Prompt: a beautiful and elegant ebony-skinned 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: A mysterious cave ,inside a small rugged cliff, is the source of a strange muddy forest stream, hidden deep within an ancient, overgrown woodland. The final stretch is treacherous—towering blades of grass as thick as a man’s arm, wildflowers with manhole-sized blossoms dripping viscous black liquid, and enormous rotting berries spilling their worm-ridden insides onto the forest floor. The colors of the plants are unnaturally vibrant, like autumn leaves mixed with fresh bruises, clashing with the muted tones of the old-growth trees. A heavy, sweet stench of decay lingers in the air.the cave entrance is surrounded by jagged rubble and twisted roots. The scene is eerie and otherworldly, evoking a sense of foreboding mystery.
Rendered in a painterly, Arkham Horror-inspired style, with deep shadows, atmospheric lighting, and rich, textured brushstrokes. The colors are moody and unsettling, with an emphasis on unnatural vibrancy against a dark and mysterious forest backdrop. The overall tone conveys Lovecraftian dread and the feeling of an ancient, forgotten horror lurking just beyond sight
Prompt: create a nearly human creature. they dress as high men and women of mortal courts, drapped in silk and cloth of gold, beautiful to look upon- save their eyes, which are open caverns, forever dripping dollops of ruby bright blood down their painted faces.
Prompt: A manticore with a lions head with a gruesome human face, batlike wings and a scorpions tail roaring his defiance at the viewer. it is wearing a barding or rusted plate armor. background: grass and simple medieval tents
Prompt: A massive, eldritch forest clearing under a gloomy sky. From the dense, shadowed treeline, an enormous tree-creature breaks through — a tree-like, grotesque non-humanoid being resembling a fusion of bark, flesh, and pulsing organic matter. It has thick, trunk-like legs ending in cloven hooves, a body covered in gnarled black hide and moss-like growths, with dozens of small, gaping mouths across its surface. Thick, long, thorned tendrils writhe outward from its body, snapping branches and dragging across the forest floor. The creature emits a sense of ancient, cosmic horror. The surrounding trees are dead or dying, and the atmosphere is thick with mist, rot, and unnatural stillness. The color palette is dark, earthy, and greenish-black with eerie highlights. Style of a dark, cinematic horror-fantasy illustration.
Prompt: In the dimly lit medieval asian theatre, the atmosphere is thick with anticipation as the audience waits in hushed silence. Suddenly, the stage comes to life, illuminated only by a flickering light behind a large screen. The intricate silhouettes of ancient buildings and towering mountains form the backdrop, setting the stage for the unfolding drama.
As the music begins to swell, the silhouette of an imposing older man with a long, flowing beard emerges, his stature commanding respect and awe. With a determined expression etched on his face, he raises his hands, and bolts of crackling lightning materialize, casting a stark contrast against the darkness.
In the distance, the silhouette of a menacing dragon emerges, its scales glinting ominously in the faint light. With a roar that reverberates through the theater, the dragon lunges forward, its fiery breath illuminating the stage in brief bursts of orange and red.
The bearded man stands his ground, his hands crackling with energy as he summons the forces of nature to his aid. With each powerful gesture, lightning arcs through the air, striking the dragon with fierce intensity. Shadows dance across the screen, capturing the ferocity of the battle as it unfolds.
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. One pale, too-wide human eye stares from a partially overgrown face. From its back grow antler-like branches of bone and root. Its limbs are gnarled, long, and jointed like thick roots. The creature is motionless, partially blended into the surrounding foliage. There is a sense of unnatural stillness, as if the plants are listening. Pale green and purple bioluminescent fungi glow faintly around its feet. The scene is moody, with mist hanging low and beams of fading sunlight filtering through cracked greenhouse glass. Creepy, surreal, atmospheric horror aesthetic.
Prompt: In the depths of the underworld, where the shadows reign supreme and the echoes of lost souls linger, lies a forsaken island town known only as Duskfall. The settlement is a mere whisper of its former glory, its once-grand buildings now crumbling ruins consumed by the relentless march of time.
Duskfall is shrouded in perpetual twilight, where the dim light of a dying sun struggles to pierce the thick veil of darkness that blankets the land. The sky above is a desolate expanse, devoid of stars or any semblance of celestial beauty, casting the town in an eternal gloom.
The town's streets are empty and silent, save for the haunting whispers that seem to drift on the cold breeze. Dilapidated buildings loom like silent sentinels, their windows boarded up and their doors sealed tight against the encroaching darkness.
Lake Stygian, a vast expanse of murky waters, surrounds the island, its surface as still as death itself. The waters are said to be cursed, reflecting not the twisted spires of the underworld, but the sorrow and despair that permeate the very essence of Duskfall.
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 armor 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 giant sword of ivory and pearl, capable of summoning abyssal creatures.
Prompt: Beneath an ancient, decaying castle lies a hidden chapel, accessible only through a concealed, iron-bound door. The air grows thick with the scent of blood as you descend a spiral staircase into a dimly lit chamber. The walls, adorned with fading murals of slaughter, close in around a central altar made of blackened stone, stained with sacrificial blood.
A menacing obsidian statue of a multi-armed demoness towers behind the altar, her glowing red eyes piercing the darkness. The floor is a mosaic of bones, and in the shadows, hooded figures whisper dark incantations, seeking her favor for victory and destruction in battle.
Prompt: In the heart of an ancient forest, shrouded in perpetual twilight, lies a secret garden known only to a few. This garden, hidden behind a curtain of thick, twisted vines and gnarled branches, exudes an eerie yet mesmerizing allure.
As you step through the natural archway, the forest's shadows give way to an otherworldly glow. The air is thick with the scent of night-blooming flowers, their petals iridescent under the dim light of ethereal orbs that float like will-o'-the-wisps. These orbs cast a soft, haunting illumination over the garden, revealing paths lined with stones that seem to hum with an ancient, forgotten magic.
The foliage here is unlike any found in the outer forest. Trees with bark as dark as obsidian twist skyward, their leaves a deep, shimmering green. Among them, flowers of impossible hues and shapes bloom in abundance, some pulsing gently as if alive. In the distance, a silver stream winds its way through the garden, its waters sparkling with an unnatural brilliance and a faint, melodic chime.
Despite the garden's beauty, a sense of unease permeates the air. Whispers, carried by an unseen wind, speak in an ancient tongue, their words just beyond comprehension. Shadows flicker at the edges of your vision, and the feeling of being watched is inescapable.
Prompt: Hidden deep within an ancient forest, the grotto is a mysterious cavern accessible through a narrow, vine-covered fissure. Inside, the air is cool and damp, illuminated by faint, luminescent fungi. Stalactites and stalagmites create a natural cathedral-like structure, with ancient runes carved by druids adorning the walls. A small, glowing pool lies at the center, fed by an underground spring.
In the heart of the grotto, Aodhan, a Celtic warrior, is bound by enchanted chains. He stands over six feet tall with a muscular frame, long dark hair streaked with gray, and a face marked by battle scars. His eyes reflect his dual nature: one is a stormy blue, the other a fiery red. His attire is a mix of ancient warrior garb and tattered robes, with tattoos and demonic sigils on his chest. The chains, inscribed with runes, pulse with a greenish energy, containing his immense power. Aodhan sits in a meditative pose, his aura charged with the tension of his internal struggle between the noble warrior and the dark demon within.
Prompt: A slightly pudgy younger man with glasses, dressed in classic 1920s attire including a tweed vest, white shirt, and a bow tie, is seated at a sturdy wooden desk in a dimly lit library. The scene is illuminated by a vintage desk lamp casting a warm glow over an ancient occult tome laid open in front of him. The book's pages are filled with intricate symbols and arcane illustrations, captivating his focused and slightly intense expression. Surrounding him, towering bookshelves filled with leather-bound volumes create a cozy yet mysterious atmosphere, blending intellectual curiosity with an air of mysticism.
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: In the dark woods, a slender tree stannds. Its bark-like flesh drips with black ichor, and twisted roots pulse beneath it, feeding on the land. Misshapen tentacle limbs, dark lidless eyes and fanged maws emerge from its body, leaking a thick, foul mist. The trees around it warp and bleed, while strange fungi spread in its shadow. The air is thick with an eerie, rhythmic pulse, as if the creature is waiting to awaken. Painterly, Arkham Horror style, eerie and foreboding
Prompt: You enter a lavish medieval fantasy Asian gambling den, a place of opulence and excitement. The room is adorned with intricate wood carvings, silk wall hangings, and lanterns casting a warm, inviting glow. The air is thick with the scent of incense and the lively sounds of laughter, conversation, clinking coins, and shuffling cards.
People dressed in expensive clothing crowd the room. Women in elaborate silk kimonos and hanboks, embroidered with gold thread and adorned with jewels, mingle with men in finely tailored robes and tunics of the richest fabrics, their attire complemented by jade pendants, ornate hairpins, and gold-trimmed sashes.
The gambling tables, crafted from polished wood and inlaid with mother-of-pearl, host games of mahjong, pai gow, and other traditional games. Participants place their bets with confident smiles or tense anticipation, while elegant dealers manage the games with practiced ease. The delicate notes of a guzheng played in the corner add a sophisticated backdrop to the lively atmosphere.
At the heart of the den stands an ornate Wheel of Fortune, a masterpiece of craftsmanship. The wheel, made from dark polished wood with gold accents, is divided into vibrant, intricately decorated segments representing various fortunes—bags of gold, rare gems, luxurious silks, and more. An attendant in a rich crimson robe with gold embroidery invites guests to spin the wheel.
Prompt: fantasy semidivine hero: a male bearded magitech crafter, fighting with a golden hammer. also a jeweled golden mechanical drone in the form of a small dragon buzzes around him to protect him. full body, epic
Prompt: A circus horse standing alert in muddy straw beneath a sagging big top tent. Its body is lean, almost gaunt, with stretched skin clinging to taut muscle. The ribs show faintly under a matted coat, and tufts of hair have fallen out, revealing patches of greyish, veined skin. Its stance is tense and wolf-like—unnaturally predatory for a pony. The eyes are glossy and wrong, slightly too forward-facing, with a cold, calculating gaze. The muzzle appears slightly elongated, and from its mouth protrude two curved, yellowing fang-like teeth where flat ones should be. Saliva hangs in threads from its lip. Its hooves are cracked, sharpened, and slightly twisted. A sense of wrongness clings to the creature, enhanced by the thin fog creeping under the circus tent and the flickering light from an oil lantern behind it. Style: realistic, dark folklore, subtle body horror, muted palette, atmospheric lighting
Prompt: In their natural state, bloody hands appear to be horribly slender humans with brilliant carmine lips and long, perpetually bloody claws. Bloody hands can alter their appearance to look like any human. However, they always have blood dripping slowly from one hand. A glove or bandage can hide this fact, but if forced to remove it, the blood will be obvious. In time, the glove will also seep or overflow with blood.
Prompt: Picture a figure emerging from the depths, clad in tattered, salt-stained clothing, with a gleaming cutlass at its side and a fierce, predatory glint in its eyes. This is no ordinary pirate; this is a humanoid shark, a creature of both land and sea, a fearsome marauder of the oceans.
Standing tall on two muscular, finned legs, the humanoid shark cuts an imposing figure. Its skin is a mottled blend of grey and white, reminiscent of the churning waves it calls home. Rows of razor-sharp teeth line its powerful jaws, and its eyes, dark and penetrating, betray a cunning intelligence.
Adorned with trinkets plundered from countless ships, the shark pirate wears a patchwork of mismatched armor, each piece bearing the scars of battles long fought.
In one hand, the pirate wields a rusty harpoon, a relic from a bygone era, while the other rests casually on the hilt of its cutlass, its grip sure and steady. With every movement, the shark pirate exudes an aura of danger, a silent promise of swift and merciless retribution to any who dare cross its path.
Prompt: Paint a female lean fantasy pirate on board a sailing ship. She has green skin, pointy ears and white hair. Her smile is cruel and she shows a few sharp sharklike teeth. Her eyes are solid black. Her clothing is shabby but colourful and a few piercings and tatoos adorne her. She has a Bronze Spear as a weapon. behind her tropical sea can be seen.
Prompt: When portrayed by humans and desert folk, the god Anu-Akma is a tall, muscular, jackal-headed man whose flesh looks like the starry night sky. His eyes are golden, and he wears the garb of the Southlands’ royalty.
Prompt: In the painting, imagine a female warrior, 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: Create an underwater scene set in a vibrant and colorful coral reef. At the center, depict a monstrous yellow moray eel, its mouth wide open, displaying sharp teeth as it launches an attack. The eel's body is long and sinuous, coiling menacingly among the corals. In the foreground, show an swimming Asian pearl diver dressed in a simple loincloth, his expression a mix of determination and fear as he faces the attacking eel. Surrounding them, the coral reef teems with life, featuring various corals, swaying sea anemones, and schools of colorful fish, all illuminated by the dappled sunlight filtering through the turquoise water.
Prompt: Tucked away in a narrow, winding side street of a bustling medieval tropical Asian city, the smithy stands as a hidden gem. Its entrance is marked by an intricately carved wooden sign depicting a dragon intertwined with a phoenix. The building, a blend of stone and wood with a sturdy thatched roof, is designed to withstand heavy monsoon rains. Brightly colored silk banners flutter in the warm breeze, hinting at the wonders within. The large, ornately carved wooden doors depict legendary battles, inviting passersby into a world of myth and craftsmanship. The shaded path, lined with banyan and palm trees, adds to its mysterious allure.
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.
