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Fierce lion-goat demon face, snarling maw, twisted goat…

シュルレアリスムカラー2026年7月17日
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Fierce lion-goat demon face, snarling maw, twisted goat horns, glowing eyes, occult sigils, cracked skin, neo-traditional blackwork, bold lines and sinister smile

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