Prompt: The world is a sci-fi dystopia in which there has already been a long war with the use of AI, new energy weapons that have made it even more terrible. On one of the battlefields of this war, which takes place at night, a large and strong man sits kneeling on the ground in complete powerlessness. He cries bitterly, the plasteel protective armor marked with scorches, scratches and marks from hits seems to squeeze his broad chest, and the tears flowing from his clear blue eyes leave paths on his stubbled and grime-smeared face, flowing down onto his chest. With one hand in a tattered tactical glove, he clutches a piece of blue fabric to his chest, and his other arm hangs limply along his torso. Directly in front of him and next to his knees lies an abandoned large-caliber, battered and smeared rifle. Despite the fact that it is now night, the man is illuminated by explosions and tracers of pulsed energy charges that dotted the entire sky and earth, and the giant silhouettes of war mechanisms behind him bring down all their power on each other.
Prompt: The world is a sci-fi dystopia in which there has already been a long war with the use of AI, new energy weapons that have made it even more terrible. On one of the battlefields of this war, which takes place at night, a large and strong man sits kneeling on the ground in complete powerlessness. He cries bitterly, the plasteel protective armor marked with scorches, scratches and marks from hits seems to squeeze his broad chest, and the tears flowing from his clear blue eyes leave paths on his stubbled and grime-smeared face, flowing down onto his chest. With one hand in a tattered tactical glove, he clutches a piece of blue fabric to his chest, and his other arm hangs limply along his torso. Directly in front of him and next to his knees lies an abandoned large-caliber, battered and smeared rifle. Despite the fact that it is now night, the man is illuminated by explosions and tracers of pulsed energy charges that dotted the entire sky and earth, and the giant silhouettes of war mechanisms behind him bring down all their power on each other.
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Prompt:
The world is a sci-fi dystopia in which there has already been a long war with the use of AI, new energy weapons that have made it even more terrible. On one of the battlefields of this war, which takes place at night, a large and strong man sits kneeling on the ground in complete powerlessness. He cries bitterly, the plasteel protective armor marked with scorches, scratches and marks from hits seems to squeeze his broad chest, and the tears flowing from his clear blue eyes leave paths on his stubbled and grime-smeared face, flowing down onto his chest. With one hand in a tattered tactical glove, he clutches a piece of blue fabric to his chest, and his other arm hangs limply along his torso. Directly in front of him and next to his knees lies an abandoned large-caliber, battered and smeared rifle. Despite the fact that it is now night, the man is illuminated by explosions and tracers of pulsed energy charges that dotted the entire sky and earth, and the giant silhouettes of war mechanisms behind him bring down all their power on each other.
Dream Level: is increased each time when you "Go Deeper" into the dream. Each new level is harder to achieve and
takes more iterations than the one before.
Rare Deep Dream: is any dream which went deeper than level 6.
Deep Dream
You cannot go deeper into someone else's dream. You must create your own.
Deep Dream
Currently going deeper is available only for Deep Dreams.