Prompt: In the desolate depths of a realm shrouded in eternal darkness, there exists a figure of unfathomable malevolence—the Demon King, an ancient horror whose very presence inspires dread and despair. His towering form looms ominously, a specter of terror cloaked in a sinister aura that ensnares the souls of adventurers and explorers who dare to cross his path.
The Demon King's skin is pallid and sickly, a sickly shade of gray that seems to absorb the feeble light that dares to penetrate the abyssal gloom. His eyes, twin orbs of fiery crimson, blaze with a malevolent intelligence that pierces the darkness with an unholy glow. Curved black horns crown his head like twisted crowns of thorns, casting elongated shadows that dance across the cavernous walls.
Surrounded by a suffocating shroud of black and dark energy, the Demon King exudes an aura of cosmic dread that freezes the blood and chills the soul. Those who dare to gaze upon him feel a primal instinct to flee, yet find themselves rooted to the spot by an unseen force, their wills crushed beneath the weight of his malevolent presence.
Adventurers and explorers who stumble into the Demon King's domain soon find themselves ensnared in a nightmarish labyrinth of torment and despair.
In the realm of cosmic dread where the Demon King reigns supreme, there is no hope, no salvation—only the endless torment of those who dare to defy the darkness.
Prompt: Ink drawing. Moonlit night. Iron fence with bars, stone arch at the entrance to the property. Two-story estate in Gothic style. Horror movie atmosphere. Details.
Prompt: In this ethereal artistic composition, a serene profile emerges from deep shadows, dissolving gracefully into a flock of soaring birds. Dramatic side lighting creates a striking contrast between light and shadow, while swirling mist adds to the dreamlike atmosphere. The transformation from solid form to floating birds suggests a beautiful metamorphosis, capturing a moment of pure artistic expression in stunning black and white tones.
Prompt: Obscure figure in tailored suit, seated in luxurious armchair, engulfed by shadows, obscured facial features, sinister body language, hands subtly clasped, legs crossed suggestively, dimly lit setting, eerie atmosphere, enigmatic aura, dark and moody color palette, dramatic shadows, digital art, detailed and realistic style.
Prompt: eerie grin, nara period, digital painting style with high contrast and saturation, cursed schoolgirl horror style, high-contrast, nightmare-draped, dark japanese macabre, lurking menace, foggy school corridor environment, moldy lockers in background, abandoned backpacks in foreground, deep crimson lighting, suffocating atmosphere, crimson and shadow colors --ar 3:4 --style raw
Prompt: TREES FLOATING ALONG THE BREEZE, intricate, sharp focus; art by Diego Rivera, fine art, elegant, cinematic lighting, 8k concept art; black and reds; trending on artstation; deep color; ink drawing; black and white, surreality
Prompt: The face of a lovely suntanned girl emerges, dream-like, from a dense thicket of palm fronds dripping with moisture and shimmering with slanting sunbeams. Her green eyes shine, picking up the glistening green color of the palm leaves. Her expression is mischievous, implying that she is hiding something.
Prompt: "Generate a visually compelling image with a Noir atmosphere, employing expressive strokes, cinematic compositions, minimalist yet impactful elements, effective use of silhouettes, and an innovative graphic narrative. The scene should evoke a sense of dramatic storytelling, capturing the essence of a noir-inspired setting while showcasing dynamic visual storytelling techniques."
Prompt: Cats as wild gatekeepers and a masterful jackal in a dark and unsettling city, where shadows hide dangers and secrets, cats rule as wild gatekeepers. They move with a calm, raptor-like grace, their eyes glowing in the dark, guarding the city's narrow streets and dark alleys.
Prompt: A shadowy room illuminated by the flickering flame of a single candle sits in the foreground, casting a warm glow against a textured wall. In the center of the scene stands a ninja in a dynamic pose, ready for action. The ninja is dressed in a traditional black outfit, including a hood and mask that obscures most of their facial features, leaving only their intense eyes visible. The ninja's skin tone is tan, and their body is athletic and muscular, suggesting agility and strength. They hold a gleaming katana in their right hand, positioned menacingly. The left hand is in a defensive posture, showcasing a grip on the weapon. The ninja's stance is low and wide, emphasizing their readiness for combat. The wooden floor beneath them is slightly visible in the dim light, adding to the atmosphere of tension and suspense. Design the image to emphasize the contrast between the darkness of the surroundings and the soft light from the candle, highlighting the figure of the ninja in a heroic and mysterious manner.
Prompt: A hand holding the universe, benday dots, crosshatches, shadows, chiaroscuro, retrofuturistic, horror, eerie, black and white combined with glitching red and yellow, cinematic, concept art, Digital Illustration
Prompt: In the middle of the night, in a dark and abandoned warehouse, stands a solitary figure shrouded in a cloak of mystery. Dim light from a flickering lantern illuminates the space, but shadows play their dark game, creating unknown shapes in the twilight.
On an old table covered in dust, lies an open dossier, its pages fluttering in the breeze. Papers with vague handwriting traces float in the air, as if trapped in time.
In the depths of the room, in the dark shadows, something mysteriously moves. It's impossible to discern what it is, but a feeling of discomfort and tension is inevitable. The figure in the picture, captured in a moment, feels her heart racing as she prepares for what may come.
The light from the lantern illuminates only the area around the table, while the rest of the warehouse fades into darkness. This unique shot conveys tension and mystery, pushing the figure one step closer to resolution.
Prompt: Ethereal Grim Reaper, towering and ominous, clad in a billowing dark cloak, wielding a menacing scythe, facing off against a frail elderly man in a high-stakes chess match. The setting is a dimly lit, eerie ambiance with ghostly spirits and ghouls hovering in the background, their presence adding a haunting element. Flames flicker around the two central figures, casting dramatic shadows. Focus on intricate details like the ornate chess pieces, the intensity in their eyes, and the contrast between life and death. Deep, rich color palette of blacks, greys, and fiery reds to enhance the macabre atmosphere. Lighting should be dramatic, highlighting the characters' features and the ghostly entities. Inspired by Henry Fuseli's gothic style, infuse a sense of foreboding and mystery into the scene, capturing the tension of the supernatural chess game.
Prompt: Outside the veranda, sunlight blooms
Where is it drifting, that dream adrift in the night
Oh, yesterday felt like it never arrived at all.
I wake beside you, a feather-light dream
Ink illustration in gold and beige wash.
Prompt: A gnarled tree stands silent in the woods, its trunk slowly enveloping a weather-worn doll, half-buried in bark—limbs faded, eyes hollow—like nature reclaiming forgotten innocence.
Prompt: La calda luce dorata del sole che filtra attraverso la lussureggiante volta color smeraldo al tramonto, gli insetti danzano, l'atmosfera nebbiosa avvolge imponenti alberi secolari, delicati fiori selvatici, fogliame vibrante, muschio vellutato, rami intricatamente annodati, i colori vividi di Takashi Murakami, l'atmosfera inquietante di Ash Thorp, l'essenza tradizionale delle foreste illuminate al neon di Syd Mead, texture iperrealistiche, microdettagli, messa a fuoco nitidissima, nitidezza da 64 megapixel, tono cinematografico, ombre ad alto contrasto e suggestivi.
Prompt: In the alleyways of forgotten dreams,
Where colors bleed and shadows scream,
A lone figure walks the broken path,
Tracing the steps of an ancient wrath.
Walls of crimson, walls of gold,
Stories untold in the cracks and the mold,
Each step echoes like a distant cry,
From the depths of time, where the memories lie.
The light bends and breaks, a fractured beam,
Illuminating the silent scream,
Of the city’s soul, lost and found,
In the labyrinth of streets where the ghosts abound.
Trees reach out with fingers of flame,
Whispering secrets, whispering names,
Of those who walked this path before,
In a world that exists no more.
And the figure, a shadow in the light,
Moves through the day, into the night,
Searching for something, or someone lost,
In the maze of dreams, where the lines are crossed.
For in this place, nothing is real,
Just echoes of what we used to feel,
A dream within a dream, we tread,
In the city of the living dead.
Prompt: once again
I have an
audience
watching
my dance
of shadows
the world
breathes
softly
like whispers
from the womb
of darkness
as it winds
its way
through
the hours
of night
streetlights
mark the
avenue of
pursuit
in the quietest
moments
I can hear
the sounds
of dreams
escaping
like steam
rising slowly
to the stars
above
Prompt: The Rat Maze stood as a living monument to desperation and fear, a sprawling labyrinth of rusted metal, jagged walls, and flickering lights that cast sinister shadows on the ground. The air reeked of dampness and decay, punctuated by the skittering sounds of unseen vermin. It wasn’t just a maze; it was a trap designed to prey on human weakness, promising escape to the brave and swift, but punishing hesitation with an unrelenting sense of dread.
Inside, a growing throng of people moved like cattle, some stumbling forward with blind hope, others carefully tracing their steps, wary of the whispers that seemed to echo from the walls themselves. No one knew what lay at the center, only that it pulled at them, an almost magnetic force compelling them deeper into the maze despite the terror coursing through their veins.
As they ventured further, the oppressive atmosphere grew heavier, and the maze itself seemed to shift, sealing off pathways or opening new ones, as if alive. The deeper they went, the louder the whispers became—angry, pleading, or mocking—until they found themselves drawn to the center.
There, under the dim glow of a shattered skylight, lay a grotesque heap: a mountain of skulls, human and otherwise, piled high atop an altar carved with ancient, unreadable symbols. The air buzzed with an unnatural energy, as if the pile itself was alive, pulsating faintly with an eerie glow. The whispers suddenly became deafening, rising into a cacophony of voices speaking in a language no one could comprehend.
Then came the revelation. Each person suddenly felt a pull—not toward escape, but to add to the pile. Their every misstep, hesitation, or selfish choice within the maze seemed etched into the walls around them, playing out like a damning reel of their lives. And now the maze demanded payment. To leave, they had to confront their darkest truths, offer part of their soul—or stay forever, just another whisper among the countless voices in the maze.
Prompt: color ink and pen illustration: bedroom in a 19th-century Russian house. Twilight, candlelight, dramatic shadows. An elderly man clad in pajamas is lying in bed. He's looking at the opposite wall where stands a translucent mysterious suited figure without features. The man looks at the figure with a dismay, as if recognizing in it someone familiar to him. inexplicable, emotional scene
Prompt: a dark, foreboding forest where a lone figure stands, eyes glowing an eerie green with envy. The figure is surrounded by shadowy, distorted images of people and objects they covet. These images are like phantoms, constantly shifting and just out of reach. The forest is dense with twisted, gnarled trees that seem to whisper secrets and lies. Slithering around the figure’s feet is a massive serpent, its scales shimmering with a sickly green hue, representing the consuming nature of envy. The air is thick with a greenish mist, and the sky above is overcast, casting a gloomy pall over the scene. The figure’s face is twisted with longing and resentment, reflecting the torment of their desires.
Prompt: Majestic wolf's face, dominant grey tones, intricate details, black and white, half face shrouded in shadows, fading effect, mysterious ambiance, intricate fur texture, piercing eyes, sharp features, high contrast, digital illustration, hyper-realistic, focus on eyes and snout, dramatic lighting, by Aaron Blaise or Terese Nielsen, Artstation.
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.
