in a dimly lit hut shrouded in secrecy, a 42 year old gaming change person, kaito, sits cross legged on a tatami mat, surrounded by dusty scrolls and flickering candles. his eyes are sunken, his skin pale, as if drained of life. a bio digital art style infuses the scene with an eerie glow, as if the very fabric of reality is unraveling. kaito's fingers dance across a worn wooden box adorned with ancient japanese kanji, releasing a whispered incantation that conjures a swirling vortex of digital smoke. the air thickens with anticipation, heavy with the scent of decay and forgotten knowledge. his eyes gleam with an otherworldly intensity as he summons forth a grotesque creature from the depths of japanese horror. the creature's twisted form takes shape before kaito, its body a mass of writhing tendrils and pulsing bioluminescent orbs. the bio digital art style renders the monstrosity in vivid detail, its digital essence bleeding into the physical world like a stain on reality. as kaito's incantation reaches its climax, the creature lets out a scarlet curdling scream that shatters the silence of the hut, casting an unsettling glow across the dimly lit space., <lora:sdxl_lightning_8step_lora.safetensors:0.6>