A surreal wcol style painting. It is late evening. We see from behind the shape of a man mid-leap from a jagged mountain peak into an infinite abyss, his body shattering into countless versions of himself. Each version floats outward, some translucent, others solid, in various states of motion and emotion—fear, joy, serenity. The abyss below is an endless void, shifting between starry skies, swirling mist, and faintly glowing fractals. The mountain itself is impossibly sharp and otherworldly, its edges etched with ancient symbols that pulse faintly with light. The entire scene is bathed in an ethereal glow of pale blues and purples, blending with streaks of fiery orange as if the universe itself is breaking apart. The atmosphere is charged with transcendence, disintegration, and rebirth.
