Arafed man in a blue robe standing next to a bed

Masterpiece, Accurate, Award Winning, Best Quality, Extremely Detailed, 8K, HD, Super-Resolution, Realistic Textured Hair and Skin, Photorealistic. A towering warlock leans against a massive stone pillar, his impossibly broad frame shrouded in deep shadows, only the faint golden flicker of a lantern revealing glimpses of his godlike physique. The dim light catches the thick slabs of his pecs, each muscle casting deep valleys of shadow across his torso, the sharp lines of his abs carved like ancient script. His left arm, wrapped in a golden bracer etched with glowing sigils, rests against the pillar’s worn surface, while his right hand dangles a ceremonial dagger, its obsidian blade humming with residual power. A flowing midnight robe, embroidered with forbidden runes in silver thread, drapes loosely over one shoulder, cascading down his back, barely covering the heavy swell of his glutes. The sash around his waist sits dangerously low, cinching just below his deep-cut v-line, the thin fabric failing to conceal the massive outline beneath. His thick, wavy hair is swept back, revealing a face both regal and primal—razor-sharp cheekbones, a strong, angular jaw, and lips full yet unsmiling, framed by a neatly groomed beard. His eyes, iridescent and reflective like molten gold, burn from beneath heavy brows, catching the flicker of the nearby lantern. His colossal legs, wrapped in tight, enchanted leather, flex subtly, his stance wide and commanding. Black, knee-high boots, adorned with sigil-carved buckles, anchor him to the cold stone floor. Behind him, a heavy velvet curtain barely conceals a sprawling bed covered in silken sheets, embroidered with symbols that pulse faintly in the darkness. A half-emptied goblet of deep crimson liquid rests on a nearby pedestal, its contents thick and ancient, the air still heavy with the aftermath of a spell unfinished.
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Masterpiece, Accurate, Award Winning, Best Quality, Extremely Detailed, 8K, HD, Super-Resolution, Realistic Textured Hair and Skin, Photorealistic. A towering warlock leans against a massive stone pillar, his impossibly broad frame shrouded in deep shadows, only the faint golden flicker of a lantern revealing glimpses of his godlike physique. The dim light catches the thick slabs of his pecs, each muscle casting deep valleys of shadow across his torso, the sharp lines of his abs carved like ancient script. His left arm, wrapped in a golden bracer etched with glowing sigils, rests against the pillar’s worn surface, while his right hand dangles a ceremonial dagger, its obsidian blade humming with residual power. A flowing midnight robe, embroidered with forbidden runes in silver thread, drapes loosely over one shoulder, cascading down his back, barely covering the heavy swell of his glutes. The sash around his waist sits dangerously low, cinching just below his deep-cut v-line, the thin fabric failing to conceal the massive outline beneath. His thick, wavy hair is swept back, revealing a face both regal and primal—razor-sharp cheekbones, a strong, angular jaw, and lips full yet unsmiling, framed by a neatly groomed beard. His eyes, iridescent and reflective like molten gold, burn from beneath heavy brows, catching the flicker of the nearby lantern. His colossal legs, wrapped in tight, enchanted leather, flex subtly, his stance wide and commanding. Black, knee-high boots, adorned with sigil-carved buckles, anchor him to the cold stone floor. Behind him, a heavy velvet curtain barely conceals a sprawling bed covered in silken sheets, embroidered with symbols that pulse faintly in the darkness. A half-emptied goblet of deep crimson liquid rests on a nearby pedestal, its contents thick and ancient, the air still heavy with the aftermath of a spell unfinished.
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