CENTAURA fan art

#勝利の女神:NIKKE #ドロシー

投稿日は Nov 11, 2026

cmk0303

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character: dorothy_(nikke), copyright: goddess_of_victory:_nikke 1girl, dorothy_(nikke), pink hair, very long hair, single side bun, hair bun, purple eyes, wings, bare shoulders, white dress, frilled dress, detached sleeves, upper body, portrait, from front, facing viewer, looking straight ahead, despair, crying, blood tears, streaming tears, blood on cheeks, furrowed brows, trembling lower lip, expressionless eyes, 2boys, soldiers, korean soldiers, wwii, military uniform, helmet, charging, running, rifle held forward, emerging from trench, trench, battlefield, dynamic pose, wide shot, composition, left-right split, intense red, black, silhouette background, high contrast, CENTAURA, another, ONLY THE DEAD HAVE SEEN THE END OF WAR, typography, text overlay, dramatic, tragic A wide horizontal key-visual composition over a background of intense red and black: the ground is a flat field of deep crimson, and behind both groups a black silhouette mass rises like a torn ridge, its ragged edge cutting diagonally down from upper right to middle left. In the upper left corner the word "CENTAURA" is set in large, hard-edged capital lettering, pale bone-white, sitting flat on the red field so that its baseline parallels the top edge of the frame; directly beneath it, much smaller, the single word "another" is set in the same letterform at roughly a quarter of the size, tracking wide. In the upper right corner, set small in thin condensed capitals, the line "ONLY THE DEAD HAVE SEEN THE END OF WAR" runs flat along the top margin in bone-white, aligned to the right edge, no larger than a caption. Left of center, occupying the middle-left third of the frame, a young woman is cropped at the shoulders: the bottom edge of the image cuts her clean across the collarbone and upper chest, so only her head, throat and the tops of her bare shoulders are present. She faces the viewer squarely, head level, both eyes open and fixed straight ahead into the lens. Her face is wrecked with despair: brows drawn up and pinched at the center, eyelids held wide though the eyes have gone flat and glassy, mouth slack and slightly open with the lower lip trembling. From beneath both lower lids two thick streams of blood run down, glossy and dark, tracking over her cheekbones and running in unbroken lines to her jaw, where they bead and drip from her chin; the skin around each stream is smeared a wet pink where the blood has mixed with tears. Her hair is long and pink, gathered into a single side bun high on one side of her head, the rest of it falling in a heavy sheet past her shoulders and out of the crop at the bottom; two pale feathered wings rise behind her shoulders, their tips folded in against her back and cut off by the top and left edges of the frame. She wears a white frilled dress with detached sleeves, the frilled neckline and the bare curve of both shoulders showing above the crop; the fabric and her hair are both tinted by the red field, their whites gone rose on the side turned toward the center of the image. Her shoulders are drawn slightly inward, her throat tight with a swallowed breath, and she does not lift a hand. On the right side of the frame, from center-right to the right edge, a squad of WWII-era Korean soldiers bursts up out of a trench. The trench lip runs as a dark jagged horizontal across the lower right, earth thrown up along it in clods, and the men are caught in the instant of climbing out: one in the foreground has his boot planted on the lip mid-stride, knee bent, rifle clutched two-handed across his chest with the barrel angled forward; behind and beside him three more rise in staggered depth, helmets low, one with a hand braced on the parapet, another already running with his weapon at his hip, a fourth only a helmet and shoulder breaking the earth behind them. Their uniforms are olive-drab gone almost black in the silhouette light, and the rim of each helmet and each shoulder catches a thin hard line of red from the central glow, so the squad reads as a row of dark shapes edged in fire. All of their heads are turned forward and slightly toward the center of the frame, none of them looking at the woman; she looks only at the viewer, and the space between them stays empty red. The light comes from a single source at the center of the frame, a hot red glow low between the two groups, so that both the woman's face and the soldiers' helmets are lit from the inner side and their outer edges fall into black; there is no other illumination, and beyond the red field the black shapes have no detail. Palette is restricted to blood red, black, bone-white lettering and the desaturated olive of the uniforms, with the woman's pink hair and white dress pulled into the red. The blood streams on her face are the only wet, glossy highlights in the picture and they catch the central glow as narrow specular lines. Tragic, monumental.

CENTAURA fan art

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