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In a mist-choked field of tall, damp grass, hundreds of deformed infant-like skulls lie half-buried in the earth, their pale surfaces glistening with decay. At the center, a monstrous fetus the size of a human child sleeps with its mouth half-open, its skin wrinkled, fused with roots and flesh, as if it was grown by the soil itself. The atmosphere is thick with dread and silence, the sky above swirling with green-gray clouds, casting a sickly hue over the scene. This is the womb of a forgotten god—where failed creations rot and the last divine embryo dreams of awakening. Style Tags (optional): • dark fantasy • cinematic horror • biological horror • foggy landscape • post-religious mythos …fused with tangled umbilical cords, veins like vines, and the soft pulsing glow of bioluminescent tissues beneath translucent skin. A cloaked figure stands frozen at the edge of the field, eyes wide as they witness the source of all corruption—the sleeping god-child at the heart of the womb.