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Prompt Inside a cramped, neon-lit locker room drowned in deep purple glow, the man stands in a rage-fueled stance, eyes wide and fists clenched. A low mechanical growl fills the space. Suddenly, a tear opens in the air above him — electric orange lightning crackles downward like claws. His body twitches as invisible forces grip him. The fur-lined jacket lifts off his shoulders in zero gravity, shredded midair by ultraviolet pulses. His skin ripples as metallic shards rise from beneath — titanium plates form over his arms, while his jaw gains glowing etchings like a ritual mask. Purple flames coil around his legs and explode outward. In place of his face, a golden reflective mask forms, fracturing like kaleidoscope glass with every expression. The final form? A brutalist glam warrior: asymmetrical armor, exaggerated shoulder spikes made of molten chrome, and a levitating crystal halo of red and blue chaos above his head. Lockers around him begin to melt, warping from the sheer intensity of the transformation. 
