Ai 2030 c

A towering futuristic guillotine, impossibly tall, forged of steel and glowing circuits, with the words “AI (2030)” blazing at the top in ominous neon. Its blade is made of digital code and binary rain, glowing like glass. Beneath the blade, Mother Earth appears as a cracked globe entwined with vines, bleeding rivers of light, embraced by a faceless human figure. Behind them, a crowd of chained silhouettes kneels in despair, bound by glowing digital links. The background is apocalyptic — ruined skyscrapers flicker with dying holograms, broken books and machines litter the ground, dead trees and withered flowers scattered. The sky burns crimson and black, storm clouds swirling. Shattered scales of justice lie at the guillotine’s base, while shadowy AI constructs — glass-like humanoids — watch silently. A glowing clock is embedded in the guillotine, frozen at 2030. Dark, surreal, commanding, symbolic, cinematic lighting.