Primordial Dark Apocalypse Dragon AI Image Prompt

The entire universe has sunk into the eternal deathly ink-black, with no sky light, no stars. The whole firmament solidifies into a thick, viscous dark ink turbidity. The black clouds are not floating but are a solid sky-cover pressing down on the earth. The boundary between heaven and earth is completely blurred, and all things in the world are as small as dust. The earth no longer exists; billions of layers of mountains, continents, and abysses have all shattered and collapsed into boundless broken scorched earth. From underground, pure black annihilating demon fire spews forth, mixed with blood-colored split thunder. Space cracks inch by inch into spiderweb-like black fissures, and the entire world trembles and wails. The Primordial Dark Apocalypse Dragon, its body rooted in the abyss, its head piercing through the nine layers of black clouds, its body connecting heaven and earth. Mountains and rivers only reach the edge of its scales; hurricanes and black clouds merely swirl around its claws. Human vision can never see its complete head and tail; it is a hyper-giant that breaks scale and devours heaven and earth. Its body is covered with ten-thousand-year carbonized obsidian dragon scales, each scale as large as a giant city, with viscous black blood flames flowing from the scale gaps, cold and sharp in texture, cutting through space with its edges. From head to tail tip, tens of thousands of feet of white bone spikes grow, piercing the thick sky-cover and tearing through the chaotic black clouds. The dragon head towers like mountains, occupying half the field of view. The eye sockets are two bottomless black holes, surging with dark red apocalyptic light; where the gaze falls, space directly annihilates. The maw is infinitely wide, with interlocking fangs thicker than mountain peaks. The dripping black corrosive dragon saliva melts entire valleys upon contact. The sky-covering bone wings are not spread but directly cover the whole sky; the wing bones are as thick as broken continents, the wing membranes are decayed chaotic dark color, covered with writhing dark curse patterns. With a slight movement, the entire sky's black clouds overturn and thunder shatters. It needs no action; its mere mass locks all space. Black fog tightly wraps and presses everything. The air is so heavy that breathing is impossible. Tiny creatures look up only to see the endless dragon body blocking all life. Heaven and earth are its shell; all things are ants. It is absolute, unsolvable, mind-crushing top-tier giant despairing oppression, close-up low-angle view.