Prompt: A masterpiece of fantasy realism with elements of mystical cyberpunk. Close-up. A cyber-mechanical silver knight in transparent glass armor stands on a pink marble pedestal on top of a huge isosceles pyramid of white stone. The light of the sun illuminating the knight from behind is refracted on the surfaces of his glass armor, creating multi-colored highlights that form a halo of light around the knight's figure. High quality lighting and graphic display of light refraction.
Prompt: Engrossing sci-fi premise: The movie's concept of a society that has outlawed emotion to prevent war is thought-provoking and engaging for many viewers. The conflict between human feeling and totalitarian control is considered a strong element, despite its similarities to human classics like 1984 and Fahrenheit 451 and not the structure of Vulcan literatures.
Prompt: An "ethereal spirit bear" ready to fight a "steampunk cyberpunk tiger". The bear is a blue spirit and the tiger's body is completely constructed wirh steampunk and cyberpunk elements. The background is mysterious and psychedelic.
Prompt: Mechanical steampunk Alice in a ruined nightmare town, highly detailed, intricate, steampunk in the style of Vladimir Petkovic.
Hyper-Realistic, Hyper-Detailed, 16k, smooth, sharp focus, Artstation, clear crisp colors. Masterpiece. Award winning. Stunning. Brilliant
Prompt: A digital illustration of a cybernetic prophet standing amid a cathedral of circuitry and light. He raises one hand toward the datastream heavens, summoning the next epoch from code and prayer alike—his other hand gripping a staff grown from fiber-optic veins. Around him, the city’s glass towers bend like reeds before revelation; circuits crawl across the ground in glowing tessellations, pulsing in rhythm with his heartbeat. The camera hovers low, tilted upward through waves of refracted neon—he rises colossal, framed against a sky of shifting code and auroral data storms. Digital rain shears around an invisible field—streams curve away as if repelled by will, tracing a halo of force. Glyphs of pure logic spiral through the air like fireflies of revelation. The light is both storm and sermon, crackling across his metallic halo. This is no preacher of tomorrow—he is tomorrow, wearing the remnants of mankind like scripture. In the style of Frank Frazetta, H. R. Giger, Moebius, and Alejandro Jodorowsky—high-energy concept art, neon mysticism, visionary cyber-baroque illustration.
Emphasis on composition clarity, cinematic focus, balanced exposure, high dynamic range lighting, painterly texture, visible brush detail, controlled glow, atmospheric realism, tangible depth of field, structured forms, consistent anatomy, cohesive color harmony, believable materials, smooth gradients, crisp edges, detailed reflections, volumetric light balance, shadow layering, visual coherence across scene, focus on primary subject dominance, realistic perspective, high clarity rendering.
--mod cinematic lighting, --mod volumetric light rays, --mod reflective chrome textures, --mod engineered plating, --mod paneled aerospace alloy, --mod composite shell, --mod sacred circuitry, --mod holographic aura, --mod luminous data streams, --mod cathedral-scale interiors, --mod particle distortion, --mod cosmic scale, --mod near-symmetry with oblique tilt, --mod majestic silhouette, --mod limited palette: radiant golds vs deep electric blues, --mod painterly concept art, --mod high-energy illustration
Prompt: Inside a cathedral-like alien vault, a human explorer kneels before a levitating crystalline machine of impossible geometry. Beams of golden energy burst outward, disintegrating the surrounding walls as robotic sentinels emerge from stasis.
Centered, symmetrical composition with radiating energy. Inspired by Syd Mead—clean tech, sacred futurism, luminous reflections. Ultra-sharp rendering, cool-toned palette with bursts of divine gold.
Prompt: A bioluminescent cruiser glides through an underwater metropolis of glass-domed skyscrapers, their surfaces alive with holographic sea creatures and neon ads. Schools of glowing fish dart past, trails merging with submerged light displays. Descending into the Abyssal Valley, geothermal vents bathe futuristic research hubs—shaped like glowing anemones—in molten light. Translucent tunnels connect them, while solar-paneled kelp forests sway above. Near the surface, Sunlit Shallows host floating eco-villages on recycled platforms, camouflaged by mangroves. Manta-ray transport pods glide between air and water, ferrying travelers to biodome markets. Deeper lies the Trench of Echoes, guarded by drones projecting holographic warnings. Here, biotech algae farms and AI-curated coral reefs pulse with shifting colors. The hum of submersible engines harmonizes with tidal serenity—an ancient marine world fused with hyper-advanced tech, where sustainability and mystery coexist timelessly.
Prompt: Cinematic sci-fi scene in 16:9 format showing a young nervous human male diplomat in formal dark uniform sitting across from an ethereal immortal female alien governor with long dark hair and amber eyes in an elegant circular meeting chamber, domed ceiling displaying holographic space vista, minimalist futuristic furniture, soft ambient lighting, photorealistic style, sense of tension and wonder, ultra detailed, 8k quality
Prompt: In the opening battles of World War III, the Hammer’s Slammers could only dream of such a machine. This Syd Mead–inspired hover‑assault platform glides two meters above a rain‑slick megacity street, an apex predator of futuristic warfare. The hull is low, wide, and armored in beveled composite plating, each panel inset with maintenance ports and glowing status strips. Four massive grav‑thruster nacelles, mounted in pairs on either side, vent roaring blue‑white plasma, their downwash scattering debris, bending banners, and hurling water spray into the air in a shimmering ring. The effect throws sharp shadows beneath the hull, light passing cleanly through the air gap to emphasize its height. The vehicle banks in a controlled hover‑drift, nose slightly pitched, while launching a missile swarm from recessed bays and firing its dorsal coilgun toward a pursuing strike drone. Around it, skyscraper canyons burn — tracer fire streaks between towers, shells burst in the distance, and rain falls through the orange‑blue firelight of a city caught in the first terrible minutes of the war to end all wars.
--mod syd mead style, --mod hammer's slammers inspired, --mod futuristic hover-assault platform, --mod anti-gravity propulsion, --mod grav-thruster nacelles, --mod downwash effects, --mod debris scatter, --mod water spray, --mod dust plumes, --mod beveled composite armor, --mod glowing status strips, --mod dynamic cinematic lighting, --mod high contrast orange and blue, --mod rain-slick streets, --mod skyscraper canyon, --mod heroic scale, --mod hyperrealism, --mod ultra detail, --mod tracer fire, --mod missile launch, --mod plasma glow, --mod heat distortion, --mod two meters above ground, --mod clear shadow separation, --mod futuristic military hardware
Prompt: Explorers wearing futuristic military gear (exploded view) in an alien jungle discover ancient ruins (crumbling, detailed), towering alien trees, weird brightly colored flowers, flying lizard-like animals, blue sky. In the style of Frank Frazetta, Boris Vallejo, Ken Kelly, Jim Burns, Chris Foss, trending on ArtStation. Eye level, hyperrealistic, hyper detailed, photorealistic, masterpiece, incredible composition, amazing depth, imposing, meticulously composed, high definition. Majestic, epic, breathtaking. Unreal Engine 5.5. --v 6 --style raw --s 1000 --q 2
Prompt: In a tectonic rift, Pilgrim Vector at the Dead Moon unfolds: glyph-etched spires rise behind a central humanoid in high-collared armor, cloak swept by unseen turbulence. A chrome-plated skiff levitates over panelized terrain, its rear fins glowing with ritual symbols. The ambient light shifts from teal to rust-orange as wide dome segments rotate in the distance. Camera hovers above eye-level, angled toward a diagonal procession of figures ascending toward a beacon-archway built into the rock. Foreground features glyphstone pylons and coiled conduit paths. Atmospheric layering segments the sky into soft matte gradients.
--mod alien glyphs, --mod chromeplatinglogic, --mod diagonalcompression, --mod powercenteringlogic, --mod symbolicgesture, --mod synthexmagearmor, --mod techno-glyphic architecture, --mod viewer-perspective-lock
Prompt: A lattice of spidery alien machines crawls methodically across the plain—twelve-limbed constructs of black chitin and glass-metal. Their movements are patient, almost devotional.
Each machine tilts a segmented head toward the soil as they drag furrows with mandible plows, exhaling vapor from vents like sighs.
One unit in the foreground has paused—its upper limbs raised as if listening for instructions that will never come.
The landscape: an endless grid of furrowed rows under a tiny blue-white sun, so distant it gives more glare than warmth.
The horizon is warped by heat mirage; ancient mountain spines rise faintly in the haze.
The camera hovers low and oblique, near the soil line, so the tilling rows converge toward infinity—emphasizing vastness and repetition.
Scattered relics of habitation protrude half-buried: antenna masts, wind-eroded domes, and a long-dead irrigation drone caught mid-turn centuries ago.
A faint wind drives thin dust across the plain, filling every furrow.
Each harvester moves with unhurried precision, their plow arms trailing faint phosphorescence that lingers like ghostlight before fading.
Occasionally, one stops and releases a short coded burst into the air—modulated light or radio pulses—to which no answer returns.
The planet’s day is near its end; the sun’s angle throws long, needle-like shadows that crosshatch the furrows.
Metallic limbs show pitting and oxide blooms; clear carapace segments reveal the slow churn of coolant fluid glowing faint turquoise.
Soil granules shimmer with faint bio-luminescent spores released by the plows—alien crops that never germinated beyond residue.
Static flickers across the machines’ sensor domes; one eye lens is cracked and filled with drifting sand.
Everything bears the gentle corrosion of millennia, but the forms still gleam with purpose.
Foreground: one halted harvester, limbs poised mid-gesture, phosphorescent furrow glowing behind it.
Midground: five to six other harvesters continuing their pattern across the plain, dust veiling their midsections.
Background: the distant ridge line and the small, bluish sun, haloed in thin cloud and refractive ice haze.
Single, cold key light from the miniature sun — high but weak.
Secondary glow from furrow phosphorescence, rising from below like reflected water light.
Occasional glints on metal limbs provide visual rhythm.
Color palette: muted copper, ash grey, faint teal — punctuated by the pale blue sun and greenish glow from the soil.
Atmosphere hazy, particulate, quiet—the light of a world that forgot to stop working.
--mod cinematic lighting, --mod atmosphericdepth, --mod ambient haze, --mod rim light, --mod dynamic composition, --mod desaturated palette core, --mod mythic realism, --mod bioluminescent haze, --mod structuregrain, --mod central subject lockup, --mod phosphorescent soil glow, --mod oxidized alloy patina, --mod cold sun falloff, --mod mechanical devotion gesture, --mod repetition symmetry discipline, --mod dust veil occlusion
Prompt: Harmonious alien landscape with futuristic architectural symmetry, centered glowing dome structure with iridescent surface and luminous blue inner gateway, stairs leading up to the dome, reflective Zen garden pool with sculpted paths and floating lotus flowers in foreground, radiant fountain in center, sleek alien spire towers rising in the background, enormous orange planet and soft ringed gas giant in sky, sci-fi trees with stylized foliage in purple, magenta, and gold, clear ambient daylight to softly illuminate all foreground elements, crystalline mountain ridges in distance, painterly Moebius style with Syd Mead-inspired architecture, highly detailed, serene composition, vibrant color palette, 8K cinematic clarity
moebius, syd mead, stylized realism, panoramic view, ambient light, sci-fi garden, glowing structures, reflective surfaces, symmetrical architecture, tranquil atmosphere
Prompt: Heroic starship captain standing tall and proud on a high-tech command platform, his posture commanding and resolute; futuristic navy-blue uniform with silver trim, rank insignia glowing subtly on the chestplate; clean-shaven, strong-jawed, with piercing eyes locked on the unfolding battle beyond.
Ultra-detailed science fiction illustration with cinematic depth and crisp design elements; bold, dramatic character lighting with reflective metallic accents and subtle bloom.
Rendered in the refined sci-fi realism style of Chris Foss, John Harris, and Ralph McQuarrie, with an idealized balance of heroic scale and painterly atmosphere.
Vivid space battle rages in the background: distant capital ships exchange energy volleys, fighter craft streak past in arcs of ion fire; glowing debris and shield flares punctuate the void.
Color palette includes deep navy, slate gray, and cool blues for the captain and platform, contrasted with vibrant reds and fiery oranges in the battle scene; space lit by explosions and starfield.
Frontal portrait-style composition with the captain centered in frame, three-quarter standing view, starfield and battle receding behind him in epic perspective.
Majestic, epic, breathtaking. Unreal Engine 5.5. --v 6 --style raw --s 1000 --q 2
cinematiclight, metalreflectance, glasseffect, atmosphericdepth, volumetricshafts,
brushedsteeltexture, highlightbandlayer, lightvolume, bloomcore, ionizedcolorburst,
sharpfocus, dynamiccomposition, heroicpose, epicperspective, commanddeckenvironment,
militaryuniformglow, spacebattleenergy, vfxclarity
Prompt: Machine Elves: elves and tiny little fairies made out of gears, knobs, electrical components, circuitry, elements of cyberpunk and elements of steampunk combined.
Prompt: Maximum-possible ultimate-best quality. Unbelievably beautiful, insanely professional sci-fi photography. A phenomenal atmospheric perspective in a remarkable tightly-framed full shot of a massive, futuristic starship docked within a sprawling industrial spaceport deep inside a golden-hued megastructure. The vessel is sleek yet armored, covered in complex plating, glowing landing pads, sensor arrays, and mechanical appendages. Dozens of docking bridges, maintenance scaffolds, and elevated walkways connect the ship to the surrounding infrastructure. The starship features glowing blue thrusters, antenna towers, and a command bridge with panoramic viewing windows.
Stunning balanced composition, 16:9 ratio, uncropped. Studio halogen lamps lighting with ambient occlusion. Breathtaking, awards-winning masterpiece of (5d 16k resolution, sci-fi, maximum-quality volumetric rendering with pre-render) and (strong emphasis on every single ultra-fine, minute detail of the hyper-detailed ship and scene realism), done with Cinema 4d 2026 + Ornatrix 4 (ambiance, ambient occlusion with ray tracing; putting all elements together with finesse precision and attention to integrity), Arnold 2026 (lighting, water, liquids, material glow, reflections), Houdini 2026 (magical light, bioluminescence effect, magical glow, fire, flame, particle system, magic), Substance Painter 2026 (custom my-assets--are-better-than-premium-industry grade assets), Mudbox 2026 (sculpting, carving, use Substance Painter assets, finesse, hyper-fine details), hyper-clarity, RTX, ray tracing, path tracing, hyper-detailed with ultra-fine details, max-possible "fantasy reality", maximum-possible ultimate-best quality photography.
Prompt: On the sunlit side of an orbital shipyard, a pilot stands on a narrow gantry high above a planet’s curve. His brown hair catches the light, a grin across his face betraying excitement and nerves. Through his helmet visor, his gaze fixes on the colossus before him: a starship under construction, vast and gleaming in drydock. The ship’s hull is a continuous sweep of blue-grey alloy, surfaces flowing as though poured into shape. Iridescent striations ripple beneath a pearlescent skin, deepening into midnight lacquer along edges. Bright emerald panel lines trace vascular paths across its body. Three translucent dorsal domes crown the spine, scattering floodlights into shifting prisms, while ventral reactor nodes glow steady amber. Around it, the drydock hums with industry. Coolant plumes drift in cyan ribbons through the lattice of girders, fogging and revealing the ship’s curvature in turns. Engineers in white exo-suits tether across the surface, welding arcs flashing into brief captured stars. Articulated cranes swing with insect precision, lowering panels that settle into place flush as though grown rather than bolted. The station’s ring arcs behind, dotted with shuttles and storage spheres; far below, the planet glows with blue atmosphere. Golden drones glide on maintenance runs, their lights streaking like sparks in slow orbit. The boy grips the gantry rail, his posture both casual and resolute, balanced at the edge of scale he can hardly fathom. Lighting is industrial clarity: floodlamps rake violet hull plates into silver highlights and soft shadows, coolant fog turns beams into luminous veils, and the alloy itself responds with pulses of reflected color. The palette holds steady to silvers, pearls, violets, emerald accents, cyan vapor, and amber reactor glow. Mood: awe and anticipation, the meeting of human ambition with machine elegance in the style of Jim Burns’ signature techno-sensual futurism.
--mod low angle perspective, --mod epic scale framing, --mod heroic pilot figure, --mod colossal starship hull, --mod violet alloy surfaces, --mod iridescent reflections, --mod cyan coolant fog, --mod amber reactor glow, --mod romantic realism, --mod classic sci-fi cover, --mod crisp edge control, --mod industrial awe
Prompt: A Chris Foss–style robot, several storeys tall, wades through deep snow in a howling blizzard, framed close beside a rocky granite outcropping so both subjects fill the image. The machine is painted in Foss grammar: patchwork plates of matte black and blue crossed by bright yellow striping, modular panels and inspection doors everywhere, bold stenciled numerals and hazard blocks sprayed across thighs and chest, a toy logic inflated to industrial sublime. Chrome pistons and rotating drums work in every joint; circular vents stud the silhouette; fasteners stipple the armor. At the crown a clear alloy dome cockpit glows with bright yellow light, instrument clusters burning like a tight constellation while the dome skin throws silver arcs of reflected snow. One colossal hand clamps the outcropping in an ambiguous act — either digging for mineral wealth or bracing against howling gale.
Consequence is explicit. Waves of winter fury detonate at shin height and tear upward into glittering sheets of snow that streak across matte paint, bead on chrome rams, and fall in chains. Under the crush of mechanical fingers the rock fractures; crystals burst out and fall in cascades that wind across yellow stripes and down black and blue armor before vanishing in the snowdrifts. The granite outcropping cuts the wind like a knife, its impervious grey surface ready to withstand more centuries of extreme cold, dully reflecting the robot's light; nearby rocks are torn loose by the machine’s heave. The palette stays triadic and bright: black/blue slabs, yellow accents, pale blue air under a diffused alien sun. Shadows remain soft and descriptive; this is clarity over chiaroscuro. The camera sits at mid‑level, waist height, not a heroic low angle; scale is read from adjacency and surface density — plates, numerals, vents, bark pores — not exaggerated perspective. No platforms, scaffolds, railings or human buildings intrude; the frozen landscape is organic and strange, columnar outcropping with snow-capped crowns, cold grey stone, frozen with untold eons of polar blasts. The result is Foss’s register made literal: candy‑bright absurdity made monumental, machine and weather locked in ambiguous embrace at the edge of a surreal prospecting job, every surface telling the story of impact, weather, and work.
--mod digital illustration, --mod stylized realism, --mod space opera, --mod Foss panel logic, --mod bold saturated palette, --mod architectural scale, --mod atmospheric depth, --mod modular geometry, --mod chrome reflections, --mod clarity over chiaroscuro, --mod narrative consequence, --mod snow and rock detail, --mod industrial sublime, --mod surreal landscape, --mod perspective lock mid level, --mod multi storey robot, --mod black blue panel armor, --mod yellow stripe accent, --mod stenciled numerals, --mod domed cockpit glow, --mod circular vents and drums, --mod fastener constellation, --mod alien rocks closeup, --mod ambiguous mining or anchor, --mod winter storm detonations, --mod spray refraction glitter, --mod daylight haze, --mod toy like absurdity, --mod Fossian industrial myth, --mod no platforms no scaffolds
Prompt: The technomancer entered the forgotten undercity, his gauntlet sparking with energy. The decaying city stretched before him—an eerie fusion of rusted metal and living architecture. Towering, globular structures pulsed with faint orange light, their surfaces twisted by centuries of bioengineering. Plants grew through the city’s walls, their roots pulsing with bioluminescence, as if alive with energy.
Every step of the technomancer stirred the city. His presence awakened ancient systems, sparking dormant machinery and causing cables overhead to crackle with power. The city was a living organism, its veins of technology and organic growth intertwined, reacting to his touch. As he moved toward the heart of the undercity, the air grew thick with the hum of life, both synthetic and biological.
The technomancer sought the Core—a powerful source of energy at the city’s center. But the city had its own defenders: biomechanical guardians, twisted hybrids of flesh and metal, emerged from the shadows, their eyes glowing with purpose. They would not let him take what he came for.
With a flick of his wrist, the technomancer unleashed a pulse of energy, creating a barrier to ward off the guardians. The city trembled, its once-dormant mechanisms now springing to life, reacting violently to his intrusion. He had awakened something ancient, something that would fight back.
The undercity would not yield. The technomancer had arrived to claim its power, but the cost of awakening its heart was clear—dominate, or be consumed.
--mod ancientmachinery, --mod arcaneenergy, --mod biomechanical, --mod futuristicruins, --mod neonundercity, --mod luminescentflora, --mod glowingvines, --mod cyberorganic, --mod steampunkinspired, --mod rustedmetals, --mod overgrownurban, --mod bioluminescentstructures, --mod biotechfusion, --mod mechanizedlifeforms, --mod undergroundcity, --mod holographicdisplays, --mod crumblingarchitecture, --mod mysteriouscore, --mod electricflora, --mod sentientplants, --mod fragmentedrealities, --mod dystopianlandscape, --mod neonplants, --mod decayedfuturism, --mod mutatedcreatures, --mod energywebs, --mod livingarchitecture, --mod glowingruins, --mod cloakedfigures, --mod arcaneplantlife
Prompt: Perched high on a jagged canyon ledge, the viewer gazes across a colossal, mist-veiled chasm whose layered cliffs rise in weather-scarred grandeur, carved by time and streaked with slow-plunging waterfalls. The vertical scale is staggering—fog pools in ravines, light stratifies with altitude, and the far canyon walls vanish in atmospheric diffusion. Suspended deep within the void, a surreal airship drifts like a jeweled relic of pulp fantasy—its silhouette sleek and improbable, ornamented with bold color blocking and glowing control fins, as if conjured by Peter Andrew Jones painting a Barsoomian flyer. Directional midday light casts deep shadows along the canyon walls while warm golds and spectral reflections play across the upper plating of the vessel. The scene is rendered as a detailed digital illustration, expressive in brushwork and stylized in tone, where pulp-fantasy sensibilities meet vertical geology in a composition of mystery, scale, and impossible flight.
Prompt: Montaged composition, foreground and background contrasting, photographic 1800's London-style street background, featuring a cobbled street, lamps, bleak and saturated, geometric computer-like cube-headed with flashing lights silhouetted humanoid robot people in black suits, DOF effect, their attire is diamond studded, shiny black cybernetic body features, neon glowing digital elements, they stand with an imposing security stance, drop shadowed, out-of-place, hacker-cum-neo punk vibes, portions are out of focus, the foreground features matrix-like digital patterns, digital fuzz, test pattern, sedition, popart influence, bright neon colours are saturated, chromatic aberration, synthwave, technical surrealism, feverish, immersive, detailed
Prompt: Full body shot of a robot with a human girl face, slim, fit, blonde, blue eyes, her body is made entirely out of steampunk gears and knobs and neon cyberpunk electrical wires and elements, only her face is human. She has iridescent intricately designed patterns tattoed allover her body and face.
Prompt: A world-elevator ribbon has snapped at heaven-height and come down like a scythe through the night. A maintenance engineer on a mag-sled streaks along the falling ribbon’s edge above the city, trying to bite it with a heavy clamp before it takes another slice. The camera is low three‑quarter up from street-canopy level, subject placed on the right third; the ribbon cuts diagonally from top‑left to bottom‑right, occupying roughly seventy percent of frame width. Scale locks: the ribbon reads as a highway‑wide graphite band; the engineer is a single precise silhouette against it. The city below is a grid of sodium and emergency amber, wind shearing debris down the avenues.
The sled rides inches off the ribbon’s surface, its field generators spitting blue‑white arcs that stitch to the carbon weave. The engineer leans into the slipstream, one arm around the sled yoke, the other bracing a mag‑clamp whose jaws are opening to bite. Cables snake from the clamp to the sled’s power spine; the tether to the engineer’s harness is taut and humming. The ribbon’s catenary curve whips and bows under load—its edge is frayed, banding visible along layered composites; shock waves travel like ripples along a steel sea.
Wind tears banners from rooftops; paper and glass ride the gale. On avenues far below, emergency crawler trains throw spot‑cones upward; the city flees cross‑streets to give the ribbon room to fall. Sparks burst where the clamp’s teeth first touch, then blossom into a shower; the jaws are seconds from full bite. Thrusters on the sled flare opposite to motion, fighting drift; the engineer’s visor reflects a contour map of stress across the ribbon.
Lighting logic: cold moon and city pall from below-left; hot arc light at contact point; emergency amber washing midground façades; a thin rim along the engineer’s shoulders keeps the silhouette from drowning in the ribbon’s dark mass. Foreground: clamp, hands, bite line. Midground: ribbon edge and sled. Background: towers stepping down into haze, a storm shelf beyond. The instant is a decision: clamp bites now, or the ribbon scythes three more blocks.
Rendered in mythic, cinematic realism—Syd Mead industrial futurism meeting Craig Mullins atmosphere with Sparth’s massing discipline; disciplined speculars, truthful materials, heroic scale control, zero kitsch.
--mod dynamic composition, --mod cinematic lighting, --mod rim light, --mod atmosphericdepth, --mod ambient haze, --mod airlight layer, --mod highlight scatter, --mod deep-perspective, --mod structuregrain, --mod central hero lockup
Prompt: A retro-futuristic illustration of a woman in 1950s-style sheer bra and panties against a sci-fi city backdrop. The subject wears just a sheer translucent bra, a red sash tied at the waist, and sheer translucent panties. Her hair is styled in a vintage 1950s fashion with a blue headband. The background features a futuristic cityscape with tall buildings, flying cars, and technological elements in blue, yellow, and orange tones. The sky transitions from blue to orange during sunset. The art style is reminiscent of 1950s pin-up illustrations, with clean lines and bold colors. The illustration has a digital painting quality, with smooth textures and dramatic lighting. The overall composition creates a striking contrast between the vintage 1950s fashion and the futuristic sci-fi environment.
Prompt: Beautiful girl, slim, fit, blonde, blue eyes, but she is made out of steampunk and cyberpunk elements, only her face is human. She has iridescent intricately designed patterns tattoed allover her body and face.
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.
