Neon Oracle: Whispers of Fate - flux.1 schnell

In a dimly lit, rain-soaked alley of a sprawling cyberpunk metropolis, a cybernetic oracle, adorned with intricate circuitry and glowing tattoos, stands amidst swirling neon shadows that dance like phantoms. Her eyes, luminous and piercing, reflect the vibrant hues of electric blue and pulsating magenta, casting an ethereal glow on her metallic skin. Wisps of steam rise from the ground, illuminated by flickering holographic advertisements that flicker in and out of focus, creating a surreal atmosphere. The air is thick with the scent of ozone and the distant hum of drones overhead. Around her, fragmented reflections of the cityscape shimmer in puddles, while the oracle's voice, a melodic blend of human warmth and mechanical resonance, whispers ancient truths that echo through the night, inviting the curious and the lost to seek their destinies in the chaos of neon-lit dreams.