PROMPT:
In the dark of a shattered metropolis, a glowing neon underbelly pulses with an eerie, electric rhythm, as if the very streets themselves were alive and warning of an imminent catastrophe, amidst twisted, ravaged skyscrapers that pierce the smog-choked sky like jagged teeth, where holographic advertisements writhe like restless spirits, beckoning survivors to succumb to the allure of artificial paradise, and in the heart of this forsaken realm, a lone, hooded figure emerges, bathed in the fiery glow of a dying, cybernetic sun, with eyes that burn like embers of defiance, as vibrant colors clash and swirl around them, a kaleidoscope of toxic greens, blazing oranges, and fiery yellows that conjure a world on the precipice of chaos, where the last remnants of humanity struggle to survive amidst the ravages of a catastrophic, high-tech downfall.
