Prompt: In the heart of an ancient, enchanted forest, beneath a sky woven with streaks of violet and gold, stands a majestic —a divine, fox-like being bathed in an aura of shimmering energy. Its fur is a flowing tapestry of molten silver and deep crimson, each strand glowing softly as if infused with celestial fire. Nine ethereal tails swirl behind it, shifting like living smoke, each tipped with a luminescent glow that flickers like ghostly lanterns in the twilight.
The Kitsune’s eyes burn like twin suns, the kitsune is blue setting: night shifting between hues of sapphire, ember, and gold. Its pupils, slit like a dragon’s, seem to pierce through the veil of reality, as if glimpsing both the mortal world and the spirit realm at once. Intricate, ancient markings of runes and sacred kanji are etched along its body, pulsing with mystical power.
Around its paws, the ground itself seems to smolder—trailing wisps of violet-blue foxfire rise with every step, casting an otherworldly glow against the dark forest floor. Leaves suspended in midair twist and shimmer, caught in the Kitsune’s unseen magic. A spectral wind swirls around it, carrying whispered echoes of forgotten legends.
Atop its noble head, a regal crown of shifting flames flickers, signifying its divine heritage. The Kitsune’s very presence distorts the air around it, as if bending reality to its whim. In a slow, graceful motion, it raises a paw, conjuring a glowing orb of celestial fire, within which countless swirling galaxies and forgotten spirits dance.
This Kitsune is no mere creature—it is a guardian of the unknown, a trickster of the night, and a whisper of the divine. To gaze upon it is to glimpse the fabric of dreams, to witness the boundless power of the supernatural. As it turns its head, a mischievous smirk plays on its vulpine lips, hinting at an ancient wisdom beyond mortal comprehension.
Then, with a final flick of its tails, the Kitsune vanishes into a spiraling vortex of fire
Prompt: A colossal ancient oak tree floating upside down in a purple twilight sky, its massive roots reaching towards the heavens like gnarled fingers. The canopy below is made of thousands of floating, open ancient books and rolled parchment, glowing with warm golden light. Pages turning into flocks of luminescent paper birds. A lone hooded figure stands on a floating island of moss, reaching out to touch a falling star made of blue crystal. Ethereal fog swirls around. Hyperdetailed, fantasy art, mystical atmosphere, cinematic lighting, bioluminescent colors, octane render, trending on ArtStation.
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.
