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In the shadow of a monolithic skyscraper, a tall, olive-skinned man in an asymmetrical, high-collared coat flicks open a lighter, igniting the tip of a sleek black cigarette. His hair, a tousled mess of deep auburn waves, falls over one eye, partially obscuring the thin, luminous scar that runs from his temple to his jawline. His coat, made of some futuristic, iridescent fabric, shifts between deep blues and purples under the harsh glow of the streetlights. Underneath, a high-necked mesh shirt reveals a hint of the intricate ink that coils up his throat—designs that look almost alive under the right lighting. A silver chain hangs from his belt, looping around to a pocket where a knife, custom-made and gleaming, is barely hidden. The rain is just starting to fall, soft at first, then heavier, turning the pavement into a mirror of neon reflections. He exhales a slow stream of smoke, watching as the mist curls around his fingers like it knows him. Somewhere behind him, a deal is going bad, but he doesn’t turn around. His presence alone is enough to keep the night in check. , detailed background Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp, , <lora:aesthetical-000003:0.15><lora:aidmaNSFWunlock-FLUX-PonyStyle-v0.1:0.15><lora:Flux-jijia:0.1><lora:GLSHS:0.6>