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$((EXTREME QUALITY)), ((RAW Ultra 4K)), ((Masterpiece)), ((Ultra Cinematic)), ((Dark Ronin Aesthetic)), ((Frontal View)), ((Blood-Stained)), ((Broken Armor)), ((Cinematic Lighting)), ((Ashes and Smoke)), ((Red Glow Background)), ((Wounded Warrior)), ((Face the Viewer)), ((Blood Dripping From Cracked Helmet)) Ronin Iron Man stands facing the viewer head-on in the ruins of a burning village. His armor is torn and bloodied — shoulder plating missing, chest armor shattered, revealing a flickering arc reactor. A deep crack runs through his helmet, from which **fresh blood is dripping slowly**, staining the already damaged metal. His left cybernetic eye glows ominously through the fractured mask, while the rest of his face is shadowed and smeared with blood. His stance is still, yet heavy — the quiet fury of a man who no longer has anything left to save. A single katana hilt is seen protruding over one shoulder. One hand drips blood, the other grips the blade tightly. His tattered straw cloak drapes loosely, catching the cinders swirling in the smoky, ash-filled air. The background is lit by the slow burn of destruction — glowing embers rising like the last breath of a dying world. This is not a warrior coming to fight — it is a ghost returning to end it all.$

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((EXTREME QUALITY)), ((RAW Ultra 4K)), ((Masterpiece)), ((Ultra Cinematic)), ((Dark Ronin Aesthetic)), ((Frontal View)), ((Blood-Stained)), ((Broken Armor)), ((Cinematic Lighting)), ((Ashes and Smoke)), ((Red Glow Background)), ((Wounded Warrior)), ((Face the Viewer)), ((Blood Dripping From Cracked Helmet)) Ronin Iron Man stands facing the viewer head-on in the ruins of a burning village. His armor is torn and bloodied — shoulder plating missing, chest armor shattered, revealing a flickering arc reactor. A deep crack runs through his helmet, from which **fresh blood is dripping slowly**, staining the already damaged metal. His left cybernetic eye glows ominously through the fractured mask, while the rest of his face is shadowed and smeared with blood. His stance is still, yet heavy — the quiet fury of a man who no longer has anything left to save. A single katana hilt is seen protruding over one shoulder. One hand drips blood, the other grips the blade tightly. His tattered straw cloak drapes loosely, catching the cinders swirling in the smoky, ash-filled air. The background is lit by the slow burn of destruction — glowing embers rising like the last breath of a dying world. This is not a warrior coming to fight — it is a ghost returning to end it all.

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