Prompt: A rich, atmospheric oil painting in painterly sci-fi realism, with visible, expressive brushstrokes and a soft, dreamlike quality. The scene takes place inside a retro-futuristic, gritty urban diner at early dawn on a rainy summer morning. Rain streaks down the large window beside a booth, catching neon reflections and muted city lights in tones of steel blue, amber, and faded rose.
Seated alone at the booth is a young woman, quiet and withdrawn. She wears jeans, a high-collared shirt, and a light raincoat, damp from the rain. Her long dark auburn hair falls loosely around her face. Her blue-gray eyes are lowered, focused inward rather than on the room. Her posture conveys emotional suspension — not panic, but heaviness.
On the table in front of her lies a smartphone, softly glowing. Her right hand is robotic, metallic and finely articulated, resting on the screen. The finger has stopped mid-typing, frozen by emotion rather than hesitation to send. The message on the phone itself is partially visible but not the focus.
Next to the phone is a plate of untouched breakfast — sunny-side-up eggs, toast, bacon — and a steaming mug of coffee. Beside the plate, clearly visible and intentionally placed, is a closed, rigid take-out food container, clean and modern, signaling that the food is meant to be packed rather than eaten.
A waitress, mid-40s, stands close to the table, holding a coffee pot. Her face is fully visible. She is looking directly at the girl’s robotic hand, her expression marked by quiet unease and human discomfort, not fear — the subtle reaction of someone noticing something that does not fully belong.
In the rain-streaked window, a partial reflection of the girl’s face appears — only one side, softened and painterly, not mirror-sharp. Embedded within the reflection, as if carried by light and rain rather than physically written, a fragmented but readable line of text appears, softly luminous and unmistakable:
“Father… I had all my memories—”
***do not misspell words***
The word “memories” is clearly legible, strongly implying memories, even as the sentence breaks apart into rain, light, and reflection. The text feels like a memory echo, not a literal projection — poetic, intentional, and emotionally grounded.
The diner around them is otherwise empty. The atmosphere is hushed, intimate, unresolved. This is not a moment of action, but of identity — a pause between who she was, who she is, and who she may return to.
Style tags: painterly sci-fi realism, atmospheric oil painting, visible brushstrokes, dreamlike narrative, emotional stillness, retro-futuristic diner, rainy dawn, reflective symbolism, quiet human tension
Prompt: A wide, cinematic view inside a devastated futuristic robotics laboratory, rendered in atmospheric oil painting, painterly in sci-fi style, with subdued brushstrokes and dramatic lighting — expressive, moody, and emotionally restrained rather than hyper-realistic.
The laboratory is clearly identifiable despite the destruction:
broken robotic frames hang from damaged display mounts, some partially intact, others twisted and lifeless; shattered glass panels lie scattered across the floor; cables hang from ceilings and walls, sparking intermittently with blue and violet electrical arcs. Several large monitors are cracked or flickering, their interfaces fragmented and unstable, some screens still lighting. Worktables are overturned, tools strewn violently, and metallic debris reflects cold light across the room.
At the center foreground, the father sits alone on the floor, slightly off-center, not dominating the image. He is a man in his 40s, with dark brown hair and clean-shaven, wearing a rumpled white laboratory coat. He is sitting and his posture is collapsed inward — elbows on knees, head buried in his hands — conveying exhaustion, grief, and final defeat. His face is partially obscured; the emotion is communicated through posture, not expression.
The color palette is dominated by cold steel blues, grays, and ashen whites, emphasizing loss and ruin.
Amid the destruction, one single screen remains powered: it emits a soft, warmer glow — muted amber and pale rose tones — displaying a paused image of his daughter’s face with auburn long hair. This warmer light subtly illuminates nearby dust and broken metal, creating a quiet visual contrast that naturally draws the eye without overpowering the scene.
On the floor and lower walls, unmistakable signs of human vandalism are visible:
spray-painted slogans, uneven and hastily applied, partially smeared beneath shattered glass. Torn cardboard protest signs lie among the debris. One broken sign on the floor remains legible, reading: “NO CHILDREN OF GOD.” ***do not misspell words***
Near the father’s feet, a few personal objects remain untouched — a small data chip case, a tool, or a fragment of equipment — suggesting something preserved amid the violence; we can see well.
No robots are active. No humans remain besides him.
The absence is as important as the destruction.
The atmosphere is heavy, quiet, and unresolved:
this is the end of the father’s world — but not the end of the story.
Style tags: atmospheric sci-fi, painterly realism, restrained emotion, cinematic composition, muted color palette, dramatic lighting, narrative stillness, post-conflict aftermath.
Prompt: A cinematic, atmospheric oil painting rendered in rich painterly sci-fi style, with soft diffusion, volumetric light, and restrained contrast.
Camera & Composition
Wide-angle interior establishing shot, landscape orientation.
The camera is positioned low and slightly behind the kneeling robot in the foreground, looking down the central nave toward the altar (we see well the robot kneeling). The composition captures the full height of the gothic cathedral, including towering stone columns, ribbed vaulted ceilings, and high arches disappearing into shadow. The architecture dominates the upper half of the frame.
Cathedral Setting
A vast gothic cathedral interior carved from cold stone. Dust and faint mist drift through beams of pale light filtering from high stained-glass windows. The space feels ancient, echoing, solemn, and immense.
Foreground
A single service robot with a clean, utilitarian white design is shown fully kneeling on one knee on the stone floor near the front pews.
Its posture is calm and respectful, head inclined slightly forward.
Arms rest naturally at its sides.
No religious objects, no symbolic gestures — only posture.
Midground
Several identical service robots sit quietly in the pews facing forward.
They are motionless, attentive, and neutral in posture.
No books, no symbols, no ritual actions.
Altar & Central Figure
At the far end of the cathedral, behind a stone altar, stands a female android, visible from the waist up.
Her face is fully human — youthful features, natural skin texture, calm expression, real human hair — dark auburn long hair.
Below the neck, her upper body is clearly mechanical, composed of synthetic smooth, neutral materials with subtle mechanical structure. Light milky white color (not charcoal or dark gray).
Her torso silhouette is slender and flat, deliberately non-sexualized and restrained.
No exaggerated anatomy.
Form emphasizes structure and symmetry rather than human curves.
Her robotic hands are open and slightly raised, held neutrally — not in blessing, not in command — simply present.
Stained Glass
Behind her rises a towering stained-glass window depicting a traditional angelic figure rendered in muted golds, blues, and pale ivory. The angel remains static and symbolic, echoing her posture without interaction, with slightly open arms.
Background (Human Presence)
At the rear of the cathedral, partially obscured by shadow and distance, stands a small group of human protesters.
They hold simple cardboard signs with clearly readable text:
“No Children of God”
“Get Out”
***do no misspell words***
Their expressions show fear, anger, and confusion. They do not advance.
Light & Atmosphere
Cold stone blues and grays dominate the nave.
Soft, warmer light gathers near the altar and stained glass.
Fine dust and haze soften edges, creating depth without obscuring detail.
Mood
Solemn. Controversial. Unresolved.
A moment where belief, creation, and identity collide.
Prompt: A cinematic scene rendered in atmospheric, rich, painterly, oil painting in sci-fi style, heavy with emotional tension.
The image balances restraint with unsettling clarity — this is grief crossing into dangerous resolve.
Setting:
Interior of the Horizon Robotics laboratory, deep night.
The lab is dim, cavernous, and silent:
rows of inactive android bodies stand in shadow
cables trail across the floor like veins
monitors glow faintly, casting cold blue and amber light
A thin haze floats in the air, catching the glow of screens and lamps.
The Father (Center Focus):
The father in his 40s, clean-shaven, dark brown short hair, stands — not sitting — at a central workbench.
He wears his white laboratory coat, now slightly open and creased, sleeves pushed back.
His posture is rigid, forward-leaning — a man bracing himself against what he is about to do.
His face shows controlled madness, not hysteria:
eyes wide, fixed, intensely focused
jaw clenched
expression caught between love, grief, and resolve
This is the look of someone who has decided.
The Proof of Intent (Critical Visual Elements):
1. The Chip (Foreground)
In his hand, held delicately between thumb and forefinger:
a small, luminous data chip
etched with fine markings and glowing micro-lines
visually distinct — clearly important
This is the object of obsession.
2. The Memories (Surrounding Him)
Projected in the air or on surrounding screens:
blurred home videos of his daughter with dark auburn hair laughing
still images of her face at different ages
fragments of her voice waveform
timestamps and file labels partially visible
They float like ghosts around him — not orderly, overlapping, intrusive.
3. The DNA Profile (Key Clarity):
One large monitor is unmistakably clear:
a DNA helix visualization
labeled subtly but legibly: ***do not misspell words***
“Subject: [Elizabeth] — Genetic Profile”
biometric scans, facial mapping grids, neural pattern diagrams
This tells the viewer exactly what he is doing.
4. The Android (The Destination):
On the workbench before him:
an android body in partial assembly
neutral synthetic skin not yet activated
a faceplate sculpted to resemble his daughter — eyes closed, unfinished
lifeless, waiting
The resemblance is unmistakable but disturbing.
Light & Atmosphere
Lighting is purposeful and symbolic:
cold blue light from data screens
warm amber light from a single desk lamp illuminating the faceplate
the father stands between these two tones — science and memory
Shadows are soft but deep, swallowing the edges of the lab.
Composition & Camera:
Medium-wide cinematic framing:
the father centered
the android faceplate in the lower foreground
screens and memories surrounding him
The viewer feels like an observer who should not be here.
Mood & Meaning:
This is not resurrection.
This is defiance of death.
Love has become architecture.
Memory has become code.
The question is no longer can he do it —
but what will come back.
Style Keywords
Atmospheric sci-fi
Painterly realism
Emotional obsession
Muted palette with selective glow
Soft haze
Psychological tension
Prompt: A cinematic, atmospheric sci-fi painterly scene where mood, light, and emotional weight take priority over technical precision.
Visible brushwork, softened edges, and light diffusion create a sense of suspended time rather than sharp realism.
Setting:
Interior of the Horizon Robotics laboratory.
The space is expansive but dim, filled with inactive humanoid robots displayed in standing frames along the walls — lifeless, unpowered, unfinished. Their forms are mechanical and neutral, with smooth white surfaces, clearly not human-faced.
Cables snake across the floor and up metal structures. Suspended screens float or stand on mounts, their interfaces glowing faintly blue and white through haze. Control panels hum softly. The air feels charged, heavy, and unstable.
A faint mist of condensation and dust hangs in the room, catching the light and softening depth.
Foreground:
The young woman (the daughter) stands near a workstation, slightly forward in the frame. She has dark auburn hair worn loose, gray-blue eyes, wearring in casual and contemporary, clothing (jeans with denim jacket). She is mid-motion — her hand has just brushed against an exposed cable or unstable power conduit near a console.
A sudden electrical surge erupts.
Bright sparks burst outward in sharp contrast to the dim lab
Light fractures across nearby metal surfaces
Cables arc violently with energy
Her body recoils instinctively — shoulders tensing, fingers splayed, breath caught — frozen in the instant before impact.
The Father:
A few steps away, the father in his 40s with dark brown, and clean-shaven, is turning toward her.
His reaction is immediate and unmistakable:
Eyes widened in shock
Mouth slightly open, breath halted
His body leaning forward as if already moving
His white lab coat catches the flash of electricity, glowing briefly against the darker environment. His expression carries pure fear, unguarded and human — the collapse of the professional barrier.
Lighting & Atmosphere:
Lighting is expressive and uneven:
Cold, sterile blue light from screens
Sudden white-gold bursts from the electrical discharge
Deep shadows swallow parts of the lab
The air is filled with faint smoke, dust, and energy haze, causing light to bloom and blur at the edges.
Details soften toward the periphery, as if the world is narrowing to this single moment.
Composition & Camera:
Medium-wide framing captures:
The daughter at the center of danger
The father reacting in real time
The silent, inactive robots watching like witnesses
The image feels paused mid-catastrophe, suspended between cause and consequence.
Mood & Meaning:
A fragile, human moment inside a world of machines
Technology as promise — and as fault line
The instant before loss becomes irreversible
Style & Tone Keywords:
Atmospheric sci-fi. Painterly realism. Emotional lighting. Suspended time.
Soft haze and light diffusion
Muted palette with sudden bright contrast
Quiet tragedy
Prompt: A cinematic, atmospheric, scene rendered in rich, painterly, oil painting in sci-fi style, where mood, light, and emotional presence outweigh technical sharpness.
Visible brushwork, softened edges, and subtle haze create a sense of quiet weight, as if the moment is gently holding its breath.
Setting:
A wide, frontal exterior view of a modern research facility at dusk or early morning. The building’s architecture is clean and contemporary — glass, steel, and concrete — but softened by diffused light and atmospheric air.
The camera is positioned at street level, centered on the entrance so that the doorway, steps, and signage are fully visible and not cropped.
Above the entrance, clearly readable signage reads:
Horizon Robotics
***do not misspell words***
The letters are fully visible, evenly framed, and integrated naturally into the structure.
A short flight of steps leads up to the entrance.
The surrounding city is present but subdued — distant movement, muted silhouettes, softened by light haze.
Foreground:
Standing at the top of the steps, outside the building, is the father in his 40s.
He wears a white laboratory coat over professional clothing. He is tall and lean, clean-shaven, with short dark hair. His posture is upright but relaxed, as if he has stepped outside briefly to think.
The atmosphere softens the scene — faint mist in the air, light particles catching the glow from the building’s interior.
Security Robots:
On either side of him, symmetrically positioned, stand two security robots. The robot's design is clearly mechanical with smooth surfaces, white composite shells, rounded and friendly proportions.
Matte white, soft integrated light panels. (not charcoal or dark gray)
Smooth, utilitarian design
No human facial features
Each robot has, at their chest level, a clearly visible badges reading, labeled “SECURITY”
They stand still and impassive, their presence procedural rather than threatening.
The Daughter:
Approaching him on the steps is the daughter.
She walks toward him naturally, slightly off-center in the frame. Her appearance is casual and human — dark auburn hair worn loose, gray-blue eyes, contemporary clothing(jeans and denim jacket).
As he sees her, the father looks directly at her, not sideways.
His expression softens visibly:
tension easing from his face
eyes warming
a small, restrained smile forming
The smile is quiet and intimate — a private reaction in a public place.
She looks back at him with familiarity and ease.
The robots remain unmoved, framing the human exchange without reacting.
Light & Atmosphere:
Lighting is expressive rather than clean:
Soft interior light spills outward through the glass entrance
Exterior light is cooler and diffused
A gentle haze blurs hard edges and softens depth
Shadows are present but not dramatic — they suggest complexity rather than danger.
Details subtly dissolve toward the edges of the frame, keeping focus on the human connection.
Composition & Camera:
A wide but intimate framing:
Wide enough to fully show the building name
Close enough to read facial expressions
Balanced composition with the father centered, daughter approaching, robots flanking
The image feels calm, grounded, and emotionally weighted.
Style Keywords:
Atmospheric sci-fi
Soft haze and light diffusion
Muted palette
Prompt: A cinematic, painterly oil painting in a realistic sci-fi style, warm late-afternoon light, soft contrast, natural color palette.
A modern urban park scene opens across clearly separated spaces.
Foreground (Sidewalk – Human Focus)
In the foreground, on a paved city sidewalk, two teenage girls, side by side, facing each other as they talk and smile naturally. We see them in profile. One of the girls has dark auburn hair pulled loosely behind her ears, a soft, thoughtful expression, and clear gray-blue eyes. She wears casual contemporary clothing in muted tones. Her features are gentle and distinctive but not emphasized — she blends naturally into the scene. The girls are visually integrated into the environment.
Midground (Park Lawn – Play Area)
Beyond the sidewalk, clearly separated by a strip of grass and low trees, an open park lawn stretches out.
On the grass, a non-human helper robot stands on the lawn playing ball with a young boy. The robot’s design is clearly mechanical and abstract — smooth surfaces, light strips, no human face. The boy throws or catches a ball with excitement. Nearby, his parents stand together on the grass, watching calmly and smiling.
The robot and the child are fully on the grass, not on pavement, not near the sidewalk.
Background (Street Edge – Service Role)
Further back, along the street edge behind the park, another non-human helper robot walks several dogs on leashes. This robot is clearly on a separate paved path closer to the street, moving parallel to traffic. The dogs are well behaved, reinforcing trust and normalcy.
Environment & Mood
Trees with soft foliage divide the spaces naturally. Buildings rise in the distance, reflecting sunlight. The city feels safe, organized, and quietly advanced. Robots are integrated seamlessly into daily life as helpers, not authorities.
There is no tension, no spectacle — only a calm future where technology supports ordinary human moments.
Mood: peaceful, optimistic, normalized coexistence
Theme: trust in technology before loss
Avoid: cartoon style, robots with human faces, dramatic lighting, overt symbolism
Prompt: A dreamlike nocturnal scene painted in the spirit of Vincent van Gogh. A solitary figure stands upon a bridge that seems to float between worlds — earth and sky melting together in waves of swirling blue and gold. The air shimmers with unspoken thoughts; the stars seem to listen. Every brushstroke vibrates with hidden emotion, blurring the line between reality and memory. This painting is not about the moment seen, but the feeling unseen — the quiet dialogue between the soul and the night.
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.
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