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SilverArtist13
KI-Kunst von SilverArtist13 auf PixAI. Erstellt mit Tsubaki.3 Flash.
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- Boy, Toned, adult boy, silver hair, hair between the eyes, disheveled hair, messy hair, hair plastered to her cheeks and forehead, hair between her eyes, hair stained with dirt and blood, light grey eyes, Dark grey sclera of the left eye, white sclera of the right eye, shirtless, body covered in bruises, body with cuts, cuts on the body, bleeding, cut lip, blood coming from his mouth, black pants, ripped pants, torn pants Cuts in the trousers, wounds on the legs, cuts on the legs, sword in his right hand, double-edged sword, light grey sword guard, magical runic engravings on the sword, Sweaty, wet, Wet body, body covered in bleeding cuts, white lightning covered his body, Screaming, mouth open, teeth, left arm outstretched, left arm severed, left arm cut off, stump of flesh on the left arm, shoulder bone visible, detailed amputation wound on left arm, left arm amputated, Left arm amputated at the shoulder Dark sky, Dark grey sky, black clouds, raining, grey grass floor and stone tiles Flat colors, defined shadows, sharp shadows, anime style, Manga style, manga, monochromatic colors, monochromatic, grayscale Cinematic shot tilted slightly to the right, cinematic lighting
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Shot from below, canted steeply to the right: a single shirtless adult man with a heavy, cut fighter's build fills the frame from thigh to the top of his head, the horizon and his own body tilting down-right with the roll, so that his right side rises toward the top-left corner of the image while his ruined left shoulder drops away from us. His head is flung back and turned a little toward his raised right side, chin up, throat stretched taut โ a scream that has already started: mouth wide open, upper and lower teeth and the dark inside of the mouth fully seen, lips pulled back, a fresh split in the lower lip and a thick thread of blood running from the corner of the mouth down over the jaw and into the hollow of the throat. His brows are dragged down and together hard over wide, wet light-grey irises, the whites shocky and strained; the left eye's sclera is a dark charcoal grey and the right eye's sclera is pure white, an unmistakable asymmetry that reads even through the lashing rain. Silver hair is soaked and destroyed โ soaking wet strands plastered flat to his forehead, hanging in ragged points between his eyes and across the bridge of his nose, glued to both cheeks and to his jawline, the rest clumped and lifted by the storm; the strands are streaked with grey-brown dirt and clotted dark blood.
His right arm is drawn in tight to his ribs and slightly behind the hip, and the long double-edged sword is gripped hard in that right fist, knuckles whitened, blade hanging down and back across the frame edge so that only the lower half of its tapering steel and the flat light-grey crossguard catch the light; fine engraved runic marks chase along the fuller of the blade and glow a cold white-hot where the lightning reaches them, each rune underlining a small halo of light on the wet metal.
His left arm is thrown out and away from the body toward the viewer's left, outstretched as if it were still there โ and it ends at the shoulder. The amputation is at the shoulder joint: a raw detailed stump of torn flesh and stringy muscle at the deltoid, the rounded white head of the humerus glistening at the center of it, ragged skin edges and severed tendon, soaked and slick from the rain, and from it blood leaps out and gushes down in a bright dark arc that breaks up with the rain and spatters down his flank, ribs and hip. His torso is a map of damage โ bruised ribs in mottled patches, shallow and deep cuts crossing the chest, shoulder and belly, thin cuts along the hip bones, blood and sweat running together into the waistband; his black pants are torn open across both thighs and one knee, the ripped cloth saturated dark, and long cuts weal down the visible leg. Every inch of him is soaked, the rain beading and running on the skin, sweat sheeting down the sternum and under the arms, and the wet sheen is what makes the lightning happen: white forks and branching arcs of electricity crawl over his chest, water-slick shoulders, right forearm and clenched sword hand, flaring brighter wherever the skin is wet, reflecting off the blade and the blood, and throwing his own hard-edged shadow crisply onto the ground behind him.
The ground is grey grass given over to patches of flat stone tile, slick and pooling, weeds bent flat under the downpour; the sky is a black-clouded dark grey ceiling bearing down on him, clouds churning, rain streaking across the whole frame in long unbroken diagonal lines. Light comes from the lightning itself, cold and white and close to the body, rimming him hard from the front-left, leaving the underside of his chin, the eye sockets and the hollow of the open mouth in ragged shadow โ and the lightning is what casts those sharp defined shadows, repeating his silhouette in black across the wet grey ground, shivering with every pulse.
Strict monochrome: greys from near-white lightning to pure black, over the grey of grass, stone, sky and rain โ nothing else admitted, everything flat-filled and cut with hard-edged shadow, no graded blends. Read as ink-and-tone manga, defined shadow shapes doing all the modelling. Catastrophic, electric.
SilverArtist13
1boy, solo, adult male, toned, muscular, silver hair, messy hair, disheveled hair, hair between eyes, hair plastered to face, hair on forehead, hair on cheeks, dirty hair, blood in hair, light grey eyes, heterochromia sclera, dark sclera, grey sclera, left eye dark grey sclera, right eye white sclera, shirtless, topless male, bruises, bruises on body, cuts, bleeding, cut lip, blood from mouth, blood on face, black pants, ripped pants, torn pants, cuts on pants, wounds on legs, cuts on legs, double-edged sword, sword in right hand, grey sword guard, glowing runes, runic engravings, sweaty, wet, wet body, white lightning, electricity, screaming, open mouth, teeth, terrified, angry, scared, left arm amputated, amputated at shoulder, detailed stump, bone visible, blood gush, blood spray, outstretched arm, dark sky, grey sky, black clouds, rain, grey grass, stone tiles, monochromatic, greyscale, flat color, sharp shadows, cinematic lighting, dutch angle, from below, motion lines, sweat drop, trembling, heavy breathing, blood splatter
Shot from below, canted steeply to the right: a single shirtless adult man with a heavy, cut fighter's build fills the frame from thigh to the top of his head, the horizon and his own body tilting down-right with the roll, so that his right side rises toward the top-left corner of the image while his ruined left shoulder drops away from us. His head is flung back and turned a little toward his raised right side, chin up, throat stretched taut โ a scream that has already started: mouth wide open, upper and lower teeth and the dark inside of the mouth fully seen, lips pulled back, a fresh split in the lower lip and a thick thread of blood running from the corner of the mouth down over the jaw and into the hollow of the throat. His brows are dragged down and together hard over wide, wet light-grey irises, the whites shocky and strained; the left eye's sclera is a dark charcoal grey and the right eye's sclera is pure white, an unmistakable asymmetry that reads even through the lashing rain. Silver hair is soaked and destroyed โ soaking wet strands plastered flat to his forehead, hanging in ragged points between his eyes and across the bridge of his nose, glued to both cheeks and to his jawline, the rest clumped and lifted by the storm; the strands are streaked with grey-brown dirt and clotted dark blood.
His right arm is drawn in tight to his ribs and slightly behind the hip, and the long double-edged sword is gripped hard in that right fist, knuckles whitened, blade hanging down and back across the frame edge so that only the lower half of its tapering steel and the flat light-grey crossguard catch the light; fine engraved runic marks chase along the fuller of the blade and glow a cold white-hot where the lightning reaches them, each rune underlining a small halo of light on the wet metal.
His left arm is thrown out and away from the body toward the viewer's left, outstretched as if it were still there โ and it ends at the shoulder. The amputation is at the shoulder joint: a raw detailed stump of torn flesh and stringy muscle at the deltoid, the rounded white head of the humerus glistening at the center of it, ragged skin edges and severed tendon, soaked and slick from the rain, and from it blood leaps out and gushes down in a bright dark arc that breaks up with the rain and spatters down his flank, ribs and hip. His torso is a map of damage โ bruised ribs in mottled patches, shallow and deep cuts crossing the chest, shoulder and belly, thin cuts along the hip bones, blood and sweat running together into the waistband; his black pants are torn open across both thighs and one knee, the ripped cloth saturated dark, and long cuts weal down the visible leg. Every inch of him is soaked, the rain beading and running on the skin, sweat sheeting down the sternum and under the arms, and the wet sheen is what makes the lightning happen: white forks and branching arcs of electricity crawl over his chest, water-slick shoulders, right forearm and clenched sword hand, flaring brighter wherever the skin is wet, reflecting off the blade and the blood, and throwing his own hard-edged shadow crisply onto the ground behind him.
The ground is grey grass given over to patches of flat stone tile, slick and pooling, weeds bent flat under the downpour; the sky is a black-clouded dark grey ceiling bearing down on him, clouds churning, rain streaking across the whole frame in long unbroken diagonal lines. Light comes from the lightning itself, cold and white and close to the body, rimming him hard from the front-left, leaving the underside of his chin, the eye sockets and the hollow of the open mouth in ragged shadow โ and the lightning is what casts those sharp defined shadows, repeating his silhouette in black across the wet grey ground, shivering with every pulse.
Strict monochrome: greys from near-white lightning to pure black, over the grey of grass, stone, sky and rain โ nothing else admitted, everything flat-filled and cut with hard-edged shadow, no graded blends. Read as ink-and-tone manga, defined shadow shapes doing all the modelling. Catastrophic, electric.
SilverArtist13
1boy, solo, adult male, toned, muscular, silver hair, messy hair, disheveled hair, hair between eyes, hair plastered to face, hair on forehead, hair on cheeks, dirty hair, blood in hair, light grey eyes, heterochromia sclera, dark sclera, grey sclera, left eye dark grey sclera, right eye white sclera, shirtless, topless male, bruises, bruises on body, cuts, bleeding, cut lip, blood from mouth, blood on face, black pants, ripped pants, torn pants, cuts on pants, wounds on legs, cuts on legs, double-edged sword, sword in right hand, grey sword guard, glowing runes, runic engravings, sweaty, wet, wet body, white lightning, electricity, screaming, open mouth, teeth, terrified, angry, scared, left arm amputated, amputated at shoulder, detailed stump, bone visible, blood gush, blood spray, outstretched arm, dark sky, grey sky, black clouds, rain, grey grass, stone tiles, monochromatic, greyscale, flat color, sharp shadows, cinematic lighting, dutch angle, from below, motion lines, sweat drop, trembling, heavy breathing, blood splatter
Shot from below, canted steeply to the right: a single shirtless adult man with a heavy, cut fighter's build fills the frame from thigh to the top of his head, the horizon and his own body tilting down-right with the roll, so that his right side rises toward the top-left corner of the image while his ruined left shoulder drops away from us. His head is flung back and turned a little toward his raised right side, chin up, throat stretched taut โ a scream that has already started: mouth wide open, upper and lower teeth and the dark inside of the mouth fully seen, lips pulled back, a fresh split in the lower lip and a thick thread of blood running from the corner of the mouth down over the jaw and into the hollow of the throat. His brows are dragged down and together hard over wide, wet light-grey irises, the whites shocky and strained; the left eye's sclera is a dark charcoal grey and the right eye's sclera is pure white, an unmistakable asymmetry that reads even through the lashing rain. Silver hair is soaked and destroyed โ soaking wet strands plastered flat to his forehead, hanging in ragged points between his eyes and across the bridge of his nose, glued to both cheeks and to his jawline, the rest clumped and lifted by the storm; the strands are streaked with grey-brown dirt and clotted dark blood.
His right arm is drawn in tight to his ribs and slightly behind the hip, and the long double-edged sword is gripped hard in that right fist, knuckles whitened, blade hanging down and back across the frame edge so that only the lower half of its tapering steel and the flat light-grey crossguard catch the light; fine engraved runic marks chase along the fuller of the blade and glow a cold white-hot where the lightning reaches them, each rune underlining a small halo of light on the wet metal.
His left arm is thrown out and away from the body toward the viewer's left, outstretched as if it were still there โ and it ends at the shoulder. The amputation is at the shoulder joint: a raw detailed stump of torn flesh and stringy muscle at the deltoid, the rounded white head of the humerus glistening at the center of it, ragged skin edges and severed tendon, soaked and slick from the rain, and from it blood leaps out and gushes down in a bright dark arc that breaks up with the rain and spatters down his flank, ribs and hip. His torso is a map of damage โ bruised ribs in mottled patches, shallow and deep cuts crossing the chest, shoulder and belly, thin cuts along the hip bones, blood and sweat running together into the waistband; his black pants are torn open across both thighs and one knee, the ripped cloth saturated dark, and long cuts weal down the visible leg. Every inch of him is soaked, the rain beading and running on the skin, sweat sheeting down the sternum and under the arms, and the wet sheen is what makes the lightning happen: white forks and branching arcs of electricity crawl over his chest, water-slick shoulders, right forearm and clenched sword hand, flaring brighter wherever the skin is wet, reflecting off the blade and the blood, and throwing his own hard-edged shadow crisply onto the ground behind him.
The ground is grey grass given over to patches of flat stone tile, slick and pooling, weeds bent flat under the downpour; the sky is a black-clouded dark grey ceiling bearing down on him, clouds churning, rain streaking across the whole frame in long unbroken diagonal lines. Light comes from the lightning itself, cold and white and close to the body, rimming him hard from the front-left, leaving the underside of his chin, the eye sockets and the hollow of the open mouth in ragged shadow โ and the lightning is what casts those sharp defined shadows, repeating his silhouette in black across the wet grey ground, shivering with every pulse.
Strict monochrome: greys from near-white lightning to pure black, over the grey of grass, stone, sky and rain โ nothing else admitted, everything flat-filled and cut with hard-edged shadow, no graded blends. Read as ink-and-tone manga, defined shadow shapes doing all the modelling. Catastrophic, electric.
SilverArtist13
1boy, solo, adult male, toned, muscular, silver hair, messy hair, disheveled hair, hair between eyes, hair plastered to face, hair on forehead, hair on cheeks, dirty hair, blood in hair, light grey eyes, heterochromia sclera, dark sclera, grey sclera, left eye dark grey sclera, right eye white sclera, shirtless, topless male, bruises, bruises on body, cuts, bleeding, cut lip, blood from mouth, blood on face, black pants, ripped pants, torn pants, cuts on pants, wounds on legs, cuts on legs, double-edged sword, sword in right hand, grey sword guard, glowing runes, runic engravings, sweaty, wet, wet body, white lightning, electricity, screaming, open mouth, teeth, terrified, angry, scared, left arm amputated, amputated at shoulder, detailed stump, bone visible, blood gush, blood spray, outstretched arm, dark sky, grey sky, black clouds, rain, grey grass, stone tiles, monochromatic, greyscale, flat color, sharp shadows, cinematic lighting, dutch angle, from below, motion lines, sweat drop, trembling, heavy breathing, blood splatter
Shot from below, canted steeply to the right: a single shirtless adult man with a heavy, cut fighter's build fills the frame from thigh to the top of his head, the horizon and his own body tilting down-right with the roll, so that his right side rises toward the top-left corner of the image while his ruined left shoulder drops away from us. His head is flung back and turned a little toward his raised right side, chin up, throat stretched taut โ a scream that has already started: mouth wide open, upper and lower teeth and the dark inside of the mouth fully seen, lips pulled back, a fresh split in the lower lip and a thick thread of blood running from the corner of the mouth down over the jaw and into the hollow of the throat. His brows are dragged down and together hard over wide, wet light-grey irises, the whites shocky and strained; the left eye's sclera is a dark charcoal grey and the right eye's sclera is pure white, an unmistakable asymmetry that reads even through the lashing rain. Silver hair is soaked and destroyed โ soaking wet strands plastered flat to his forehead, hanging in ragged points between his eyes and across the bridge of his nose, glued to both cheeks and to his jawline, the rest clumped and lifted by the storm; the strands are streaked with grey-brown dirt and clotted dark blood.
His right arm is drawn in tight to his ribs and slightly behind the hip, and the long double-edged sword is gripped hard in that right fist, knuckles whitened, blade hanging down and back across the frame edge so that only the lower half of its tapering steel and the flat light-grey crossguard catch the light; fine engraved runic marks chase along the fuller of the blade and glow a cold white-hot where the lightning reaches them, each rune underlining a small halo of light on the wet metal.
His left arm is thrown out and away from the body toward the viewer's left, outstretched as if it were still there โ and it ends at the shoulder. The amputation is at the shoulder joint: a raw detailed stump of torn flesh and stringy muscle at the deltoid, the rounded white head of the humerus glistening at the center of it, ragged skin edges and severed tendon, soaked and slick from the rain, and from it blood leaps out and gushes down in a bright dark arc that breaks up with the rain and spatters down his flank, ribs and hip. His torso is a map of damage โ bruised ribs in mottled patches, shallow and deep cuts crossing the chest, shoulder and belly, thin cuts along the hip bones, blood and sweat running together into the waistband; his black pants are torn open across both thighs and one knee, the ripped cloth saturated dark, and long cuts weal down the visible leg. Every inch of him is soaked, the rain beading and running on the skin, sweat sheeting down the sternum and under the arms, and the wet sheen is what makes the lightning happen: white forks and branching arcs of electricity crawl over his chest, water-slick shoulders, right forearm and clenched sword hand, flaring brighter wherever the skin is wet, reflecting off the blade and the blood, and throwing his own hard-edged shadow crisply onto the ground behind him.
The ground is grey grass given over to patches of flat stone tile, slick and pooling, weeds bent flat under the downpour; the sky is a black-clouded dark grey ceiling bearing down on him, clouds churning, rain streaking across the whole frame in long unbroken diagonal lines. Light comes from the lightning itself, cold and white and close to the body, rimming him hard from the front-left, leaving the underside of his chin, the eye sockets and the hollow of the open mouth in ragged shadow โ and the lightning is what casts those sharp defined shadows, repeating his silhouette in black across the wet grey ground, shivering with every pulse.
Strict monochrome: greys from near-white lightning to pure black, over the grey of grass, stone, sky and rain โ nothing else admitted, everything flat-filled and cut with hard-edged shadow, no graded blends. Read as ink-and-tone manga, defined shadow shapes doing all the modelling. Catastrophic, electric.
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