A lone figure stands on the edge of a cliff, enveloped in thick mist, towering above them is a colossal hooded reaper, clutching an ancient ornate scythe, The reaper's presence is eerie, fog obscures its features, an ethereal ghostly appearance, Birds circle in the distant, foggy sky, isolation and impending doom, The scene is steeped in dark, atmospheric tension, haunting confrontation between the small solitary human and the immense spectral figure, <lora:- SDXL - vanta-black_contrast_V3.0:1>