In a neo- noir setting, N1C0L3V, a woman with vibrant green hair cascading down her back like a lush forest, stands against the gritty brick wall of an abandoned warehouse bathed in the dim, sultry glow of a single neon sign. Dressed in a customized leather trench coat adorned with intricate metal spikes and glowing cybernetic accents, she poses confidently with one hand on her hip and the other holding a sleek silver cane that crackles with electrical energy. Her piercing blue eyes scan the night as she exudes an air of mystery and power, embodying the enigmatic allure of a futuristic femme fatale