Marv's worn expression is bathed in an otherworldly glow as he stares up at the ruins of an underwater metropolis, the dark waters swirling around him like a vortex. The lone neon sign, a beacon of decay, casts an eerie blue light on his weathered features, highlighting the lines and creases that tell the tale of a life spent beneath the waves. In the background, the faint hum of machinery provides a haunting accompaniment to Marv's contemplation, as if the city itself is whispering secrets in his ear.

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