The image flickered onto the screen, a crisp window into a world of neon and lightning. There was as Thor, his golden locks shorn, eyes crackling with the raw power of the storm. For Elias, this wasn't just a wallpaper; it was a reminder of the day everything changed.

He set it as the background. The resolution was perfect, every spark of lightning rendered in agonizing detail. He took a deep breath, mimicking the God of Thunder's stance, and walked into the boardroom. He didn't need a hammer to bring the lightning; he just needed to remember who he was.

One night, staring at the vibrant colors of Sakaar on his monitor, Elias finally quit. He started his own digital design firm from his bedroom. Every time he felt like giving up, he’d hit Win + D just to see that defiant expression on Thor’s face. It was a visual anchor.