Frieren is standing in an ancient, war-torn library, surrounded by broken shelve
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Frieren is standing in an ancient, war-torn library, surrounded by broken shelves and scattered, dusty grimoires. She is intently flipping through an old, worn-out grimoire, with flashes of a secret magic appearing faintly in the air around her. The room is filled with debris—fallen books, cracked stone floors, and broken furniture, evoking the atmosphere of a war shelter. Frieren's white hair, flowing in soft twintails, contrasts against the dark, ruined surroundings. The lighting is dim but realistic, with details such as dirt and grime on her clothes, hyper-realistic skin textures, and every element of the room rendered in ultra-realistic detail, as though captured in a real-life setting.
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Frieren is standing in an ancient, war-torn library, surrounded by broken shelves and scattered, dusty grimoires. She is intently flipping through an old, worn-out grimoire, with flashes of a secret magic appearing faintly in the air around her. The room is filled with debris—fallen books, cracked stone floors, and broken furniture, evoking the atmosphere of a war shelter. Frieren's white hair, flowing in soft twintails, contrasts against the dark, ruined surroundings. The lighting is dim but realistic, with details such as dirt and grime on her clothes, hyper-realistic skin textures, and every element of the room rendered in ultra-realistic detail, as though captured in a real-life setting.
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