A menacing, cyberpunk assassin in a black tactical suit with a grotesque, toothy stomach, standing in a dim industrial corridor.

A mid-20s male assassin in a sleek, futuristic tactical suit designed by a secret organization. The suit is matte black, carbon-fiber weave, skin-tight but muscular, with faint hexagonal plating across the chest and abdomen. His mask is a faceless black faceplate with two cold gray lenses, sharp angular cheek structure visible beneath, mouth slit ridged like vents. Broad shoulders, lean muscular frame, compact and agile. A detachable asymmetrical cloak drapes across one side, breaking up his silhouette, whispering like shadow. His forearms have reinforced gauntlets with hidden knife sheaths and data-slot tech, a faint glow from embedded sensors. Around his stomach the armor subtly bulges, reinforced with flexible lattice panels, hinting at grotesque experimental reinforcement. Steam vents faintly from seams along the ribs, like his body is smoldering inside the suit. A tactical belt loaded with compact drones, knives, poisons, and sleek holsters for pistols. Boots reinforced but agile, ribbed soles for climbing. He stands in a dim industrial corridor, half-lit, cloak trailing, posture like a coiled predator ready to strike. Atmosphere is cyberpunk, dark, and menacing—like a living weapon born of cruel experiments. See more