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MjScar-V2-3 kennethwongcl MjScar Half-dead in the wasteland of steel and cement Like a failed experiment I'm a phantom of flesh and fantasy A machine with a soul in agony Is there anything left to save of me Be my remedy best quality:1.3 highres:1 detailed:1.3 incredible:1.3 perfect:1.3 perfection:1.3 volume cover art:0 illustration:1.3 art by artist yoji shinkawa and artist todd mcfarlane and artist kentaro miura more_details mjscar_v3 Half dead in a wasteland of steel and concrete like a failed experiment I am a phantom of flesh and fantasy what else can save me as my remedy High Definition: 1 by yoji shinkawa and todd mcfarlane and kentaro miura lora:more_details:0.5 psychedelic horror wet matted hair deformed face looking over at viewer with a rotted broken missing teeth grin blinded sunken cloudy eyes Disgusting deformed and rotten old witch hag ladies creeping in the shadows off-center in the distance in the dark hunched back wearing moldy tattered rags body horror red glowing hollow five stars sigil floating above head creepy nighttime suburbs setting midnight mjscar_v23 colorful whimsical A dark eerie landscape that exudes an air of creepy foreboding. The setting is a dilapidated animal den littered with the remains of long-dead creatures and overgrown with twisted thorny vines. The walls of the den are constructed from ancient moss-covered stones their jagged edges and worn surfaces revealing the countless scratches and claw marks left behind by countless generations of animals. The den is partially open to the sky allowing for a dim greenish light to filter through the thick canopy of gnarled trees overhead. The ground is littered with bones and fur as if a great battle had taken place here in the not-too-distant past. A pungent musky smell fills the air hinting at the presence of large predators that still roam these lands. In the center of the den a large putrid pool of stagnant water bubbles and steams its murky depths home to untold horrors. The surrounding foliage is thick with creepers and vines twisting and tangling around anything they can cling to creating a dense impenetrable barrier that seems to block out all hope of escape. Oil painting by Jean-François Millet by Gustave Courbet