Prompt: An oil painting with a dramatic, epic, fantasy style, featuring a grey-headed man with a thick grey Van-Dyke-beard and long grey hair, dressed in black and holding a medieval sword, sitting amidst the gnarled, bare branches of a tree. The tree is twisted and ancient, with some skeletal branches reaching towards the left, while others form a perch for the man on the right side of the image. The man has a serious expression, with furrowed brows and intense eyes. The background is a stormy sky, with dark purple and grey clouds conveying an ominous atmosphere. The overall color palette is dark and moody, with shades of brown, black, grey, and hints of red-orange from the man's hair and beard. The brushstrokes are visible, adding to the painting's texture and expressiveness. Style by Frank Frazetta, Fantasy Illustration, Illustration, Fantasy, oil on canvas, oil paints, oil panting, painting, canvas, old masters, masterpiece
Prompt: Vlaakith CLVII is the current and terrifying ruler of the githyanki, an undying, powerful lich who commands absolute authority over her people from her fortress-city of Tu'narath in the Astral Plane, where she has reigned for over a thousand years. She is the final successor in a long line of rulers, having solidified her tyrannical power by erasing all mention of the githyanki's true heir, Orpheus, and by fashioning githyanki society to revolve entirely around her, cultivating a fanatic loyalty. Her ultimate goal is to ascend to godhood, and she sustains her vast power and long life by consuming the souls of her most powerful and loyal warriors in a cruel ritual she calls "ascension," a practice she carefully hides from her subjects. Vlaakith is an extremely potent foe, skilled in necromancy and transmutation, capable of casting high-level spells like Wish to instantly annihilate those who cross her, and she maintains an alliance with the Red Dragons, whom the githyanki use as mounts.
Given her terrifying power, millennia-long reign, and absolute tyranny over the githyanki, Vlaakith's "tombs" are not resting places for the dead, but rather monuments to her unending conquest and symbols of the finality of her enemies. The finest and most feared of these is the Sepulcher of False Ascension, located deep beneath the city of Tu'narath and fabricated from layers of polished, obsidian-like Astral shards. This vast, spiraling catacomb is not meant to hold her remains, but instead serves as the permanent prison for any githyanki who question her absolute authority, sealing their souls away in stasis fields to prevent them from ever finding rest or power, becoming eternal, silent witnesses to her reign. Its center holds the infamous Ossuary of Loyal Lies, where the true remains of the thousands of githyanki knights and wizards whose souls she consumed for her lichdom are stacked—not in reverence, but as a chilling stockpile of power, ensuring no rebellious spirit can ever be reincarnated, a chilling testament to the cost of "ascension" in her service.
When high-ranking githyanki attend a state soirée or military gala within Tu'narath, their attire is a stunning display of wealth and martial elegance that still adheres to their utilitarian philosophy. Both men and women favor sharply tailored, high-collared garments made from fine, deep crimson silk and tightly woven black astral fiber, often embroidered with silver or gold thread in patterns reminiscent of their ceremonial armor. For women, gowns feature asymmetrical cuts, flowing capes lined with iridescent dragon scale fragments, and structured bodices that emphasize a commanding posture, frequently accessorized with geometrically cut pieces of rare crystal from the Astral Sea. Men wear fitted tunics and trousers, complemented by polished leather harnesses or ornamental silver pauldrons that evoke their knightly status, and both genders prominently display heirloom jewelry crafted from repurposed silver sword hilts or captured mind flayer cranial fragments, ensuring every outfit is both a declaration of high status and a subtle, debased trophy of war.
Archangel Jarod Kent Simpson The Spirit Walker Evil Dead Necronomicon Necromancer Magic
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Prompt: Necronomicon magic of the archangel jarod kent simpson the spirit walker evil dead show me standing legendary powerful in thy pages of your grimore for this is angelic power crafted by sages speaking a svefnthorn skeleton zombie rune lullaby marked on ancient pages and 13 stars shine burning bioluminescent with cuneiform hieroglyphics and viking druid magic i command two skeleton necromancer plants glowing in thy book iridescent one is a evil dead flower granted angelic power and the other is a goddess flower enchanted beautiful upon the witches hour and as two corpses fell in love they were separated by the gods above so mote it be conjured under a mages moon with my cosmic key blessed be, pendragon magical, spell forged source code pentagram, intricate energy bursts, reflections of fire, hyper-detailed work, complex, colorful, polished in the style of Daniel Merriam, Brian Froud, Josephine Wall, Catherine Abel style Raphael
Prompt: In the candlelit depths of a mausoleum-convent, where ancient tombs clawed at the shadows, stood a vision of unsettling divinity—a lich nun. A dark, unholy wimple framed a face of flawless, ghostly pallor, the subtle map of bone beneath translucent, deathly skin hinting at her spectral transformation. Her deep violet eyes burned with the eternal power of undeath, pools reflecting a radiant, pale golden aura that clung to her form, an unsettling halo in the darkened chamber.
Her robes, crafted from blackened silk and enchanted shadowcloth, were a study in contrasts: a tight, form-fitting corset and minimalistic loincloth that showcased the haunting elegance of her slender thighs. The dark miasma of her wimple played against intricate golden embroidery, depicting sacred, yet forbidden, resurrection rites. A high baroque collar flared around her neck, etched with glowing necromantic runes entwined with divine sigils, shimmering like the last light of a dying star.
Ornate chains of gold and sanctified bone draped across her deathly form, each link a whispered prayer or a stifled curse. Relics pulsed with both holy and unholy energies, their conflicting whispers creating an eerie symphony. Her rosary, fashioned from polished bone and luminous celestial crystal, radiated an ethereal light, dangling from a belt of eldritch metal and spectral cloth.
Her gauntleted hands, clawed and layered with ancient divine filigree, wove through the air, summoning wraiths clad in ethereal vestments that coiled around her like veils of twilight. The skeletal remains of long-forgotten nuns knelt in eternal reverence, bound by her will, their hollow sockets glowing with spectral fire.
Cold drafts snaked through the towering stone arches, carrying the murmurs of lost souls. She strode forward with divine authority, a high priestess of both the sacred and the damned, guiding the forsaken towards an eternity of illuminated servitude.
Prompt: Necromancy in the hall of Nebukadnezar. by Thomas Kinkade, Michael Kaluta & Michael Cina, Cosmic Horror, Maze, Void, Abyss, by Gustave Doré & Greg Rutkowski
Prompt: Chinese Art,
Brutish thin gremlin elf lurks in the shadows a glowing jar of mist in his wiry dirty hands and sharp teeth in his mouth. Looking down on a grimy Necromancers desktop a large stormy crystal ball, for telling the future, old parchment covered in demon script latin and blasphemous Signs zodiac symbols inkwell decorated with death symbols and a magical quill small dirty poison potion jars some bones a blackcandle, some old parchment with evil magic symbols,, some tarot cards and a skull with scraps of dried hair. rusted old medievil arms and armour. strange metal tools
Chinese Sung Dynasty architecture,
surrounded by a bamboo forest
Prompt: Brutish thin gremlin elf lurks in the shadows a glowing jar of mist in his wiry dirty hands and sharp teeth in his mouth. Looking down on a grimy Necromancers desktop a large stormy crystal ball, for telling the future, old parchment covered in demon script latin and blasphemous Signs zodiac symbols inkwell decorated with death symbols and a magical quill small dirty poison potion jars some bones a blackcandle, some old parchment with evil magic symbols,, some tarot cards and a skull with scraps of dried hair. rusted old medievil arms and armour. strange metal tools
Prompt: Chinese Art,
Brutish thin hard cultist half elf orc lurks in the shadows a large thick glowing jar of mist in his wiry dirty hands and old sharp teeth in his mouth. Looking down on a grimy Necromancers desktop a large magical glass vial of mist, for telling the future, old parchment covered in demon script latin and blasphemous bloody sacrificial Signs zodiac symbols inkwell decorated with death symbols and a magical quill small dirty poison potion jars some bones a black candle, some old parchment with evil magic symbols,, some scrolls and a skull with scraps of dried hair. rusted old medievil arms and armour. strange metal tools
Chinese Sung Dynasty architecture,
surrounded by a decaying wood and damp cave. Spiders and dark places creepy crawlies. Dark eyes of a thousand creatures watch from holes and cracks in walls.
Prompt: A strange little gremlin elf creature lurks in the shadows a rusty knife in his hand and sharp teeth in his mouth. Looking down on a grimy Fortunetellers desktop a large stormy crystal ball, for telling the future, old parchment covered in demon script latin and blasphemous Signs zodiac symbols inkwell decorated with death symbols and a magical quill small dirty poison potion jars some bones a blackcandle, some old parchment with evil magic symbols,, some tarot cards and a skull with scraps of dried hair. rusted old medievil arms and armour. strange metal tools
Prompt: By Todd Lockwood. Generate an illustration of a terrifying floating skull wreathed in flames. The skull should be depicted in vivid detail, with empty eye sockets and a gaping jaw that hangs open to reveal jagged teeth. Flames should lick and dance around the skull, casting an eerie glow on everything around it. The flames themselves can be colored red, pale blue, or greenish-blue, creating an unsettling aura of otherworldliness. The skull should appear to be suspended in mid-air, perhaps hovering ominously over a desolate landscape or ancient ruins. The overall tone of the image should be one of foreboding and terror, as the viewer is invited to contemplate the malevolent power of this eerie and supernatural creature. Dungeons and Dragons, Faerun, Toril, RPG, Gods, Pantheon, D&D
Prompt: Velsharoon, the God of Liches, by Todd Lockwood. Generate an illustration of a undead mage wrapped in tattered black hooded robes, he should be depicted as a gaunt and skeletal undead creature, with desiccated flesh stretched tightly over his bony frame. His empty eye sockets should burn with a crimson light, and he should be adorned in tattered, dark magical robes. In one hand, he should wield the legendary artifact known as the "Necromancer's Skull Staff", a powerful Imaskari relic that is said to grant its wielder vast powers over death and undeath. The background of the image should be a dark and foreboding setting, perhaps a ruined temple or an ancient necropolis. The overall tone of the image should be one of darkness and malevolence, as the viewer is confronted with the terrifying power of an undead god. Dungeons and Dragons, Faerun, Toril, RPG, Gods, Pantheon, D&D
Prompt: By James Jean, Mark Ryden, Brian Froud, Zdzisław Beksinski, H. R. Giger, Hieronymus Bosch, trending on Artstation, high definition, crisp quality, polished
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.
