Framed Horizontal Poster — Future Collection #1

In a world where humanity had exhausted every resource, the sky was a gray curtain, and the ground a mosaic of rusted metal and burned plastics. A young man walked among mountains of trash. His name was Kael. He owned no land, no money, no history to tell: the only wealth he had left was his own body, shaped by years of hunger and training, strong and agile like a living artifact.

Every step he took on the raw earth raised clouds of dust and memories of what life once was. The ruined buildings, covered in dimly glowing graffiti, watched in silence as he paraded by. He did not walk out of necessity, but for exhibition. In this future world, the body was currency, movement was power, and flesh a canvas that told stories of survival.

Around him, others watched from a distance: some longed to possess Kael’s strength, others simply sought distraction from their own misery. He knew his value was fleeting; a single misstep and the brutality of the world would consume him. But as he walked, the wind carried fragments of light that bounced off his skin, transforming his march into a parade of resilience, a silent spectacle on a planet that had forgotten beauty.

Kael sought neither escape nor to change the world. He only walked, aware that in a place where everything had been lost, his body was his empire, and his stride, his crown.