Prompt: Deep within the ancient, crumbling catacombs beneath a city, a massive and grotesquely beautiful entity rests in a dimly glowing chamber. Iactherru, the Jade-Green Mother, dominates the cavern with her pulsating, semi-amorphous body of translucent flesh. Her form is suffused with glowing jade-green veins, casting an eerie bioluminescent light that flickers like a heartbeat. Tendrils like roots stretch from her central mass, embedding themselves into the temple walls, floors, and ceilings, merging with the decayed stone to create an organic, living architecture.
Clusters of translucent sacs cling to her appendages, pulsing faintly as they gestate scarab-like parasites, their smooth shells glinting with the same emerald light. Pools of viscous, glowing fluid collect around her, giving off an unsettling steam. Her layered, circular maws are partially hidden within folds of her body, emanating a chorus of whispers and haunting hums that seem to bypass the ears and resonate directly in the mind.
The entire chamber feels alive, the walls appearing to breathe faintly, and shadows dance erratically in the pulsating light. The air is thick with an electric charge, overwhelming the senses with alien sounds, vivid colors, and an intangible presence. Despite her immense and awe-inspiring form, parts of her body seem incomplete, as if fractured or fading into another dimension, a reminder of her dormant and unfinished state. Her essence radiates an oppressive combination of beauty, divinity, and incomprehensible horror.
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: a rocky fantasy humanoid creature made form roughly cut black jewels. its face is roughly hewn and not attractive but human-like and female. its wearing an artful, glittering robe from spun gemstones and carries a massive but intricate club of stone. Background: entrance to a imposing underground tunnel
Prompt: A Mindweaver, an eerie, arachnoid psychic entity, manifests in an old, decaying storage hall. Its form is partially translucent, like a ghostly spider, with long, segmented limbs that stretch out in delicate, web-like threads, creating an unsettling, floating grace. The Mindweaver’s body is conical, with sharp, angular joints, reminiscent of an insect’s thorax, and its limbs are long and spindly, tapering into thin, tapering claws. Each leg is segmented like that of a spider, covered in faint, pulsating veins of psychic energy. Faint, ethereal webs trail behind it as it moves, shimmering with a soft, glowing light that seems to fade in and out of view, giving it the appearance of an invisible force, constantly shifting.
The creature’s face is a void—just an impression of features beneath a swirling mist of psychic energy. Its body is almost entirely transparent, save for the thin, webbed tendrils that radiate from its core, connecting it to the very structure of the room. These tendrils stretch across the storage hall, attaching themselves to rusted shelves, long-abandoned crates, and cobweb-covered walls. The webs pulse with a faint light, as though each thread contains a sliver of the Mindweaver's consciousness. They seem to shimmer and twitch, almost like the creature is weaving the very air around it into a tangled, psychic net.
The storage hall is dimly lit by a single, flickering overhead bulb, casting long, shifting shadows across the cluttered, dusty floor. Old, forgotten boxes and discarded tools are scattered about, their outlines obscured by the ethereal, ever-shifting webs.
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: **AI Art Prompt for Vh'igri, The Crimson Light of Decay:**
A celestial yet grotesque god, embodying corrupted light and decay. His form radiates an ominous, blood-red glow that shimmers like the surface of crimson chitin, illuminating his surroundings in eerie, fractured patterns. The central figure has a skeletal humanoid visage with elongated, insect-like limbs and a pulsating, spiraling core of fractured light twisting inward endlessly—a metaphysical wound in reality. His face is obscured by a mask of blinding red luminescence, exuding power and agony. His presence evokes both celestial majesty and visceral horror, with decaying objects and withered plants spreading outward from where his light touches. The scene is set in a ruined, desolate temple where shadows bleed into the light, symbolizing decay and lost divinity. The air shimmers with an unnatural, chitinous hum, creating a haunting, surreal atmosphere.
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: 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 towering, rough-hewn female mob enforcer stands in the dimly lit, smoky haze of a 1920s speakeasy, radiating raw power and menace. Her face is broad and scarred, with a crooked nose that’s clearly been broken more than once, and her piercing glare is framed by dark, smudged kohl eyeliner. Her cropped, slicked-back hair and square jawline lend her a severe, almost brutal appearance, far from conventional beauty. She wears a sleeveless pinstriped vest over a white shirt, paired with high-waisted trousers and scuffed leather boots that clunk heavily with each step. Her muscular arms, decorated with faded tattoos, bulge as she crosses them, a pair of brass knuckles hanging from her belt. Nearby, a sawed-off shotgun rests within arm’s reach, its presence a silent warning. The ambient jazz and chatter fade in her presence as nervous patrons steal glances at the hulking enforcer who looks like she could knock a man out with a single punch, and wouldn’t hesitate to do so."
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 Black jazz singer in her late twenties steps into the spotlight, her slightly chubby figure filling the midnight-blue velvet dress with effortless elegance. The sequins catch the stage lights as she sways, accentuating her natural curves. Her caramel-brown skin glows warmly, and her sleek finger waves, adorned with a jeweled hairpin, shimmer as she tilts her head.
Cradling the vintage microphone, her full, crimson-painted lips part to release a rich, soulful voice that fills the smoky room. Her sleeveless dress reveals arms that are strong yet softly full, adding to her presence.
The pearls at her neck bounce lightly as she moves with the rhythm, embodying a beauty that defies the era's slender ideals. Behind her, the band plays a lively tune, but the room is captivated by her unapologetic voice and her magnetic, confident presence.
Prompt: On a small cyber nightclub stage, bathed in neon lights and the pulsing bass of heavy music, a ripped cyberpunk rocker commands the crowd. His electric blue mohawk crackles faintly with energy, standing tall above his sharp, slightly Asian features. Lime-green augmented eyes glow with intensity, and faint circuitry-like scars run across his temple, adding to his rebellious aura.
He wears an open jet-black neo-military jacket adorned with glowing fiber-optic threads, metallic studs, and graffiti slogans like "REWIRE THE FUTURE." Beneath it, his chiseled chest and abs are visible through a torn black mesh tank top, decorated with shifting, glowing cyber tattoos. Tactical combat pants hug his muscular legs, and chains hang from his belt, clinking softly. Steel-toed chrome-plated boots stomp against the glowing stage floor, leaving faint neon imprints.
Strapped to his back is his hybrid guitar-shotgun, a masterpiece of rebellion. The guitar’s metallic body is painted with neon graffiti and etched with koi fish swimming through digital waves. The shotgun barrel runs along the neck, seamlessly blending destruction with artistry.
As holographic projections flicker behind him, the crowd surges, cheering wildly. With a defiant stance, he grips his guitar, his glowing eyes piercing the haze of smoke and light. On this stage, he’s not just a musician—he’s the embodiment of raw power, rebellion, and neon-soaked chaos.
Prompt: The fire mage stands like a living embodiment of chaos and control, a figure cloaked in tattered, flame-kissed robes that ripple with every surge of magical energy. His face is hidden behind a strange porcelain mask — smooth, pale, and eerily expressionless, with delicate cracks spiderwebbing from the eyeholes, where an intense, smoldering glow seeps through. The mask gives him an almost ceremonial, inhuman presence, like a relic of forgotten arcane rituals.
His stance is solid, grounded by the weight of the longsword in his hand — an unusual weapon for a mage, yet it seems to hum with enchantment, its blade etched with glowing runes that pulse like embers. Fire coils around his feet and dances up his limbs, but it doesn't consume him — it obeys him. His aura is thick with heat and power, bending the air around him, casting flickering shadows across the scorched earth.
Everything about him speaks of controlled fury, of someone who has walked through the flames of destruction and learned to command them. He's not just a wielder of fire — he *is* fire, bound in flesh and porcelain.
Prompt: Five tall humanoid shrimp creatures step on legs out of a tropical sea on to the beach. Some seaweed and barnacles cling to them. They are wearing medieval spears or halberds. In the background the sun is setting.
Prompt: Hagard unattractive dark-skinned female chinese ronin with leather armor and dark clothes. She has a snake tatoo on her hand and carries a wakizashi and on her belt some alchemical flasks. In the background a dirty medieval backstreet can be seen.
Prompt: The settlement appears as a series of submerged structures intricately woven from aquatic plants, vines, and driftwood. These buildings rise from the water's surface, their organic forms resembling the sinuous curves of serpents frozen in motion. Moss and lichen cling to their surfaces, further camouflaging them amidst the lush vegetation of the swamp.
The architecture of the Naga settlement is both elegant and functional, reflecting the serpentine aesthetics of its inhabitants. Buildings are constructed with curved walls and domed roofs, reminiscent of the coils of a great serpent. Elaborate carvings adorn the entrances, depicting scenes from Naga mythology and spiritual symbolism. Towers rise above the waterline, serving as lookout points and ceremonial spaces where rituals are performed under the open sky.
The settlement is seamlessly integrated with the natural environment, with plants and vines intertwining with the structures, blurring the line between man-made and organic. The Nagas have cultivated gardens of exotic flora, their vibrant colors contrasting with the muted tones of the swamp. Bridges woven from twisted roots span the waterways, connecting different parts of the settlement and allowing for easy naviga
Prompt: a mythical celestial artificer sitting in his workshop. he is working on some magitech human form and is surrounded by other magitech wonders of his own making. golden aura around his head. intricate tapestries, vibrant colors, magical realism, intricate detailing, high-resolution digital art, dramatic lighting, dynamic compositions, ethereal atmosphere
Prompt: Amidst a battalion of normal-sized soldiers clad in hybrid Roman-Chinese armor, a sleek 5-yard-high magotech armor stands as a formidable sentinel, wielding a massive axe. The giant construct, blending Roman galea crests and Chinese dragon motifs, boasts a segmented lorica segmentata interwoven with lamellar reinforcement. Enchanted with a faint glow and a protective aura, it moves with surprising agility, shielding its allies. This fusion of ancient traditions and magical prowess creates an awe-inspiring presence, embodying unity and strength on the battlefield.
Prompt: Paint a muscular pirate on board an infernal sailing ship. He has green skin, pointy ears and white hair. He has a serious foreboding expression on his face. His clothing is sublime in somber colours and a few piercings and tatoos adorne him. he wields a mighty bronce scimitar. behind him a stormy tropical sea can be seen.
Prompt: In the painting, imagine a female warrior, embodying strength and grace in a dramatic underwater scene. Her upper torso is muscular, covered in a bluish layer of blubber for resilience against the cold depths. Her lower body transitions seamlessly into a sleek bull seal, powerful and agile. Her long, thick hair flows like kelp around her, in deep green and dark brown shades that blend with the ocean environment. Her large, black eyes are expressive, reflecting both wisdom and fierce determination, adapted to the darkness of the depths. She wears armor crafted from sea materials—shimmering scales, polished shells, and tough seaweed—covering vital areas without restricting movement. In her hand, she wields a trident made from coral and bone, intricately carved with oceanic motifs. The setting is a vivid underwater scene with dim light filtering from above, surrounded by swaying kelp forests, vibrant coral reefs, and ancient underwater ruins in the distance. She stands poised with her trident, exuding a commanding and serene presence as a guardian of the deep sea.
Prompt: A twisted humanoid plant-creature standing in the overgrown shadows of a greenhouse at dusk. Its body is a grotesque fusion of bark, fungal flesh, and vine-covered muscles. It has two eyes. One human eye is overgrown the other human eye stares from the mutated human face. From its back grow antler-like branches of bone. Its limbs are gnarled, long, and jointed like thick roots with long claws. The creature is motionless, partially blended into the surrounding dense foliage. There is a sense of unnatural stillness, as if the plants are listening. The scene is moody, with mist hanging low and beams of fading sunlight filtering through cracked greenhouse glass. Creepy, surreal, atmospheric horror aesthetic.
Prompt: a flesh coloured amorphous creature with rusty medieval weapons sticking form its surface, creeping from a pool a crimson liquid with tentacles grasping for the viewer
Prompt: steampunk fantasy bronze artificial person with ornate skin, wearing a simple tunic and trousers as well a sword, in the background a mundane jungle
Prompt: A young female reporter in male outfit and a camera around her neck suspiciouly stalks out a shady building on the dockside. 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: Create an eerie, ghostly apparition manifesting as a misty phantom. The phantom should have a vaguely male human form, with indistinct, swirling features made of dense, glowing fog. Its eyes glow faintly with an otherworldly light, and its hands stretch out with wisps of fog trailing from the fingers. The phantom’s presence should evoke a sense of sorrow and malevolence, blending seamlessly with the thick, swirling mists of the dark, rocky and wooded landscape. The background should be dimly lit by a pale, ghostly moon, casting long shadows over the jagged rocks and the ancient, twisted trees that surround the scene
Prompt: An imposing, dignified Lord-Governor sits in an ornate but somber throne room that exudes the power and control of the Empire. Alaric Vortem is an older man with sharply cut features, silver-grey hair and piercing, cold blue eyes. He wears an Imperial officer's uniform with heavy, gold-embroidered epaulets or a formal robe bearing the crest of his House. His posture is stern and authoritarian as he rests one hand on the armrest ornament of his massive throne.
The room itself is characterized by Gothic architecture: tall, sinister columns, lead-framed windows offering a bleak view of the Macropolis, and massive banners bearing Imperial symbols and aquilas. A holo-table with tactical maps of the sector glows dimly in front of him, while servoskulls and Administratum scribes are busy in the background. The lighting is dim, with scattered candles and cold blue light from strategic evaluation screens. The atmosphere is heavy, as if the air itself is charged with intrigue and political pressure. Vortem's face shows no emotion - only steely determination and a quiet distrust of everything around him. “*
Prompt: **AI Prompt for Warlord Grimzog**
*A towering orc warlord stands beneath flickering industrial lights, his green-skinned bulk clad in jagged, battle-worn armor covered in crude glyphs and battlefield trophies. One cybernetic eye glows red, scanning his surroundings with ruthless intent, while his massive, clawed gauntlet crackles with barely contained energy. In his other hand, a brutal, custom-built firearm rests, its barrel still hot from recent slaughter. His tusked maw twists into a savage grin as he growls a guttural command, radiating raw aggression and the unstoppable hunger for war.*
Prompt: The creature is faceless and an insectoid appearance with a segmented, chitinous exoskeleton that glistens in dark hues of brown and black. It stands around 6 feet tall with long, spindly limbs. The front limbs end in two sharp pincers. Its head head is a mass of pink bulbous flesh and several tentacles protruding from it. Two long antennae rise from its head, twitching in an eerie manner. It has translucent, membranous wings that resemble those of a moth or dragonfly, with an iridescent sheen. background: woods at night
The grand summoning: Beware of Poochie the ultimate endboss
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AIVision
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Prompt: Tanuki no Tsuchi is a massive, shaggy creature resembling a blend of raccoon and badger, with glowing, gemstone-studded eyes. It dwells deep within the earth, burrowing intricate tunnels and caverns beneath the mountains. Tanuki no Tsuchi possesses the ability to control earth and stone, shaping the landscape to its whims
Prompt: Sakuramushi is a fearsome creature resembling a cross between a centipede and a dragon, with iridescent scales covering its segmented body. Its head is crowned with delicate cherry blossom petals instead of horns. Sakuramushi thrives in the depths of ancient forests, emerging only during cherry blossom season. It feeds exclusively on the essence of cherry blossoms, draining them of their life force with its long, barbed tongue. When threatened, it releases clouds of intoxicating pollen that can disorient and immobilize its foes.
Prompt: In the ancient art of shadow puppetry, a captivating scene unfolds. Against a backdrop of towering mountains and ancient structures, an imposing older warrior with a flowing beard conjures bolts of lightning with determined hands. Across from him, a menacing dragon emerges, its fiery breath illuminating the darkness. In a breathtaking display of skill and bravery, the man harnesses the power of nature to combat the beast, their silhouettes locked in a fierce struggle as shadows dance across the screen.
Prompt: In the dim light of dusk, on the sandy shores of a remote tropical island, stands a figure that seems to blend with the shadows. This Polynesian female elf exudes an aura of ancient dread, her bronze skin glistening with an otherworldly sheen. Her body is adorned with intricate black and white tribal tattoos that seem to writhe and shift with each movement.
Clad in a loincloth fashioned from the tattered remnants of ancient shrouds, the fabric clinging to her form as if unwilling to touch her skin. Around her neck hangs a necklace of bones and shells, clinking softly with each step she takes.
The most unsettling feature of this being is the mask that conceals her face—a grotesque visage carved from the gnarled wood of ancient trees, its expression frozen in a rictus of eternal torment. Deep, empty eye sockets stare out into the world with a malevolent intensity, sending shivers down the spines of those who dare to meet its gaze.
In her hand, she wields a gnarled staff, its surface etched with strange, arcane symbols that seem to pulse with an otherworldly energy. With each step, she leaves behind footprints that seem to fade and blur, as if the very ground rejects her presence.
Behind her, the gentle lapping of waves against the shore provides a haunting backdrop to her eerie silhouette—a reminder that even paradise holds secrets best left undisturbed.
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.
