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A time-warped gunslinger, his long duster coated in the dust of centuries, stands in the ruins of an ancient battlefield. In one hand, he twirls a six-shooter that glows with flickering orange runes, the bullets inside crafted from the frozen moments of fallen warriors. His other hand, wrapped in a gauntlet etched with shifting clockwork sigils, clenches into a fist as the timeline around him fractures like glass. , pinkpixelicious, aidmamj6.1,