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AI art "lelaki misterius" featuring #Heterochromie, #Schwarze Haare, #gelbe Augen, #1 Junge and #Gestrรคhntes Haar
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1boy, solo, black hair, single blue hair streak, one blue strand in black hair, heterochromia, right eye sea blue with star-shaped symbol in the iris, left eye black sclera with yellow iris and yellow pupil, black jacket, blue lining on jacket, open jacket, bandage wrapped around chest, bandages across bare chest, crystals on both shoulders, glowing blue lines on hands, chains on both hands, chain wrapped around right hand, chain wrapped around left hand, gigantic cosmic god silhouette behind him, colossal silhouette, starfield silhouette, from below, low angle, foreshortening, outstretched arm, looking at viewer, dramatic lighting, blue rim light, dark background, cosmic scale backlight, Seen from a hard low angle that puts the lens near the level of his hands, the young man dominates the near foreground while the immense dark shape of a cosmic deity towers behind him, so much larger than the frame that its shoulders leave the top corners and its head is cut off by the upper edge; the deity is a pure silhouette of night sky and drifting nebula haze, sprinkled with faint stars, its faint crown of light the only brightness above him. He stands with his weight on his back foot, chest tipped a little forward, one hand lifted toward the camera with the fingers half curled so the chains hang from his wrist in a slack loop and clink below; the other arm is drawn back at his side with its chain spilling down across his thigh. Each open palm and the back of each hand carry branching glowing blue lines that branch up the fingers and stop at the wrists, and the light of them streaks cool blue across the bandage wrapped around his bare chest, which shows in the V of the black jacket. The jacket hangs open, its hems and collar edged with a blue lining that catches the same blue light, and two faceted crystals sit on the shoulders, one on each, each throwing a small bright glint out of its upper faces. His black hair is short, wind-shifted, and one strand of it is blue from root to tip, swinging forward across his brow. His right eye is sea blue with a star-shaped mark set inside the iris, his left has a black sclera and a yellow iris and pupil, both fixed straight on the viewer with a level, unamused calm; a long low shadow of his own body runs toward the camera over the ground. The deity's only light source is the blue glow at his hands and the starfield behind, and it throws his front into cool blue and leaves his back and the deity's lower body sunk into absolute dark; the palette is black, night blue, the blue of the glow, and the yellow of that one iris, nothing else allowed in. Concentrate detail on his face, the star pupil, the crystals, and the taut links of the chains; the cosmic figure stays a shape and a texture. Cold, imposing.
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seseorang lelaki berambut hitam dengan 1 helai rambut biru. mata berwarna biru laut memiliki Simbol bintang pada mata kanan. mengenakan jaket berwarna hitam berbaris biru dengan perban pada dadanya, kristal pada kedua-dua bahunya. mata kirinya berwarna hitam polos dengan iris dan pupil kuning. di belakangnya terdapat Siluet dewa cosmic yang berukuran gergasi. tangannya memiliki garis biru bernyala dengan rantai pada kedua-dua tangannya.
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