In the heart of a brewing storm, a lone figure emerges — fierce, unyielding, and cloaked in the raw energy of the elements. His eyes, now glowing with blinding blue light, are no longer ordinary. They speak of a power ancient and untamed, awakened after years of silence. The sky roars above him, lightning dances across his skin, drawn to him like a forgotten god reborn.
Wearing nothing but a simple yellow sweatshirt, he stands unfazed amidst the chaos. His expression is one of cold determination, forged by inner conflict and an untold past. He was once a man of flesh and doubt — now, he is something more. A force of nature. A vessel of thunder.
Every surge of electricity that crackles around him tells a story. A story of pain, transformation, and purpose. The world may not be ready for what he’s about to become. But the storm has chosen him — and through its fury, he shall rise.
He is no longer running from who he was. He’s charging toward who he’s meant to be.