Prompt: a beautiful and elegant black asian female, she wears a colourful and expensive hanfu, working on a oil painting inside a marble pavillion. she looks with a sinister smile a the viewer. a beautiful park is in the background
Prompt: Welcome to the haunting shores of the Bleak Isle, where the mist rolls in like a shroud and the cries of seabirds echo off the jagged cliffs. Here, nestled against the rocky coastline, lies the fantastical pirate settlement of Siren's Haven.
As you approach, the first thing you notice is the eerie sight of half-submerged ships, their hulls weathered and worn, repurposed to form the foundation of the settlement. These vessels, once mighty galleons and fearsome frigates, now serve as the very walls and walkways of Siren's Haven. Barnacles cling to their sides like ancient sentinels, and seaweed sways in the gentle currents that wash against the makeshift docks.
Walking through the maze-like streets of the settlement, you pass beneath archways formed from the ribcages of long-dead sea creatures, their bones bleached by the sun and salt. Lanterns fashioned from salvaged ship parts cast flickering shadows on the uneven ground, while the air is thick with the scent of saltwater and spice.
Prompt: A chariot, pulled by mares of living fog, allows to traverse the sea with regal grace and wild unpredictability. The female Fey admiral Zalak steers the chariot. She wears scale armor woven from silver and starlight, and her ocean-deep eyes reveal both ancient wisdom and capriciousness. In one hand, she wields a large sword of ivory and pearl, capable of summoning abyssal creatures. Her silken hair, adorned with pearls and seashells, whispers of siren songs.
Prompt: Deep underground lies a vast cavern, shrouded in darkness and mystery. At its center, a massive grill in the floor stands as a barrier, guarded by the glowing eyes of an immense dragon below. The grill, aged and formidable, hints at untold secrets beyond. The dragon's presence imbues the cavern with awe and reverence, its gaze fixed upon the world beyond, inviting only the bravest to uncover the mysteries hidden within.
Prompt: The demon crafted from origami paper stood tall and slender, its form a labyrinth of intricate folds and sharp angles. Its limbs stretched out in all directions, each fold creating a mesmerizing pattern that seemed to shift and dance with every movement. The paper itself bore the faint traces of age, yellowed and weathered, yet still retaining an eerie vitality.
Upon its surface, faded oil paintings and pencil sketches adorned the demon's body, creating a surreal collage of images from another time. Faces stared out from the folds, their expressions frozen in a haunting array of emotions. Scenes of forgotten landscapes and strange creatures played out across its form, each image adding to the demon's enigmatic aura.
Its eyes, two pools of darkness amidst the chaos of paper, gleamed with an otherworldly light, hinting at the ancient power that dwelled within. They seemed to pierce through the fabric of reality, gazing into the souls of those who dared to meet its gaze.
full body, looks at the viewer
Prompt: A chariot, pulled by mares of living fog, allows to traverse the sea with regal grace and wild unpredictability. Thefemale Fey admiral Zalak steers the chariot. She wears garments woven from moonlit mist and starlight, and her ocean-deep eyes reveal both ancient wisdom and capriciousness. Her silken hair, adorned with pearls and seashells, whispers of siren songs. In one hand, she wields a sword of ivory and pearl, capable of summoning abyssal creatures.
Prompt: The statue of the holy abbess, weathered and rugged, stands with a dignified presence in the small chapel. The once-smooth marble now shows the passage of time, its surface bearing the marks of erosion and faint cracks that lend an ancient and venerable air to her form. The robes she wears are chipped and rough in places, but the intricate floral patterns, though worn, still hint at the skill of long-gone sculptors.
Her serene smile remains, yet the wear on her face adds a layer of wisdom, as if she has witnessed centuries of prayers and devotion. Her eyes, though softly carved, are slightly obscured by age, giving her an even more mysterious and timeless expression.
The abbess staff she holds is rustic, with a slightly rough texture. The tip of the staff is elegantly crooked. Her left hand holds a clothed book, its edges chipped, with a small bottle on its top
At the base of the statue, small, rugged vines and flowers appear almost petrified, blending with the stone as if they have been part of the statue for as long as it has stood. The halo above her head, while still intact, has a few cracks running through it, giving the impression that this statue has stood watch over the chapel for generations, weathering time and the elements alike.
Prompt: Picture a dimly lit cave, the kind where shadows cling to the walls and every sound echoes ominously through the cool, stale air. The distant drip of water is slow and irregular, like the heartbeat of the cave itself. In this murky darkness, a group of German folklore gnomes, known as "Heinzelmännchen" or "Erdmännlein," move about. But these gnomes are different; their presence feels unsettling, as if the cave itself is alive and watching.
They are small, no taller than a child’s knee, with gnarled, twisted features. Their eyes, glinting in the flickering light of their tiny lanterns, seem too large for their faces, and they reflect the light like a cat’s in the dark. Their beards are scraggly, tangled with bits of bone and dried leaves, and their pointed caps are tattered, looking as though they’ve seen centuries pass by in the depths of the earth.
The cave is not just their home but their lair, a place where sharp rock formations and jagged crystals jut out like teeth. Luminescent fungi cast an eerie green glow, bathing the gnomes in an unnatural light that makes their skin appear almost translucent, veined with shadows. Some gnomes work quietly, chipping at stones or carving patterns into bone, their expressions intense and focused. Others stand just at the edge of the light, watching, their eyes unblinking.
The walls are adorned with strange carvings, symbols that twist and spiral in ways that seem wrong to the eye. Piles of trinkets—rusty nails, cracked doll faces, and fragments of long-lost tools—are strewn about, trophies from those who wandered too close. Occasionally, a faint, raspy whisper drifts through the cave, carried by unseen currents.
Prompt: Hakujinashi is a legendary creature that lurks within dense fog banks, haunting misty valleys and deep forests. Its appearance is shrouded in mystery, often mistaken for an ethereal spirit by those who catch glimpses of its form. With pearlescent white fur that blends seamlessly with the mist, Hakujinashi moves with unearthly grace, its slender frame almost ghost-like in its fluidity. Its eyes, glowing like twin orbs in the mist, pierce through the darkness with an otherworldly luminescence. Legends speak of its ability to manipulate the mist, conjuring illusions to ensnare and confuse its prey before closing in for the final strike.
Prompt: a heavenly vision of a holy queen in a throne of gold. she is around 50 years old and has a regal but benevolent aura. Her face shines with an inner light and is hard to see
Prompt: The club pulsed with energy: a haze of cigarette smoke hung in the air, and the sickly blue lights played across polished mahogany bars, glittering glasses, and sequined dresses. Jazz reverberated from the stage, the notes sharp and chaotic, yet perfectly fitting the mood.
Amid the revelers, she stood apart, her figure swaying to a rhythm no one else could hear. Her midnight-blue flapper dress clung to her form, its sequins reflecting the dim, flickering light like broken stars. Her dark, bobbed hair framed a face pale as moonlight, faintly glowing as if lit from within.
One eye was hazel, wide and trembling with something unreadable—fear or despair—but the other glowed faintly, a sickly, pulsing blue. The color ebbed and flowed, like a heartbeat struggling against suffocation. Her lips were slightly parted, her smile too still, as if frozen in place by unseen hands.
Her shadow rippled unnaturally across the floor, lagging behind her movements and warping in the dim light, as though it were cast by something otherworldly. Around her, the air seemed thick, charged with an invisible weight. Those nearby grew restless, casting glances her way while shifting uncomfortably.
Her presence was captivating yet deeply unsettling, a wrongness veiled in beauty. For those who dared to look closer, the blue light of the club seemed to gather around her like a ghostly aura, illuminating her in a way that no one else was touched by.
Painterly pseudo-retro style inspired by Arkham Horror: dark tones, moody lighting, rich textures, and subtle supernatural elements. Combines 1920s aesthetics with a sense of mystery and unease.
Prompt: Gathering in terrifying flocks of black, screeching birds with red eyes and serrated beaks, swarms of these misshapen predators are called the Thousand Hungry Wings by frightened survivors and those who listen to the survivors’ tales. The frenzied avians range from as small as a sparrow to as large as an albatross, though they average around the size of a goose with a wingspan of six feet.
Prompt: create a creature with the an upper humaoid serpentine body and the lower body of a snake. its whole body is covered in emerald scales. it wears jewelery and carries a szeptre. the background a vine covered strange town of rounded buildings in a swamp can be seen.
Prompt: In the heart of an ethereal water palace, resplendent with shimmering aquamarine hues, lounges a majestic Chinese dragon. This regal creature, adorned with iridescent scales of emerald and gold, reclines gracefully on an ornate jade throne. The dragon's long, sinuous body coils elegantly around the throne, its powerful claws resting gently on the armrests. Delicate tendrils of mist rise from the water that fills the palace, creating an enchanting, dreamlike atmosphere. Intricate carvings of lotus flowers and swirling waves embellish the palace walls, reflecting the serene beauty of the underwater world. The dragon's wise, ancient eyes survey its domain with a mixture of benevolence and authority, embodying the timeless grace and power of this mythical being.
Prompt: Painterly pseudo-retro style inspired by Arkham Horror: dark tones, moody lighting, rich textures, and subtle supernatural elements. Combines 1920s aesthetics with a sense of mystery and unease.A tall, grotesque, hairless ghast lurks in the shadows of an immense, otherworldly cavern. Its pale, rubbery skin glistens under the dim bioluminescent fungi clinging to jagged basalt walls. The creature's beady black eyes glint with hunger, its wide, lipless mouth stretched into a silent snarl, revealing jagged, uneven teeth. Its long, clawed fingers grip the damp stone as it crouches low, its powerful, dog-like hind legs tensed for a sudden leap.
Prompt: Create a dark and eerie scene of a pirate ship attacking a small fishing hamlet. The ancient ship, with tattered black sails and a flag depicting a monstrous eel winding around an anchor, looms ominously on the horizon. Armed with massive ballistae, it is crewed by terrifying fishmen—grotesque hybrids of man and sea creature with glistening scales and predatory eyes. Set the scene in a tropical coastal village with stilt houses at night. The villagers are peacefully asleep, unaware of the approaching danger. Suddenly, the pirate ship's crew launches a deadly barrage of bolts, shattering the stilt houses and throwing the village into chaos. Villagers wake in panic, desperately trying to flee as the fishmen advance relentlessly, dragging the slowest into the depths.
Prompt: A fearsome pirate warship, dark and menacing, built for speed and brutality. Its hull is reinforced with jagged iron plating, designed to ram and tear through enemy vessels like a predator striking its prey. The deck is slick with dried blood, and cruel harpoons line the railings, ready to impale unfortunate victims. The sails are tattered yet powerful, marked with symbols of the deep and the sigil of its captain—a monstrous shark jaw with rows of jagged teeth. At the bow, a massive, sharpened ram juts forward, shaped like the maw of a great sea beast, perfect for splintering enemy ships. Rusted chains hang from the sides, some still clutching skeletal remains of past victims.
Prompt: south-east asian fantasy priestess in blue and white robes, pale green blue hair and gills at her neck.. she is in a temple and through some columns you can see the medieval harbor, full body
Prompt: As dawn breaks over a tranquil Southeast Asian coastline, the camera sweeps over the calm, azure waters, capturing the first light of day shimmering on the gentle waves. A solitary fisherman, clad in simple, weathered attire, stands ankle-deep at the shoreline, his silhouette framed against the rising sun.
Beside him, sleek otters dart into the water, their movements fluid and synchronized. The camera follows their swift, agile bodies as they herd schools of fish towards the fisherman’s net. The water comes alive with silvery flashes of fish, framed by the otters' graceful choreography.
With a practiced motion, the fisherman casts his net, the woven mesh glinting in the soft morning light. As he pulls it up, the camera zooms in on the glistening, wriggling fish caught within.
Prompt: The Godess Storm-Tiger stands tall and proud, her stature reminiscent of the legendary Mongolian warriors of old. Her flowing mane of hair, the color of storm clouds, cascades down her back like the billowing winds of the steppe. Her eyes, sharp and piercing like the gaze of a hunting falcon, hold a fierce determination tempered by wisdom earned through countless trials.
Adorned in garments woven from the finest silks and furs of the steppe, Queen Storm-Tiger wears the symbols of her power with pride. A cloak of midnight blue, embroidered with lightning bolts and tiger motifs, billows behind her, catching the wind like the sails of a ship on the open sea. Around her neck hangs a pendant crafted from the tooth of a legendary beast, a token of her victories in battle.
In her hand, she wields a mighty bow, its polished wood gleaming in the sunlight. Quivers of arrows, fletched with the feathers of eagles and hawks, are strapped to her back, ready to unleash the fury of the storm upon her enemies.
But perhaps most striking of all is the aura of strength and majesty that surrounds her, like the crackling energy of a thunderstorm on the horizon. With every step, she exudes an air of authority and power that commands respect from all who behold her.
In moments of battle, Queen Storm-Tiger's transformation into her lightning-swift tiger shape is a sight to behold. Her form becomes a blur of fur and lightning, striking fear into the hearts of her enemies as she charges into the fray with the ferocity of a storm unleashed.
Prompt: Create a mystical female underwater creature with the following attributes: The creature has a humanoid upper body with light green scaly skin, adorned with dark brown fur around the chest and forearms. Its hands are webbed, and it wields a primitive, wooden spear. The face is a blend of feline and human features, with intense golden eyes, a flat nose, and prominent, pointed ears that are edged with frills resembling fish fins. It has curved horns protruding from the top of its head, and long, flowing brown hair that mimics the movement of seaweed. The lower body transitions into a powerful tail of a seal, covered in darker green scales, revealing hints of sharp dorsal spines.
The background is a serene underwater scene with soft sunlight filtering through the water, highlighting patches of algae and tall seaweed that sway gently in the current. The composition portrays the creature in a dynamic pose, as if it has been caught mid-movement, with a sense of grace and alertness that suggests it is attuned to its environment.
Prompt: Komorebi Koi are ethereal fish-like creatures that shimmer with iridescent scales, reflecting the colors of sunlight filtering through the dense foliage of the tropical coast. They possess long, flowing fins resembling the delicate leaves of palm trees. Komorebi Koi are known to swim close to the surface of the water, basking in the dappled sunlight and emitting a soft, melodic hum reminiscent of wind chimes.
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.
