neo geo style in the depths of the bunker, the paladin king stands tall, his chiseled features illuminated by the soft glow of candles that dance across the walls. his piercing blue eyes seem to burn with an inner fire as he gazes out into the darkness, his strong jawline set in a determined expression. the 35 year old king's armor is polished to perfection, the silver and gold accents glinting seductively in the flickering light. he stands before a grand stone throne, its intricate carvings of mythical creatures seeming to come alive as he moves. the air is heavy with the scent of incense, wafting from censers that fill the room with a hypnotic haze. a velvet cloak drapes across his broad shoulders, the rich fabric drawing attention to his powerful physique. as he stands there, the shadows around him seem to deepen and lengthen, as if they too are drawn to his commanding presence. the atmosphere is one of quiet anticipation, as if the very air itself is charged with expectation. it is a moment frozen in time, where the paladin king holds court, master of all he surveys. . geometric abstraction, bright colors, highly detailed