A young man, asian man, radiant and otherworldly, he stands tall

A young man, asian man, radiant and otherworldly, he stands tall, his presence exuding both grace and power. His jet-black hair, flowing like liquid night, cascades down to his shoulders, shimmering faintly as if kissed by the stars. (((A figure of ethereal beauty, 1.85 meters tall,))) (((his sharp, regal features))) seem almost sculpted by divine hands, each angle capturing a perfection not of this world. His skin is luminous, a pale, moonlit glow that contrasts with the deep, enchanted forests surrounding the training grounds. Eyes like molten gold, burning with an inner fire, hint at a destiny entwined with ancient forces. His attire, a ceremonial battle robe of deep crimson threaded with golden runes, glimmers with enchantments, each symbol pulsing softly with hidden power. The fabric flows around him as if alive, moving in harmony with the wind, accentuating his every movement with a mystical grace. He holds himself with the poise of a warrior prince, a figure out of legend, destined to command armies and challenge the very gods. As he steps across the training grounds, the earth itself seems to acknowledge his presence, trembling ever so slightly, as if aware of the greatness that walks upon it.

worst quality, low quality, bad anatomy, bad hands, bad body, missing fingers, extra digit, fewer digits, n