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Ultra-realistic cinematic concept art, full-body wide shot of a Moroccan man in his late 20s seated on a massive throne of ruins. He has warm light brown skin, no beard, a clean-shaven face with a medium taper fade and a buzz cut. His expression is powerful, cold, direct — eyes locked on the viewer with intensity and pain. His body language is grounded and dominant: feet spread, elbows resting hard on carved throne arms, posture that blends street realism with royal command. The throne is not traditional — it is a hybrid of ancient Moroccan imperial ruins and post-apocalyptic urban wreckage. Formed from fractured marble blocks, scorched books, rusted rebar, shattered minaret tiles, broken TV monitors, and gold-inlaid ruins, with cracks and vines growing through it. Behind the throne, arches partially collapsed, lined with torn drapery and melted metal. The structure screams both legacy and collapse — a king forged from chaos. The artist wears a reinvented Moroccan royal war outfit: A long, tailored black trench coat, shaped like a regal robe but made from military-grade ballistic fabric, Embroidered in faded gold zellige patterns along the sleeves, shoulders, and hem. Underneath: a cracked body armor chestplate engraved with Amazigh symbols and Islamic geometric lines. On his shoulders: a torn deep red velvet cape, flowing like a fallen banner, frayed and dirtied. His legs wear matte dark trousers with subtle armored plating, tucked into weathered black leather boots, heavy and scratched from survival. His fingers wear steel rings with tribal and ruined motifs, chipped, not decorative — symbols of survival. Around his head: a fractured iron-gold crown, forged from scrap metal and twisted antique gold — sharp, asymmetrical, glowing subtly. It’s dented, weighted, and war-torn — not for glory, but legacy. Background / Environment: The backdrop shows the ruins of a Moroccan city — think Casablanca or Rabat in collapse. Cracked high-rises leaning, burnt-out satellite dishes, graffiti-covered walls, warped domes and arches barely standing. In the sky: a golden-orange sunset bleeds through massive storm clouds, with shafts of cinematic light piercing across the dust. Ash particles drift in the air. A half-burned Moroccan flag is faintly visible fluttering from a collapsed radio tower far behind the throne. Ground textures include broken tiles, scattered cassette tapes, spilled tea glasses, cracked pavement with Arabic writing faded beneath dust. Typography: The album title “Trône sur les Ruines” appears in large serif cracked gold metallic text, clean, minimal, and powerful. Placement: top left or bottom right corner of the composition. Optional effect: subtle emboss or cracked texture across the lettering. Color Palette: Ash Grey Coal Black Moroccan Red Bronze Gold Dusk Orange Storm Blue Desert Sand Mood Tags: Royal rage, fallen empire, poetic survival, legacy from pain, king of nothing turned king of everything, cinematic Moroccan realism. Style Tags (for PromptHero / Leonardo): Ultra-realistic, hyper-detailed, full-body cinematic portrait, Moroccan man, brutalist throne, post-apocalyptic ruins, storm light, dramatic shadows, royal streetwear, warrior king aesthetic, poster quality, wide-angle. Inspiration: Yeezus by Kanye West, Live.Love.A$AP, French war photography, dystopian film concept art, Moroccan imperial architecture, 7liwa & Booba attitude.

5 minutes ago

Album Cover for: “Trône sur les Ruines” Format: Wide shot, full body, cinematic environment, poster-quality Ultra-realistic cinematic concept art of a Moroccan man in his late 20s — light brown skin, clean-shaven, with a short buzz cut and medium taper fade — sitting proudly and powerfully on a massive brutalist throne. His body language is heavy and dominant: legs planted wide, elbows on knees, hands gripping the throne armrests. His eyes lock directly onto the viewer — serious, furious, proud. His expression carries the weight of survival and leadership born through chaos. He looks like a street king forged in war, not luxury. The throne is enormous, crafted from cracked concrete, twisted rebar, scorched books, shattered electronics, rusted weapons, and destroyed satellite parts — a symbolic fusion of revolution and ruin. It sits atop rubble and ash. Behind him, the destroyed skyline of a Moroccan city: burned buildings, collapsed domes, broken antennas, crumbling high-rises, graffiti-scarred walls. A torn Moroccan flag flutters in the distance, hanging from a bent metal pole. The man wears a modern warrior-royalty outfit: a long dark trench coat made from military fabric, lined with faded golden Moroccan embroidery (zellige patterns), a worn bulletproof vest underneath, armored combat pants with tactical straps, and black scratched leather boots. A tattered deep red cloak is thrown over one shoulder. On his chest, a bent metal star medal — not shiny, but earned. His crown is raw and symbolic: cracked gold fused with rusted iron, dented like it survived fire — resting slightly tilted on his head. The sky is cinematic: thick storm clouds rolling in, deep greys and purples, with one sharp beam of golden-orange light breaking through — hope after destruction. Ash and dust drift in the air, adding texture and motion. Typography: “Trône sur les Ruines” in cracked gold serif font, minimalist, sharp, placed bottom right or top left. Color palette: Ash grey, Moroccan red, coal black, bronze gold, burnt orange, storm blue. Mood: Powerful, apocalyptic, victorious. A portrait of survival and reclaimed legacy. Style: Cinematic, ultra-detailed, wide angle, poster-quality realism. Inspired by Yeezus, French war photojournalism, LiveLoveA$AP, and dystopian street rebellion aesthetics. — full body shot, wide angle, cinematic composition, Moroccan ruins in full view, background visible, throne fully visible, urban destruction, ash particles, crown visible, golden light from clouds, no blur, no fantasy, hyper-detailed, realistic lighting, gritty textures

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Ultra-realistic cinematic concept art. A Moroccan man in his late 20s — light brown skin, clean-shaven, with a medium taper fade and short buzz cut — sits like a war general on a massive brutalist throne. His posture is wide, grounded, dominant — elbows on knees, hands gripping the armrests, back slightly leaned forward. His stare is cold, intense, straight at the camera — full of rage, pride, and survivor’s energy. He’s not passive — he looks like a king who built his seat out of war and betrayal. His outfit is modern and militarized: a long, armored trench coat made from black ballistic fabric, with worn gold Moroccan zellige embroidery lining the edges. Underneath, a cracked bulletproof vest and tactical gear. Black matte combat pants with heavy metal buckle accents, worn military boots with scratches and ash dust. Over one shoulder, a torn red cloak drapes like a fallen banner. A twisted gold-and-iron crown rests slightly tilted on his head — sharp, heavy, forged in fire, cracked but solid. Throne: Built from jagged concrete, rusted rebar, melted steel, broken glass, crushed surveillance cameras, and scorched books. Symbols of a world destroyed. Cracks run through the structure like veins. This is not fantasy — it’s brutalism. The throne is earned, not given. Environment: Apocalyptic ruins of a Moroccan city — think Casablanca after collapse. In the background: crumbling satellite towers, twisted metal, burnt-out walls. A half-burned Moroccan flag hangs loose on a collapsed building. Above, dark storm clouds churn. A golden-orange ray of light breaks through in the far distance like distant hope. Ash and dust swirl in the foreground. Typography: “Trône sur les Ruines” in cracked gold serif type, sharp and regal, placed in top left or bottom right corner. Minimalist, clean, powerful. Color Palette: Coal black, ash grey, Moroccan red, bronze gold, burnt orange, steel blue. Mood: Masculine, raw, victorious. A king born from ruins. Survival with honor. Street-born legacy. No softness — all grit and power. Style: Cinematic lighting, high contrast, ultra-detailed textures. Poster-ready. Influenced by Yeezus, The Blueprint, LiveLoveA$AP, 7liwa, and old French war photography. -- full-body composition, harsh shadows, wide angle, Moroccan ruins in background, torn flag visible, crown in frame, cinematic scale, no softness, no fantasy, pure street royalty

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Ultra-realistic cinematic concept art. A Moroccan man in his late 20s — clean-shaven, sharp jawline, medium taper fade with short buzz cut — sits powerfully on a brutalist throne made from cracked concrete, scorched books, rusted rebar, shattered satellite dishes, and melted tech debris. His gaze is direct, heavy, serious — full of rage, loss, and pride. His posture is grounded, kinglike, a man forged by betrayal, not crowned by privilege. He wears a modern Moroccan warrior-king outfit: a long charcoal-black trench coat made from military fabric, faded gold zellige embroidery lining the cuffs and edges. Beneath, a worn cracked bulletproof vest. His matte-black pants have rugged metal strap accents, and dusty combat boots show battlewear. Over his shoulder, a torn deep red cloak — like a fallen flag turned royal cape. A rusted metallic star medal is pinned to his chest. His fingers are covered with chipped steel rings — no shine, just scars. A fractured crown of gold and iron rests on his head — dented, sharp, powerful. Not ceremonial, but forged from ruin and defiance. It’s heavy, symbolic — a burden earned. Background: Ruined Moroccan cityscape — crumbling domes, broken concrete walls, twisted rebar, burnt-out cars, and collapsed towers. A half-burned Moroccan flag hangs in the back, fluttering from a broken wall. The sky is layered with storm clouds — ash grey, storm blue, deep purples. A golden-orange light pierces the clouds in the distance like hope. Ash particles drift in the foreground, cinematic. Typography: “Trône sur les Ruines” in large cracked metallic gold serif font — clean but weathered. Top left or bottom right. Regal, minimal, poetic. Color Palette: Coal black, ash grey, Moroccan red, storm blue, bronze gold, burnt orange, dusty beige. Mood: Royalty born from survival. Pain turned into power. Cinematic, violent, majestic, tragic. Style: Ultra-detailed, dramatic lighting, high contrast, hyper-realistic rendering. Poster-quality. Influenced by Yeezus, The Blueprint, LiveLoveA$AP, and French war photography. -- full body shot, cinematic composition, wide angle, throne fully visible, Moroccan flag visible in background, apocalyptic setting, dramatic shadows, golden light, storm clouds, ash drifting, rule of thirds framing