A lone figure stands amidst the ruins of a collapsing battlefield, cloak torn and whipping in the storm of shadows. The night sky is torn apart by a colossal sphere of light, expanding outward like an atomic blast frozen in time, distorting the air with heat and raw energy. Debris, shattered stone, and ash spiral around in midair as if gravity itself is breaking. On the scorched earth beneath, the word 'Zika' is seared into the ground in glowing molten runes, pulsing like the heart of the apocalypse. The figure’s face is uncovered, pale and resolute, eyes burning with violet light as if channeling the end of worlds. Hyper-realistic dark fantasy, cinematic atmosphere, ultra-detailed textures of fire, stone, and energy distortion, evoking unstoppable annihilation See more