

Every line and loop feels intentional, like a curse carved through art, but overlaid with decaying textures that blur the divine into madness.
The symmetry of pattern becomes a trap as the harmony becomes its discord, where nothing is clean and everything breathes with quiet malice.
Colors are rarely safe as high-contrast monochrome forms the base, ruptured by sudden bursts of aggressive hues.
Looks great so i will give it a try, i've been looking for some new lora's to try out so let's see how it goes, thank you for the trial man.

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