eyes once rested now harbor swirling cosmic energy, reflecting the remnants of a civilization lost within its cavernous depths. The skull appears to have fused with the very fabric of the world, its crumbling features hosting minuscule, insect-like figures that scurry along its ridges, tending to an unknown purpose. Above, a titanic sun, swollen and dying, casts an ethereal, fiery glow upon the ruins, painting the sky with a surreal gradient of oranges, deep reds, and ashen grays. The land below is scarred and skeletal, littered with shattered bones, twisted remnants of lost machines, and the occasional remnants of fallen titans that now serve as grim monuments of past atrocities. The entire scene vibrates with an eerie sense of doom, an apocalyptic grandeur that speaks of civilizations long extinguished, their echoes forever imprinted upon the decayed colossus floating above the remains of a ruined world. <lora:Comic_Style_-_FLUX:0.6>
    ne0nfant4sy, In a dark, neon-lit alleyway in a dystopian megacity, a rogue with glowing violet eyes and sleek, cybernetic limbs crouches over the unconscious body of a security drone, his hand crackling with a strange blend of magic and tech as he hacks into its core. The buildings around him are a chaotic mix of towering skyscrapers made of sleek steel and crumbling ruins covered in ancient, faded glyphs. Holographic advertisements flicker above, displaying magical artifacts alongside cybernetic enhancements, while the faint hum of an arcane barrier buzzes in the distance, separating the wealthy districts from the slums. The rogue’s black cloak shimmers faintly with enchantments designed to mask his presence from both tech-based scanners and magical wards. Above, the sky is a swirling mass of dark clouds pierced by beams of light from floating platforms, while below, a low hum vibrates through the ground as a massive airship passes overhead. The air is thick with the smell of ozone and the faint scent of something otherworldly, as the rogue finishes his hack, triggering a silent explosion of energy that takes out the nearby drones. The scene is a perfect blend of magic-infused stealth and high-tech sabotage in a world where ancient spells and futuristic systems coexist uneasily.<lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.5><lora:NeonFantasyFLUX:0.3>
    In a dystopian world, countless monumental constructs made of weathered white stones hover in the sky, spread across the horizon like islands adrift in clouds. Among them is an old, partially ruined building towering high, its façade adorned with peeling graffiti in various colors, each telling the story of its past. A prominent feature is a large zipper, half open, allowing the structure to "unfold" to the left and right. Through this zipper, a breathtaking view of a stunning sunset bursts forth, vibrant orange and purple hues illuminating the nature beyond the building. The contrast between the dilapidated facade and the spectacular sunset creates a unique, surreal atmosphere. These floating ruins, each bearing deep cracks and signs of decay, defy gravity as they hang suspended by unseen forces. Below, clouds cradle these fractured structures, casting soft shadows across the time-ravaged stones that glow faintly in the golden light. As sunlight filters through, the combination of the breathtaking views and crumbling edges evokes both tranquility and nostalgia. Each ruin, adorned with remnants of faded pop-art graffiti, stands as a solemn reminder of a lost civilization, its origins and purpose forgotten, yet hauntingly beautiful in its desolate grandeur.
    Monochrome with color, retro scan of spectral starbursts, gradient hues of azure and amber. A desolate sky fortress, its colossal arches crumbling into the void, bathed in the fading light of a shattered sun. Dust and flickering embers float through the air, creating a grainy, ethereal atmosphere. Standing amid the ruins is an anthropomorphic falcon guardian, a majestic fusion of sleek metallic feathers and ancient organic remnants. Its wings, partially folded, shimmer with intricate golden filigree and emit faint pulses of cerulean light. The falcon's sharp, mechanical eyes flicker with intelligence, scanning the horizon with a cold, unyielding gaze. Clutched in one talon is a spear of starlight, its shaft engraved with glowing runes that pulse faintly in sync with the falcon’s mechanical heart. The fragments of its armor, adorned with faint cosmic motifs, are scorched yet radiant, hinting at battles fought across time and space. Around it, swirling motes of stardust form ghostly trails, as if reality bends to its presence. The fortress echoes with the haunting sound of distant winds, while the falcon stands resolute, a sentinel watching over a forgotten world. Its presence exudes a quiet, unwavering power—a relic of a celestial age, waiting for the return of the stars.
    A stunning yet deadly fusion of divinity and technology, Celestia is a cybernetic warrior nun, the last guardian of faith in a dystopian world. Her exquisite beauty is almost unreal—luminescent eyes, flawless skin, and sleek, high-tech features—but beneath her ethereal presence lies a lethal force. Draped in a futuristic armored habit, woven with glowing circuitry and golden engravings, she moves like a ghost through the battlefield. Her form-fitting exosuit enhances her speed and power, hugging her curvaceous yet battle-hardened frame, blending sensuality with raw lethality. A floating golden energy halo spins behind her, inscribed with sacred codes that pulse like a heartbeat. With one cybernetic arm gripping a searing plasma blade, she cuts through her enemies with divine wrath, her movements swift, precise—unstoppable. A pulse shield shaped like a cross deflects gunfire, while her combat stilettos crush fallen adversaries. Blood splatters her pristine armor as she stands victorious, bathed in neon lights and the glow of a burning city. A lone figure among ruins, Celestia is faith incarnate, a saint of steel, mercy, and destruction
    High above the clouds, on a floating island covered in ancient, overgrown ruins, a giant mechanical owl with glowing emerald eyes perches silently on the edge of a crumbling stone tower. Its massive wings, made of interlocking metal feathers, glint in the fading light of a distant sun that hangs low on the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow over the island. The air is thin and crisp, with the occasional gust of wind causing the overgrown vines that wrap around the tower to sway gently. Below, the endless sea of clouds stretches out in all directions, reflecting the vibrant colors of the setting sun in soft, pastel hues. The owl’s eyes scan the horizon, ever watchful, as tiny sparks of energy flicker between its metallic feathers. Surrounding the island, other floating landmasses drift lazily through the sky, their surfaces dotted with ancient, crumbling structures and strange, glowing crystals. The faint sound of distant wind chimes echoes across the landscape, carried on the breeze from some long-forgotten shrine hidden among the ruins. The scene is one of quiet majesty, where ancient technology and nature coexist in perfect harmony above the world below. , detailed background Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp <lora:Dark_and_sentimental v1.0:0.75><lora:FluxMythG0thicL1nes:0.6>
    A stunning yet deadly fusion of divinity and technology, Celestia is a cybernetic warrior nun, the last guardian of faith in a dystopian world. Her exquisite beauty is almost unreal—luminescent eyes, flawless skin, and sleek, high-tech features—but beneath her ethereal presence lies a lethal force. Draped in a futuristic armored habit, woven with glowing circuitry and golden engravings, she moves like a ghost through the battlefield. Her form-fitting exosuit enhances her speed and power, hugging her curvaceous yet battle-hardened frame, blending sensuality with raw lethality. A floating golden energy halo spins behind her, inscribed with sacred codes that pulse like a heartbeat. With one cybernetic arm gripping a searing plasma blade, she cuts through her enemies with divine wrath, her movements swift, precise—unstoppable. A pulse shield shaped like a cross deflects gunfire, while her combat stilettos crush fallen adversaries. Blood splatters her pristine armor as she stands victorious, bathed in neon lights and the glow of a burning city. A lone figure among ruins, Celestia is faith incarnate, a saint of steel, mercy, and destruction
    A semi-realistic fantasy concept art of a lucky clover sorceress standing on a floating rock platform before a glowing ancient portal, designed in a cutout-style with a white background. She wears an elegant emerald and gold robe, adorned with intricate four-leaf clover patterns. Her golden eyes shimmer with magic, and she holds a wooden staff crowned with a glowing clover-shaped crystal. The rock beneath her is covered in lush clover and enchanted roses, their petals drifting into the void. The ancient stone portal radiates swirling green and gold energy, framed by vine-covered ruins. Misty hills and ethereal trees are visible in the distance, giving a dreamlike feel. The white background makes it appear as if this mystical world is emerging from the page.
    A semi-realistic fantasy concept art of a lucky clover sorceress standing on a floating rock platform before a glowing ancient portal, designed in a cutout-style with a white background. She wears an elegant emerald and gold robe, adorned with intricate four-leaf clover patterns. Her golden eyes shimmer with magic, and she holds a wooden staff crowned with a glowing clover-shaped crystal. The rock beneath her is covered in lush clover and enchanted roses, their petals drifting into the void. The ancient stone portal radiates swirling green and gold energy, framed by vine-covered ruins. Misty hills and ethereal trees are visible in the distance, giving a dreamlike feel. The white background makes it appear as if this mystical world is emerging from the page.
    An ultra-epic top-down view of a legendary handcrafted fantasy map/ filled with breathtaking detail. Towering/ snow-capped mountains stretch across vast lands/ deep mystical forests glow with ancient magic/ and mighty rivers carve through the terrain. The parchment has an aged/ enchanted aura with golden inlays and arcane symbols. Grand cities with towering castles/ fortresses/ and floating islands hover above the map/ while ancient ruins/ hidden temples/ and forbidden lands are marked with intricate runes. The edges of the map depict colossal sea serpents/ fire-breathing dragons/ and celestial constellations that hint at forgotten prophecies. Secret pathways/ underground labyrinths/ and mysterious portals are scattered across the world/ adding layers of adventure. Roads and bridges connect vast kingdoms/ and dark wastelands contrast with lush utopias. The border is ornately decorated with magical glyphs and legendary creatures/ enhancing the sense of wonder and grandeur.
    ethdysty.A high-resolution cinematic close-up of a war-forged god, his face framed by the dim, desaturated glow of a dying warship. The vast windows behind him reveal the cold emptiness of space, desolate nebulae drifting like ghosts in the void. The ship’s dim emergency lights flicker, casting deep shadows over his weathered, armored form. His face is a masterpiece of brutality—chiselled, scarred, and hardened by endless war. His cold eyes, devoid of light or mercy, stare forward with quiet dominance, heavy with the weight of conquered empires. A towering, high-collared helmet partially encases his head, integrated seamlessly into his battle-worn, plated armor—thick, unyielding, forged from blackened steel with the remnants of ancient engravings barely visible beneath layers of wear and ruin. Atop his head, a futuristic Egyptian-inspired crown looms, dark metal etched with cryptic glyphs. At its center, a translucent amber gemstone, dulled and fractured, flickers faintly as if suffocating under the weight of time. His long, white hair, streaked with dust and battle grime, hangs in loose strands, caught in the faint artificial gravity. The silence of the warship presses in, broken only by the distant groan of dying engines and the whisper of drifting wreckage outside. Beyond the glass, shattered fleets and ruined worlds float in quiet testament to his reign—a god of war in a kingdom of ruin.

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