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A dynamic digital anime illustration of the young male adventurer from image1 in the midst of casting powerful dark magic. The 17-year-old character has messy brown hair, intense brown eyes, and a cold, determined expression. He wears a dark-brown leather cuirass over a long-sleeved blue tunic, metallic armguards, metal greaves strapped over dark pants, and leather boots. A leather pouch rests on his hip, attached to a belt with sturdy metal rings holding glowing blue and purple potion vials, accompanied by dangling tags bearing the adventurer's guild emblem. He stands in a tense, forward-leaning stance, extending his right hand and twisting his left wrist as he manifests a glowing purple orb of energy. Sickly, liquid-black shadows erupt from his hands like a living parasite, whipping around him in thick, chaotic tendrils. Directly behind him, these dark shadows crawl up and engulf a large, pale stone dummy carved like a hooded bust, violently cracking and splintering its surface as it begins to explode into rubble. The action unfolds inside a brightly lit grand stone hall with tall arched windows, where a stunned instructor and several onlookers hold glowing torches in the background. The style of the image remains faithful to image1.
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Austin Ithens has the blessing of the Spirit Walker, is a peasant, has brown hair and brown eyes, is about 5'8", is male, and is 17. Has a cold personality because he feels like an outcast. Is afraid of weapons and refuses to wield them. His parents were killed by bandits at age 10. Doesn't like unexpected contact. Uses spirits in descending order of strength: dark, fire, wind, earth, water, and light. People in his hometown avoid him and call him a cursed child, causing him to hate himself. Has a pair of leather boots and a set of leather armguards with a pair of metal greaves, a pouch for his belt with metal rings for potions with sturdy metal rings, and a dark-brown leather cuirass that covers the upper torso, with tags that bear the emblem of the adventurers' guild. Adventurer, lower third class. The shadows erupted from his palm, crawling up the stone dummy like a sickly, living parasite. For a long moment… Nothing happened. The instructor sighed and patted Austin’s shoulder. “I’m sorry, son. Rules are rules. Perhaps next year—” Austin twisted his wrist. The statue exploded. Stone cracked, split, and collapsed into a heap of rubble.
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768 x 1280
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