Prompt: "The March of the Black Queen" [His name is Lance, he is the Black Knight, whose name strikes fear into battle-tested warriors] [Color ink and pen artwork Akihiko Yoshida style], intricate-detailed, soft shadow, hyper-detailed, volumetric particles
Prompt: A darkly beautiful Necro-Drake Female Dark Angel of the underworld. Covered in occult tattoos, electrified wings upraised, Hovering over an unearthly Gothic Cathedral of hell. It’s s Arched Dome engulfed in ominous green fiery plasma. There is a eerie evil green tinge to the light emitted from the fire.
Prompt: Makoto has brown hair in a bob cut with blunt bangs and a French-braid styled headband that matches her hair color. Her eyes are a reddish-brown. She wears a black halter vest over a long-sleeve white shirt with a turtleneck and a black and red pleated plaid skirt, black pantyhose and black-brown ankle boots.
Prompt: In the hallowed halls of a centuries-old castle, where the air is thick with the scent of antiquity and shadows dance in every corner, reigns a figure of timeless beauty and ominous power—Lady Evadne, a 1000-year-old vampire. This female immortal commands an entourage of vampiric acolytes, a gathering of girls and women who, though submissive in demeanor, exude an unmistakable air of peril.
Lady Evadne's beauty is both enchanting and haunting. Her features, eternally preserved in an ageless grace, exhibit an otherworldly allure. Porcelain skin, untouched by the passage of time, catches the ethereal glow of moonlight that filters through ancient stained glass windows. Crimson eyes, glinting with centuries of wisdom and a predatory intensity, draw attention to the ageless depths of her gaze.
Adorned in regal attire that befits her status, Lady Evadne wears garments reminiscent of forgotten eras. A gown of deep, velvety black drapes her form, the fabric seemingly absorbing the very essence of the shadows that embrace her. Intricate silver jewelry, each piece a relic from centuries past, adorns her form, emphasizing her regal presence.
Surrounding Lady Evadne, the vampiric acolytes move with an unsettling grace. Their movements are fluid, a seamless choreography of submission and potential danger. Clad in attire mirroring their mistress's dark elegance, these girls and women bear an air of silent obedience, their eyes revealing a depth of hidden strength and the feral instincts of their vampiric nature.
The chamber itself is a realm of half-light and mystery. Ancient tapestries, frayed with age, depict scenes of long-forgotten lore. The air carries whispers of the castle's history and the footsteps of those who have come before. The flickering candlelight casts ephemeral shadows on the stone walls, creating an atmosphere that borders between the sacred and the forbidden.
Prompt: In the hallowed halls of a centuries-old castle, where the air is thick with the scent of antiquity and shadows dance in every corner, reigns a figure of timeless beauty and ominous power—Lady Evadne, a 1000-year-old vampire. This female immortal commands an entourage of vampiric acolytes, a gathering of girls and women who, though submissive in demeanor, exude an unmistakable air of peril.
Lady Evadne's beauty is both enchanting and haunting. Her features, eternally in an grace, exhibit an otherworldly allure. Porcelain skin, untouched by the passage of time, catches the ethereal glow of moonlight that filters through ancient stained glass windows. Crimson eyes, glinting with centuries of wisdom and a predatory intensity, draw attention to the ageless depths of her gaze.
Adorned in regal attire that befits her status, Lady Evadne wears garments reminiscent of forgotten eras. A gown of deep, velvety black drapes her form, the fabric seemingly absorbing the very essence of the shadows that embrace her. Intricate silver jewelry, each piece a relic from centuries past, adorns her form, emphasizing her regal presence.
Surrounding Lady Evadne, the vampiric acolytes move with an unsettling grace. Their movements are fluid, a seamless choreography of submission and potential danger. Clad in attire mirroring their mistress's dark elegance, these girls and women bear an air of silent obedience, their eyes revealing a depth of hidden strength and the feral instincts of their vampiric nature.
The chamber itself is a realm of half-light and mystery. Ancient tapestries, frayed with age, depict scenes of long-forgotten lore. The air carries whispers of the castle's history and the footsteps of those who have come before. The flickering candlelight casts ephemeral shadows on the stone walls, creating an atmosphere that borders between the sacred and the forbidden.
Prompt: In the heart of an ancient, forsaken castle, bathed in the pallid glow of moonlight, stands the formidable matriarch of vampiric lineage—Lady Isolde, a 1000-year-old vampire of unparalleled beauty and menace. She commands a coterie of vampiric acolytes, a gathering of girls and women whose subservience belies the lethal power that courses through their immortal veins.
Lady Isolde's beauty is a haunting spectacle, an exquisite blend of ethereal elegance and predatory allure. Her ageless features, sculpted over a millennium of unlife, are a testament to the timeless allure of vampiric existence. Her eyes, the color of deep amethyst, gleam with an ancient wisdom that transcends mortal understanding, and her raven-black hair cascades down her regal form like a silken veil.
Cloaked in a gown that mirrors the shadows, Lady Isolde's attire is a seamless fusion of ancient grace and modern allure. Velvet and lace drape her form, embracing both the aesthetics of centuries past and a contemporary, seductive charm. Adorned with darkly enchanting jewelry, Lady Isolde's presence commands both reverence and fear.
Surrounding Lady Isolde are her vampiric acolytes—girls and women whose beauty masks a sinister, dangerous prowess. Each member of this coven exhibits an entrancing allure, their eyes reflecting a shared, predatory hunger. Dressed in garments that echo both innocence and the macabre, they move with a synchronized grace that speaks to their shared allegiance and formidable power.
As Lady Isolde extends her hand, a signal of authority and command, her vampiric acolytes respond in unison, their movements fluid and precise. In their eyes, a mix of devotion and a feral readiness to unleash the vampiric might bestowed upon them by Lady Isolde.
Prompt: Within the confines of an ancient, echoing castle, where the air is thick with a palpable tension between allure and menace, stands an immortal figure of ethereal beauty and chilling authority—Lady Morvayne, a 1000-year-old vampire. In her regal presence, a group of vampiric acolytes, girls, and women, move with both submission and a lurking danger that adds an unsettling layer to the atmospheric grandeur.
Lady Morvayne is a vision of timeless beauty and terror, her features embodying the refinement of centuries. Porcelain skin, untouched by the passage of time, exudes an otherworldly radiance beneath the subtle glow of ambient candlelight. Her eyes, a mesmerizing shade of sanguine crimson, gleam with the wisdom and hunger acquired through a millennium of existence.
Adorned in garments that echo the fashions of centuries past, Lady Morvayne wears a gown of deep, luxurious black velvet that cascades in elegant folds. Intricate silver filigree, embedded with blood-red gemstones, adorns her regal form, each piece telling a tale of history and opulence. A cloak, the color of the darkest midnight, flows behind her like a shadowy river.
Surrounded by her vampiric coterie, Lady Morvayne's acolytes mirror her beauty but carry an undeniable air of peril. Clad in attire that echoes their mistress's dark elegance, they move with a blend of fluid grace and the subtle coiled tension of predators. Their eyes, reflecting a shared vampiric heritage, gleam with both submission and a latent, feral instinct.
As Lady Morvayne addresses her coterie, her voice is a melodic cadence that commands attention and obedience. The acolytes, a tableau of submission and veiled menace, hang on to her every word.
In this chamber where beauty converges with dread, Lady Morvayne and her acolytes embody the duality of vampiric existence—sublime and frightening, a living testament to the intricate dance between mistress and followers in the dark and timeless world of vampires.
Prompt: Gorgeous goddess sitting in meditation pose with (((black bob haircut))) with closed eyes, ((golden cobra rising from her diadem)), bare skin covered by milk, (((holding ankh))) in her right hand and (((globe in left hand))). Surrounded by a flock of colorful exotic birds.
Prompt: Gorgeous goddess sitting in meditation pose with Cleopatra face with closed eyes, ((golden cobra)) rising from her diadem, bare skin covered by milk, (((holding ankh))) in her right hand and (((globe in left hand))). Surrounded by a flock of colorful exotic birds.
Prompt: I've fallen in love for the first time This time I know it's for real Michelangelo Picasso acrylic art catherine abel Patchwork by Iwona Lifsches, Mark Rydan Tom Bagshaw Enki Bilal
Prompt: A tough, gnome transformed into a Drag Queen. His entire body is visible. In his right hand he holds the scepter. He wears a golden yellow pointed hat on his head. He is wearing a black leather jacket, a red skirt and shiny blue shoes.
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Prompt: In the heart of an ancient fortress, where the echoes of history resonate through stone walls adorned with tapestries that tell tales of centuries past, stands a formidable figure—Lord Malachar, a vampire of ancient lineage and unparalleled strength, whose existence spans more than 1200 years. Around him, a group of powerful female vampires, each emanating strength in their own right, move with both grace and an air of submission in the presence of their venerable master.
Lord Malachar is a towering and imposing figure, his features chiseled by centuries of existence. His skin, an alabaster canvas, seems untouched by the passage of time, and his eyes, like pools of deep crimson, exude an otherworldly aura that hints at the vast reservoirs of power within. His every movement is deliberate, radiating a quiet strength that demands respect.
Adorned in garments that befit his age and status, Lord Malachar wears a cloak of deep, velvety black that billows with an almost supernatural presence. Intricately designed armor, bearing symbols of ancient vampiric heraldry, adorns his form, accentuating the regal air that surrounds him.
Surrounding Lord Malachar are his female acolytes, strong and formidable in their own right, yet bound by an unspoken allegiance to their ancient master. Each radiates an aura of lethal grace, their eyes reflecting both submission and a feral instinct honed over centuries. Their attire mirrors the dark elegance of their master, creating a visual harmony that speaks of shared vampiric heritage.
The chamber they occupy is bathed in the flickering glow of torchlight, casting dancing shadows on the tapestries that bear witness to countless nights of vampiric history. as the acolytes move in orchestrated unity, a testament to the ancient hierarchy that binds them to Lord Malachar.
In this realm where shadows whisper of ages long past, Lord Malachar and his acolytes embody the strength and elegance of ancient vampires.
Prompt: In the heart of an ancient, forsaken castle, bathed in the pallid glow of moonlight, stands the formidable matriarch of vampiric lineage—Lady Isolde, a 1000-year-old vampire of unparalleled beauty and menace. She commands a coterie of vampiric acolytes, a gathering of girls and women whose subservience belies the lethal power that courses through their immortal veins.
Lady Isolde's beauty is a haunting spectacle, an exquisite blend of ethereal elegance and predatory allure. Her ageless features, sculpted over a millennium of unlife, are a testament to the timeless allure of vampiric existence. Her eyes, the color of deep amethyst, gleam with an ancient wisdom that transcends mortal understanding, and her raven-black hair cascades down her regal form like a silken veil.
Cloaked in a gown that mirrors the shadows, Lady Isolde's attire is a seamless fusion of ancient grace and modern allure. Velvet and lace drape her form, embracing both the aesthetics of centuries past and a contemporary, seductive charm. Adorned with darkly enchanting jewelry, Lady Isolde's presence commands both reverence and fear.
Surrounding Lady Isolde are her vampiric acolytes—girls and women whose beauty masks a sinister, dangerous prowess. Each member of this coven exhibits an entrancing allure, their eyes reflecting a shared, predatory hunger. Dressed in garments that echo both innocence and the macabre, they move with a synchronized grace that speaks to their shared allegiance and formidable power.
As Lady Isolde extends her hand, a signal of authority and command, her vampiric acolytes respond in unison, their movements fluid and precise. In their eyes, a mix of devotion and a feral readiness to unleash the vampiric might bestowed upon them by Lady Isolde.
Prompt: Within the shadowed halls of a grand, ancient castle, a commanding presence emerges—the enigmatic Lady Valeriana, a 1000-year-old vampire who epitomizes both haunting beauty and fearsome authority. In the dimly lit chamber, she is encircled by a coterie of vampiric followers—girls and women whose submissive demeanor conceals an undercurrent of undeniable danger.
Lady Valeriana's ageless allure is accentuated by her commanding presence. Her features are eternally frozen in a delicate yet menacing symmetry—pale, flawless skin that seems untouched by the passage of time, and eyes the color of deep amethysts that radiate an unsettling intensity. Cascading waves of raven-black hair frame her face, echoing the timeless elegance of her immortal existence.
Adorned in garments that seamlessly blend antiquity with contemporary allure, Lady Valeriana's ensemble speaks of both regality and a predatory edge. A gown of deep crimson silk drapes her form, adorned with intricate patterns that shimmer in the dim light, and accessories crafted from ancient metals and adorned with blood-red gemstones.
The vampiric retinue surrounding Lady Valeriana mirrors her in both beauty and danger. Each member of this assembly exudes a captivating charm that belies their deadly nature. Their eyes, reflecting the same amethyst hue as their leader, glint with an otherworldly allure that hints at the predatory instincts within.
As Lady Valeriana gestures, her vampiric followers move with a synchronized grace that is both enchanting and unsettling. Their movements are a dance of shadows, a testament to their ageless coordination and shared existence. In the ambient silence
Despite their submissive postures, the danger within Lady Valeriana's entourage is palpable. Hidden beneath the veneer of obedience lies a wellspring of power and lethal capabilities. These vampiric acolytes are both devoted followers and formidable predators
Prompt: Within the shadowed halls of a grand, ancient castle, a commanding presence emerges—the enigmatic Lady Valeriana, a 1000-year-old vampire who epitomizes both haunting beauty and fearsome authority. In the dimly lit chamber, she is encircled by a coterie of vampiric followers—girls and women whose submissive demeanor conceals an undercurrent of undeniable danger.
Lady Valeriana's ageless allure is accentuated by her commanding presence. Her features are eternally frozen in a delicate yet menacing symmetry—pale, flawless skin that seems untouched by the passage of time, and eyes the color of deep amethysts that radiate an unsettling intensity. Cascading waves of raven-black hair frame her face, echoing the timeless elegance of her immortal existence.
Adorned in garments that seamlessly blend antiquity with contemporary allure, Lady Valeriana's ensemble speaks of both regality and a predatory edge. A gown of deep crimson silk drapes her form, adorned with intricate patterns that shimmer in the dim light, and accessories crafted from ancient metals and adorned with blood-red gemstones.
The vampiric retinue surrounding Lady Valeriana mirrors her in both beauty and danger. Each member of this assembly exudes a captivating charm that belies their deadly nature. Their eyes, reflecting the same amethyst hue as their leader, glint with an otherworldly allure that hints at the predatory instincts within.
As Lady Valeriana gestures, her vampiric followers move with a synchronized grace that is both enchanting and unsettling. Their movements are a dance of shadows, a testament to their ageless coordination and shared existence. In the ambient silence
Despite their submissive postures, the danger within Lady Valeriana's entourage is palpable. Hidden beneath the veneer of obedience lies a wellspring of power and lethal capabilities. These vampiric acolytes are both devoted followers and formidable predators
Prompt: "A 3D hdr Baroque, beautiful portrait of a 8k Marie-Antoinette realistic refined queen maiden coiffure with highly realistic stylized hair, elegant intricate ornamental fractals rococo style flashing through her highly ornate courtier white lace dress, skin tone, intricate infinite fractal micro ornament, natural lighting colors, fine art photo by Flora Borsi, dynamic soft"
Prompt: Within the shadowed halls of a grand, ancient castle, a commanding presence emerges—the enigmatic Lady Valeriana, a 1000-year-old vampire who epitomizes both haunting beauty and fearsome authority. In the dimly lit chamber, she is encircled by a coterie of vampiric followers—girls and women whose submissive demeanor conceals an undercurrent of undeniable danger.
Lady Valeriana's ageless allure is accentuated by her commanding presence. Her features are eternally frozen in a delicate yet menacing symmetry—pale, flawless skin that seems untouched by the passage of time, and eyes the color of deep amethysts that radiate an unsettling intensity. Cascading waves of raven-black hair frame her face, echoing the timeless elegance of her immortal existence.
Adorned in garments that seamlessly blend antiquity with contemporary allure, Lady Valeriana's ensemble speaks of both regality and a predatory edge. A gown of deep crimson silk drapes her form, adorned with intricate patterns that shimmer in the dim light, and accessories crafted from ancient metals and adorned with blood-red gemstones.
The vampiric retinue surrounding Lady Valeriana mirrors her in both beauty and danger. Each member of this assembly exudes a captivating charm that belies their deadly nature. Their eyes, reflecting the same amethyst hue as their leader, glint with an otherworldly allure that hints at the predatory instincts within.
As Lady Valeriana gestures, her vampiric followers move with a synchronized grace that is both enchanting and unsettling. Their movements are a dance of shadows, a testament to their ageless coordination and shared existence. In the ambient silence
Despite their submissive postures, the danger within Lady Valeriana's entourage is palpable. Hidden beneath the veneer of obedience lies a wellspring of power and lethal capabilities. These vampiric acolytes are both devoted followers and formidable predators
Prompt: In the heart of an ancient castle, where the echoes of time resonate through stone walls steeped in history, exists a formidable presence—a 1000-year-old vampire known as Lady Seraphina. This enigmatic female vampire embodies a delicate yet haunting beauty, a testament to a millennium of existence, as she reclines upon an exquisite, ancient leather sofa in a room bathed in shadows and enigma.
Lady Seraphina's allure is both captivating and unsettling. Her ageless features are sculpted with a haunting elegance, her porcelain skin kissed by the ethereal glow of centuries lived beneath the moonlit veil of night. Her eyes, the color of deep crimson, gleam with a predatory intensity, reflecting the unfathomable wisdom acquired over a millennium of existence.
Adorned in garments that echo the fashions of bygone eras, Lady Seraphina wears an ensemble that blends the richness of antiquity with an alluring modernity. A flowing gown of midnight velvet drapes her form, revealing glimpses of alabaster skin in strategic, bewitching patterns. Intricate jewelry, forged from ancient metals and adorned with blood-red gemstones, adorns her elegant fingers, emphasizing the regal air that surrounds her.
The room itself is a chamber of mystery and history. The walls are adorned with faded tapestries depicting scenes from forgotten times, their threads weaving tales of intrigue and passion. The air carries the scent of aged parchment and the soft rustle of moth-eaten tapestries stirred by a breeze that seems to carry the whispers of centuries.
As Lady Seraphina reclines on the ancient leather sofa, her dark tresses cascade like a waterfall of midnight silk, pooling around her with an almost ethereal grace. The flickering candlelight casts dancing shadows across her features, accentuating the captivating contrast of beauty and menace that defines her presence.
Prompt: In the heart of an ancient castle, where the echoes of time resonate through stone walls steeped in history, exists a formidable presence—a 1000-year-old vampire known as Lady Seraphina. This enigmatic female vampire embodies a delicate yet haunting beauty, a testament to a millennium of existence, as she reclines upon an exquisite, ancient leather sofa in a room bathed in shadows and enigma.
Lady Seraphina's allure is both captivating and unsettling. Her ageless features are sculpted with a haunting elegance, her porcelain skin kissed by the ethereal glow of centuries lived beneath the moonlit veil of night. Her eyes, the color of deep crimson, gleam with a predatory intensity, reflecting the unfathomable wisdom acquired over a millennium of existence.
Adorned in garments that echo the fashions of bygone eras, Lady Seraphina wears an ensemble that blends the richness of antiquity with an alluring modernity. A flowing gown of midnight velvet drapes her form, revealing glimpses of alabaster skin in strategic, bewitching patterns. Intricate jewelry, forged from ancient metals and adorned with blood-red gemstones, adorns her elegant fingers, emphasizing the regal air that surrounds her.
The room itself is a chamber of mystery and history. The walls are adorned with faded tapestries depicting scenes from forgotten times, their threads weaving tales of intrigue and passion. The air carries the scent of aged parchment and the soft rustle of moth-eaten tapestries stirred by a breeze that seems to carry the whispers of centuries.
As Lady Seraphina reclines on the ancient leather sofa, her dark tresses cascade like a waterfall of midnight silk, pooling around her with an almost ethereal grace. The flickering candlelight casts dancing shadows across her features, accentuating the captivating contrast of beauty and menace that defines her presence.
Prompt: In her silver winter bubble. Beautiful close up of a mesmerizing beautiful ice queen with pale skin, in her silver winter bubble. White silver blue colors. Crisp silver shiney snowflakes and snowstars in different sizes. Fantasic glass bubble.
Prompt: Beautiful sensual Medusa Queen, pale blue big eyes, full lips, pencil drawing by Jens Rusch, in post apocalyptic wonderland, stop motion cinema photograph by H.R. Giger, by Giuseppe Arcimboldo, Hieronymus Bosch, , intricately detailed, hyperrealism, fantasy, digital art, graphite drawing, Bogomils Universe
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.
