A grotesque, pulsating monolith of fused human bodies writhes in eternal agony, a towering mass of sinew, bone, and torn flesh, dripping thick black ichor into a sea of coagulated blood below. The twisted limbs and eyeless faces stretch unnaturally, mouths frozen in silent, horrific screams as their skin peels in sinewy strands, revealing exposed nerves twitching beneath. Rusted barbed chains pierce through the mass, suspending it midair, each link digging deep into bleeding flesh, causing violent spasms with every strained movement. At the base, a colossal, malformed figure with skeletal wings emerges, its flayed torso exposing erratically pulsing organs barely clinging to life. The blood- drenched ground radiates unnatural heat, filling the air with the scent of burning fat and decay. Above, the sky churns with deep crimson and abyssal black, a vortex of shrieking wraiths reaching downward with skeletal hands, drawn to the suffering below. Distorted whispers and guttural wails weave into a cacophony of suffering, an endless symphony of despair. Every element is drenched in hyper- detailed, visceral gore, a nightmarish horror carved from the marrow of the damned
blurry, low quality, worst quality, bad hands,
