(1girl:1.3), no cat features, human, normal ears, realistic physique

(1girl:1.3), no cat features, human, normal ears, realistic physique, black hair, long hair soaked by rain, red glowing spiral pupils, pale skin, glowing detailed eyes, intense facial expression — firm, furious, tired of it all. She wears a dark oversized coat falling off her shoulders, soaked and heavy, revealing her collarbones and upper arms. Underneath, punk-inspired, tight clothing shows her legs with bold yet tasteful style — rebellious but never vulgar. Her pose is distant and grounded — kneeling alone, further back in the frame, full body visible. Elbows resting on her knees, hands relaxed. Her head is slightly turned toward the camera, her eyes locked onto the viewer with a fierce, unyielding expression. No seduction, no sadness — only pure rage and power held in silence. A spectral purple crown floats above her, flickering like a cursed flame. Her body is surrounded by a burning violet aura (1.6), pulsing with mystical energy. Around her, shadowy specters rise from the alley — humanoid wraiths with flickering purple-blue eyes, glitching like digital ghosts. Some crouch. Others loom behind like dark guardians. The Tokyo alley she kneels in is tight, deep, and violently neon-lit — cracked pavement, broken holograms, burnt-out vending machines, walls covered in graffiti, slashed posters, exposed wires. Flames burn from trash heaps and shattered signs. Electrical sparks and green-purple fire scatter across the space. A large puddle of rainwater reflects everything — her aura, crown, specters, burning chaos, and vibrant signs above. The rain falls fast and heavy, coating every surface with reflections. The entire scene is bathed in neon purple, blue, and green — glowing from signs, cables, and smoke. There’s no darkness hiding detail — the lighting is bright and dramatic, making every ember, crack, droplet, and glow crystal clear. The chaos is illuminated fully. The world is burning, and she is its only ancho

(1girl:1.3), no cat features, human, normal ears, realistic physique, black hair, long hair soaked by rain, red glowing spiral pupils, pale skin, glowing detailed eyes, intense facial expression — firm, furious, tired of it all. She wears a dark oversized coat falling off her shoulders, soaked and heavy, revealing her collarbones and upper arms. Underneath, punk-inspired, tight clothing shows her legs with bold yet tasteful style — rebellious but never vulgar. Her pose is distant and grounded — kneeling alone, further back in the frame, full body visible. Elbows resting on her knees, hands relaxed. Her head is slightly turned toward the camera, her eyes locked onto the viewer with a fierce, unyielding expression. No seduction, no sadness — only pure **rage and power** held in silence. A **spectral purple crown** floats above her, flickering like a cursed flame. Her body is surrounded by a **burning violet aura** (1.6), pulsing with mystical energy. Around her, **shadowy specters** rise from the alley — humanoid wraiths with flickering purple-blue eyes, glitching like digital ghosts. Some crouch. Others loom behind like dark guardians. The Tokyo alley she kneels in is **tight, deep, and violently neon-lit** — cracked pavement, broken holograms, burnt-out vending machines, walls covered in graffiti, slashed posters, exposed wires. Flames burn from trash heaps and shattered signs. **Electrical sparks and green-purple fire scatter across the space.** A **large puddle of rainwater** reflects **everything** — her aura, crown, specters, burning chaos, and vibrant signs above. The rain falls fast and heavy, coating every surface with reflections. The entire scene is bathed in **neon purple, blue, and green** — glowing from signs, cables, and smoke. There’s **no darkness hiding detail** — the lighting is **bright and dramatic**, making every ember, crack, droplet, and glow **crystal clear**. The chaos is illuminated fully. The world is burning, and she is its only ancho

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