Prompt: The soldier's heart races as he faces the demonic onslaught. He feels the weight of his sins and fears pressing down on him, threatening to crush his resolve. His hands shake, and his grip on the sword falters. The whispers grow louder, more insistent, and the demons close in. The weight of guilt and regret manifests as a tangible burden on his shoulders, making each breath labored and each step heavier. His vision blurs, not just from the physical strain but from the mental and spiritual torment he endures. The demonic entities, grotesque and nightmarish, mock and taunt him with every step, their forms constantly shifting, reflecting his deepest fears and doubts.
Prompt: The soldier stands amidst a battlefield shrouded in darkness, his heart pounding in his chest. The weight of his past sins and present fears bears down heavily upon him, each misstep and doubt a shackle threatening to bind his spirit. His hands tremble, causing his grip on the sword to falter. Around him, whispers of dread and doubt grow louder, more insistent, as the demonic onslaught closes in, their shadowy forms inching ever closer. Jagged rocks and twisted trees litter the landscape, and the air is thick with a suffocating miasma.
The soldier's vision blurs, not only from the sweat and blood streaming down his face but from the mental and spiritual torment inflicted by the relentless demonic entities. Their grotesque, shifting forms mock and taunt him, exploiting his deepest fears and regrets. Each step he takes feels heavier, as if the ground beneath him could give way at any moment, pulling him into an abyss of despair.
Yet, amid this chaos, a faint, ethereal light glimmers on the horizon, piercing the oppressive darkness. This light, subtle but unwavering, offers a glimmer of hope and strength. It seems to call to the soldier, urging him to stand firm and press forward. His heart, though burdened, responds to this call. He takes a deep breath, his trembling hands steadying as he tightens his grip on the sword.
With renewed determination, he raises his weapon, the blade reflecting the distant light. The demonic figures recoil slightly, their whispers momentarily silenced by the soldier's newfound resolve. He takes a step forward, then another, each one firmer and more resolute than the last. The light grows brighter, illuminating his path and casting the encroaching shadows into stark relief. In this moment, the soldier becomes a beacon of resistance, a testament to the power of faith and courage in the face of overwhelming darkness.
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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