SFW,PG, A neon desert stretches endlessly, but instead of sand, it’s composed of microchips and silicon dust, shifting in slow waves like an ocean frozen in time. Jagged ruins rise from the dunes—once the cities of humanity, now overtaken by luminous vines made of glowing quantum tendrils. At the heart of the wasteland, an impossible sight—a floating oasis of data, where rivers of liquid algorithms flow over the cracked earth, forming shimmering waterfalls of cascading code. Towering trees, their trunks made of pulsating fiber optics, reach toward an artificial sun—a vast sphere of condensed information, radiating warmth despite being made of pure knowledge. A nomad, dressed in a cloak woven from nanothreads, approaches the oasis, guided by a floating orb—a sentient AI companion, its spherical body displaying flickering fragments of forgotten histories. The nomad kneels, dipping their hands into the data-stream, and suddenly visions explode behind their eyes—memories of lost civilizations, encrypted secrets buried in the wasteland. The oasis is not just water. It is the last backup of the Old World—a cybernetic ark waiting to be decoded, reborn
female nudity, partial nudity, NSFW,mutated hands, poorly drawn hands, missing fingers, extra fingers, fused fingers
