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AI art "ssj4 v evil ryu" featuring #Dragon Ball, #Son Goku and #Dragon Ball GT

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ssj4 v evil ryu

#Dragon Ball #Son Goku #Dragon Ball GT

Published on Nov 8, 2026

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character: son_goku, ryu_(street_fighter), copyright: dragon_ball, dragon_ball_gt two characters, 2boys, son goku, super saiyan 4, black hair, long spiky hair, red fur, tail wrapped around waist, white waistband, yellow baggy karate pants, light blue boots, red wristbands on both wrists, standing, massive yellow energy aura, glowing yellow silhouette, son goku and ryu(r)(street fighter) side by side, ryu, slim, dark gray skin, shining red eyes, short spiky black hair, black hair, shirtless, long black karate belt tied around waist, black baggy karate pants, thin dark red karate gloves, fingerless gloves, barefoot, massive purple energy aura, glowing purple silhouette, standing menacingly, menacing look, serious, open grassy field, dark skies, lightning, storm clouds, straight-on, eye-level, camera facing straight level, cowboy shot, wide shot, facing viewer, from front, semi realistic, detailed shading, dramatic rim light. A straight-level, eye-level camera looks dead on at two fighters planted shoulder to shoulder in the middle of an open grassy field, the horizon cutting the frame just below their waists so their upper bodies and aura own the picture. On the left stands the Super Saiyan 4 fighter: long spiked black hair falling to his shoulders, a lean and corded build, bare chest with red fur running down his forearms, the white waistband bound tight at his hips above the loose yellow karate pants that billow wide at the thigh and gather at the shin, light blue boots laced and planted flat in the grass, and a red wristband cinched on each wrist. He stands square and calm, weight even, one fist loosely closed at his side, chin slightly lifted, and his gaze cuts sideways toward his companion rather than at the lens. A massive yellow aura roars up around his whole body, a jagged column of golden light that lifts the ends of his hair and blows the grass outward in a ring at his boots, and the yellow light spills up onto the underside of his jaw and along the blue curve of his boots. On the right, a step away, stands the slim, dark gray-skinned fighter: short spikes of black hair, bare torso with the muscle cut lean rather than heavy, a long black karate belt double-wrapped and knotted at his waist with both ends hanging to his knee over loose black karate pants, thin dark red fingerless gloves taped snug on both hands, and bare feet pressing into the grass. His stance is wider and lower, shoulders rolled forward, weight sunk into his back leg, one gloved hand flexed open at his thigh, and his shining red eyes stare hard at the other man, his face set in a flat menacing scowl with the brows driven down. A massive purple aura boils around him, violet light that crawls over the grass and throws a cold edge on his dark skin, and it pushes back against the yellow glow where the two energies meet between the two men, the boundary swirling in a bright clash of gold and violet. Both men stand right beside each other with only a handspan of air between their shoulders, their auras overlapping in a hot seam down the center. Behind and above them the sky is black and churning, storm clouds piled into towers, and a fork of lightning splits the clouds down the upper right of the frame, throwing a white strobe over the field and doubling them as two hard silhouettes on the grass. The field is flat to the horizon with no trees and no structures, only wind-combed grass, and the storm makes the blades lean away from the fighters as the aura pressure flattens them into a circle around each pair of feet. The palette holds to gold, violet, black and grass green, nothing else admitted, with the lightning supplying the only neutral white. The two auras are the only light sources at ground level; beyond their pools the field falls into near darkness, and the cast shadows of the two men stretch away from camera, pulled long by the lightning's blast overhead. Semi-realistic rendering with grounded material weight on the belt leather, the boot laces and the fur, cool storm air and raw confrontation.

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