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A stunning punk girl, her jet-black hair streaked with flames, donning black leather armor, creeps through the charred remains of a once-thriving metropolis. The crimson sky above casts an eerie glow on her determined face, her eyes fixed intently on the horizon as she stalks the desolate wasteland. Ashen ruins stretch out before her, smoldering embers and twisted metal debris scattered like skeletal fingers. The air is heavy with smoke and desperation.

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