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AI art "ホルスの大逆" featuring #Warhammer 40,000, #Adeptus Astartes and #Tsubaki.3

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ホルスの大逆

ホルスの頭がチューブだらけじゃないのがちょいと惜しいですねぇ。

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#Warhammer 40,000 #Adeptus Astartes

Published on Oct 10, 2026

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character: sanguinius, horus_lupercal 2boys, confrontation, standoff, face-to-face, looking at each other, eye contact, from below, dutch angle, wide shot, sci-fi gothic, ruined starship interior, dark hall, shattered floor, battle-damaged, blonde hair, long hair, blue eyes, handsome, huge wings, feathered wings, white wings, spread wings, ornate armor, golden power armor, baroque breastplate, sculpted pauldrons, holding weapon, bald, pale skin, red eyes, glowing eyes, slit pupils, hulking build, bulky power armor, black armor, spiked pauldrons, pelt cape, clawed gauntlet, massive war maul, glowing runes, severed cables, drifting embers, loose feathers, rim lighting, atmospheric, high contrast Low-angle composition with a Dutch tilt inside the cavernous, battle-ruined bridge of a gothic starship. On the left side of the frame, a statuesque winged warrior stands braced in a defiant wide stance, his weight planted firmly on his rear armored sabaton. His noble, chiseled features are framed by flowing golden-blonde hair lifted by rising hot air, and his sorrowful yet resolute blue eyes are locked directly onto his opponent. Enormous feathered white wings stretch outward from his back in a wide dramatic sweep, catching bright golden rimlight along every primary feather. He is clad in resplendent baroque gold power armor intricately worked with sculpted filigree and ruby tear-shaped gems, his gauntleted hand holding an ornate masterwork blade angled down toward the deck. Facing him on the right, towering in height and bulk, a menacing bald warlord leans forward aggressively, his pallid face hardened into a ruthless sneer with glowing crimson slit-pupil eyes glaring across the floor. He wears gargantuan soot-black and brass-trimmed heavy power armor adorned with spikes, a heavy fur pelt draped across massive pauldrons, and a glowing baleful eye sigil etched into the center of his chest. His left forearm is encased in a colossal mechanical gauntlet ending in curved power talons, while his right armored grip clasps the haft of a massive bludgeoning war maul resting against the flagstones. Between their planted boots, the cracked obsidian floor is webbed with fissures, tangled power conduits, and glowing embers. A thermal updraft rising from shattered deck vents lofts burnt ash and a few drifting downy white feathers into the air between them, swirling in the turbulence before the shattered void viewports behind them. Apocalyptic tragedy.

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