Prompt: In the ancient annals of mythology and fantasy, there exists a creature of unparalleled terror and majesty—a dragon whose very presence sends shivers down the spines of mortals and gods alike. This ancient and terrible dragon is known by many names across cultures, whispered in hushed tones as a living embodiment of chaos and power.
Its scales, weathered and hardened by centuries, shimmer in hues that defy mortal comprehension. An amalgamation of midnight black and deep, molten red, they reflect the dragon's affinity for both shadow and fire. Each scale is a testament to the countless battles and challenges the dragon has weathered, bearing scars from the conflicts that have shaped its existence.
The dragon's eyes are orbs of piercing intelligence, gleaming with a malevolence that seems to transcend time itself. They possess an otherworldly wisdom, a gaze that can unravel the secrets of the universe and leave those who meet it paralyzed in awe or fear. Legends speak of those who locked eyes with the ancient dragon, only to be forever marked by the encounter.
The dragon's breath is a force of nature—a torrent of searing flames that can melt mountains and turn the sturdiest of fortresses into molten ruins. Yet, this creature is not merely a mindless force of destruction. It possesses an intellect that rivals the most cunning of schemers, weaving webs of manipulation that span across epochs.
Legends and tales paint this ancient dragon as the keeper of forbidden knowledge, a guardian of ancient treasures hidden in the darkest corners of the world. Some say it slumbers beneath the earth, waiting for the stars to align before rising once more to wreak havoc upon the realms of men and gods alike.
Encountering such a creature is a fate both feared and revered, for those who stand in the shadow of the ancient and terrible dragon are forever marked by its presence, their destinies forever entwined with the enigma of this mythical beast.
Prompt: I will not fail to speak of Leviathan’s limbs, its strength and its graceful form. Who can strip off its outer coat? Who can penetrate its double coat of armor? Who dares open the doors of its mouth, ringed about with fearsome teeth? Its back has[b]rows of shields tightly sealed together; each is so close to the next that no air can pass between. They are joined fast to one another; they cling together and cannot be parted. Its snorting throws out flashes of light; its eyes are like the rays of dawn. Flames stream from its mouth; sparks of fire shoot out. Smoke pours from its nostrils as from a boiling pot over burning reeds. Its breath sets coals ablaze, and flames dart from its mouth. Strength resides in its neck; dismay goes before it. The folds of its flesh are tightly joined; they are firm and immovable. Its chest is hard as rock, hard as a lower millstone. When it rises up, the mighty are terrified; they retreat before its thrashing. The sword that reaches it has no effect, nor does the spear or the dart or the javelin. Iron it treats like straw and bronze like rotten wood. Arrows do not make it flee; slingstones are like chaff to it. A club seems to it but a piece of straw; it laughs at the rattling of the lance. Its undersides are jagged potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge. It makes the depths churn like a boiling caldron and stirs up the sea like a pot of ointment. It leaves a glistening wake behind it; one would think the deep had white hair. Nothing on earth is its equal— a creature without fear. It looks down on all that are haughty; it is king over all that are proud.
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.
