In a dark medieval forest, a young boy named Elias walks cautiously along a narr

In a dark medieval forest, a young boy named Elias walks cautiously along a narrow, overgrown path, gripping a sword tightly in his small hands. The ancient trees loom overhead, their gnarled branches creating a nearly impenetrable canopy that lets through only the faintest glimmers of moonlight. Shadows shift and stretch across the forest floor, and the air is thick with the musty scent of damp leaves and decay. Every step Elias takes is accompanied by the distant sound of dripping water and the occasional rustle of unseen creatures. His heart races with a mix of fear and determination as he ventures deeper into the darkness, ready to confront whatever secrets or dangers lie hidden within the forest’s ancient depths.

(worst quality, low quality:1.4), bad hands, bad fingers, deformed hands, deformed fingers, fewer digits