Prompt: Anime-Fortnite style. Epic landscape. A battle-stage plateaus inside a volcanic scene with massive, perfectly obsidian platforms sitting on a turbulent sea of molten lava. Dark, cracked, and jagged, with brilliant, vibrant orange-yellow-red veins of magma pulsing through the deep fissures on the top surface, and cascading down its vertical edges.
The surrounding environment in the midground and background consists of towering, dark volcanic stone walls frame the scene, with rivers of lava flowing down and into the abyss below with reddish orange glowing lines or veins imprinted in the cliff walls, and numerous entrance holes or tunnels.
The atmosphere is thick with heat haze, embers, and a dramatic, hellish red glow illuminating the smoke-filled air. The lighting is intense and high-contrast, emphasizing the textures of the volcanic rock against the fluid, luminous liquid fire. The lighting is warm with soft orange and yellow hues, saturating the atmosphere.
Prompt: a colossal, primordial praying mantis of legendary proportions, its chitinous exoskeleton forged from iridescent obsidian and vein-like fissures of pulsing violet energy, looming over the ruins of a gothic, subterranean metropolis. The creature is not merely an insect, but a biomechanical nightmare; its primary scythes are jagged, translucent blades of living quartz that crackle with static electricity, dripping with a caustic, neon-green ichor that melts the cobblestones beneath it. Its compound eyes are swirling nebulae of gold and crimson, reflecting a world plunged into eternal eclipse, while six auxiliary, spindly limbs anchor it to the crumbling spires of a dead civilization. The atmosphere is a suffocating shroud of charcoal fog and floating ash, illuminated only by the creature’s internal bioluminescence and the dying embers of a shattered moon hanging precariously in the smog-choked sky, creating a sense of overwhelming scale and cosmic dread.
Prompt: Art for the cover in a stylized semi-abstract style. The silhouette of a woman is made up of contrasting textures: one half is smooth and translucent, like silk or water, while the other half is rough and veined, like stone. Inside the silhouette, there is a subtle glow of warm amber, like a core of strength and kindness. The background is a deep indigo color with thin golden lines that resemble nerve fibers or roots. The artwork emphasizes the balance of opposites, with soft gradients and highly detailed contours.
Prompt: A hand put forth the sky, a lightning bolt in the shape of a cloud giant striking the lake splitting the waters in half. An obsidian mountain in the distance with a golden veins coming up from the base of the mountain.
Prompt: a barefoot cavewoman Marilyn Monroe, her iconic blonde curls wild and tangled with vines, standing atop a crumbling cliff of obsidian stone as she crushes a giant iridescent butterfly beneath her heel—its wings fracturing into prismatic shards that warp the air like broken glass. Behind her, the sky bleeds rainbow hues as tectonic plates of reality split apart, revealing a Flintstone Elvis gyrating on a floating rock stage, his stone-age mic echoing distorted rockabilly riffs that vibrate the very fabric of this reborn world. Lush prehistoric ferns burst through cracks in the earth, glowing neon under a double sun, while pterodactyls with neon feathers dive through geysers of molten gold. The entire scene pulses with the chaotic energy of creation and destruction colliding—a lost world resurrected in DayGlo delirium.
Prompt: Close-up on a pair of lips, artfully rendered as if sculpted from polished obsidian, with a single, perfect dewdrop clinging to the lower lip. The background is a deep, velvety black, creating a stark contrast. Shadows play across the texture, highlighting its smooth, reflective surface. Style: ultra-realistic portraiture, Chiaroscuro lighting, hyper-real textures, with a focus on dramatic contrast.
Prompt: Psychedelic. (Best quality, A high resolution:1.2), Beautiful masterpiece:1.2, Human interaction with the 17 other conscious life forms in the outer universe interaction with us for higher conscious evolution. galactic soul flow together in an ethereal realm, interconnectedness, flowing energy, Spiritual, like connection a dream, cosmic, concept-art, awe-inspiring, Sankat, Pineal gland, Surreal, deep color
Prompt: FULL BODY IMAGE of (WINGLESS) Lone NORDIC warrioress of the 'Order of the Obsidian Knights', black armor and mask, Midriff is girdled with thin strips of silver filigree. Shapely, and regal. Heavily Goth. Intricate black tattoos. Badassed sweetheart.
Prompt: A colossal, ancient titan, carved from obsidian and crackling with cosmic energy, stands adrift in the void between galaxies. Nebulae swirl around its form like a tattered cloak, and distant stars twinkle like scattered diamonds. The scene is rendered in the style of dark fantasy concept art, with dramatic chiaroscuro lighting and a sense of overwhelming scale, reminiscent of Zdzisław Beksiński's surreal landscapes and the cosmic horror of H.P. Lovecraft.
Prompt: A solitary, ornate lighthouse perched precariously on a jagged shard of obsidian that floats amidst a turbulent, storm-wracked sky. Lightning illuminates the scene, revealing the immense scale of the floating rock and the churning clouds below. The style is a dramatic digital painting, heavily influenced by the dark academia aesthetic, with a focus on atmospheric lighting and a sense of isolation and longing.
Prompt: An obsidian horizon fractures, unveiling streams of golden fire that do not burn and silver mist that does not fade. The fragments converge into Metatron’s form — crowned by the eternal cube, a lawgiver whose silence resounds.
Prompt: A solemn, panoramic interior shot of a forgotten vault deep beneath a fractured planet’s crust. Massive obsidian columns spiral upward, each etched with glowing alien glyphs—language lost to time. Translucent crystalline stalactites hang like frozen lightning from the arched ceiling, refracting scattered light from subterranean tectonic pulses. In the center: a lone cloaked figure kneels before a fractured stasis pod, its interface cracked but faintly flickering with energy. Dust motes dance in the cold, still air as the vault groans with the tectonic stress of a dying world. Echoes of a lost civilization linger—part cathedral, part tomb, part machine.
--mod high-concept-environment
--mod ruin-core
--mod cinematic-capture
--mod vault-lighting
--mod ancient-tech
--mod spectral-holograms
--mod deep-architecture
--mod story-beat-centerframe
Prompt: The Ecliptic Dome of Silent Prophets”
A half-buried dome shines under eclipses, where mute prophets gather to scribe the sky’s silence onto obsidian slates. Their gestures summon mirages of alternate destinies, watched over by stone falcons with fire in their eyes.
Prompt: The Ecliptic Dome of Silent Prophets”
A half-buried dome shines under eclipses, where mute prophets gather to scribe the sky’s silence onto obsidian slates. Their gestures summon mirages of alternate destinies, watched over by stone falcons with fire in their eyes.
Prompt: The Ecliptic Dome of Silent Prophets”
A half-buried dome shines under eclipses, where mute prophets gather to scribe the sky’s silence onto obsidian slates. Their gestures summon mirages of alternate destinies, watched over by stone falcons with fire in their eyes.
Prompt: The Ecliptic Dome of Silent Prophets”
A half-buried dome shines under eclipses, where mute prophets gather to scribe the sky’s silence onto obsidian slates. Their gestures summon mirages of alternate destinies, watched over by stone falcons with fire in their eyes.
Prompt: The Ecliptic Dome of Silent Prophets”
A half-buried dome shines under eclipses, where mute prophets gather to scribe the sky’s silence onto obsidian slates. Their gestures summon mirages of alternate destinies, watched over by stone falcons with fire in their eyes.
Prompt: The Ecliptic Dome of Silent Prophets”
A half-buried dome shines under eclipses, where mute prophets gather to scribe the sky’s silence onto obsidian slates. Their gestures summon mirages of alternate destinies, watched over by stone falcons with fire in their eyes.
Prompt: The Ecliptic Dome of Silent Prophets”
A half-buried dome shines under eclipses, where mute prophets gather to scribe the sky’s silence onto obsidian slates. Their gestures summon mirages of alternate destinies, watched over by stone falcons with fire in their eyes.
Prompt: The Ecliptic Dome of Silent Prophets”
A half-buried dome shines under eclipses, where mute prophets gather to scribe the sky’s silence onto obsidian slates. Their gestures summon mirages of alternate destinies, watched over by stone falcons with fire in their eyes.
Prompt: The Ecliptic Dome of Silent Prophets”
A half-buried dome shines under eclipses, where mute prophets gather to scribe the sky’s silence onto obsidian slates. Their gestures summon mirages of alternate destinies, watched over by stone falcons with fire in their eyes.
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.
