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A lone futuristic desGot, he wears an augmented reality SPY snowboarding like goggles. a beautiful, a teen boy in worn, digital military armor walks through a high-end, futuristic digital city where he clearly doesn’t belong: A lone, strikingly beautiful young teen-boy with emo-styled, choppy blond hair streaked with black highlights walks through a sleek, ultra-modern digital metropolis--glowing skyscrapers of chrome and glass stretch into a sky laced with floating traffic lanes, projected ads, and pulsing neon in every direction. His digital camouflage military armor is worn, scratched, and torn from past battles, flickering occasionally with broken cloaking tech. The armor doesn’t match the polished world around him--it’s gritty, outdated, sand-blasted. A rugged hooded scarf-cape, torn and scorched, clings to him in the artificial breeze of the city’s climate vents. His lips are red and glossy, with a small lip piercing glinting under high-frequency LED billboards. His pale skin contrasts with the deep blue glow of his intense, calculating eyes. He wears a cracked AR visor, connected to damaged neural implants, still managing to project high-resolution HUD elements in full color--navigation maps, system warnings, flickering alerts. Transparent holograms spin and distort around him as he walks beneath surveillance drones that briefly pause, scan him, then move on. From a FPV drone cam angle, the camera follows him low and close, capturing heat distortion from nearby exhaust vents, and reflections of corporate banners glitching across the curvature of his lens. As he walks deeper, clean citizens in sleek synthetic outfits give him side glances--some confused, some afraid, others indifferent. He’s clearly an outsider. A ghost from a war-torn world walking into pristine, augmented perfection. Behind him, a stealth recon drone hovers silently, its lens trained on him, feeding encrypted data into his half-functional visor. The deeper he walks into the neon-bathed core of the city, the more the tension builds--he doesn’t belong here, but he walks like he has a mission. Mood: A blend of Akira, Elysium, and Blade Runner 2049--hyperreal, atmospheric, rich in texture and cinematic lighting. The digital elegance of the city contrasts brutally with the young teen boy, battle-worn appearance. Prompt Style Tags: Ultra-detailed, FPV drone cam, cinematic lighting, worn digital armor, hyper-realism, outsider in utopia, holographic HUD elements, neon reflections, high contrast between character and environment. DUNE x FOUNDATION x GHOST RECON in raw visual fusion. You’re wearing a rugged augmented reality headset, like a high-tech snowboarding visor--dust-scratched and sun-glared. Through the lens, digital elements flicker in full color, parallel to your movements, floating with subtle parallax as you tilt and turn your head. Navigation trails thread across the sand, traced by faint glowing lines. A blinking red icon follows your left periphery. Every time you move, the interface follows, lagging just slightly, like the headset is barely keeping up. Dust and lens-flare streak your vision. Above, your personal drone shadows you, scanning terrain, relaying heat signatures to your visor’s corner. The wind tears at your scarf, rips sand across your armor, and you keep moving--silent, focused, surviving. Everything is hyperreal: grit in your fingers.. You are an young boy soldier in a future that has forgotten you--haunting the dunes in search of meaning or shelter.
