In the heart of a massive volcanic chasm, a colossal humanoid figure—half stone, half molten lava—stands at an ancient forge. Its enormous form radiates heat and power, glowing cracks in its rocky body pulsating like veins of molten fire. The titan’s hammer strikes a blade the size of a mountain, sending bursts of fiery sparks into the air like radiant fireworks, illuminating the cavern with flashes of orange and gold. Around the forge, rivers of magma flow sluggishly, their fiery glow reflecting on the cavern walls, creating an intense, otherworldly atmosphere. Steam and ash rise from the molten rivers, swirling chaotically in the stifling heat. The sound of the titan’s hammer echoes through the vast chamber, a thunderous rhythm that resonates like the heartbeat of the earth itself. The blade glows red-hot on the anvil, its surface carved with intricate runes that pulse faintly with energy. The titan pauses, gazing at its unfinished creation with glowing eyes that seem to hold the weight of millennia. Its face, carved with cracks of molten light, is stern and resolute, as though the forge’s purpose is etched into its very being. The cavern is vast and filled with the relics of past creations—giant weapons and tools half-buried in the volcanic floor. The air is thick with heat shimmer, distorting the scene slightly and adding to the surreal, mythical quality of the forge. The entire composition is dramatic and grand, a cinematic tableau of raw elemental power and ancient craftsmanship
在一个巨大的火山口的中心,一个巨大的人形人物-一半是石头,一半是熔岩-站在一个古老的锻炉上。它巨大的形式散发着热量和能量,岩石体内的发光裂缝像熔火的静脉一样脉动。泰坦的锤子击中了一座山大小的刀片,将一阵阵炽热的火花像光芒四射的烟花一样散发到空中,用橙色和金色的闪光照亮了洞穴。在锻工周围