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 muscular asian man with yellow slitted snake eyes wearing a shabby robe. his forearms are tatooed with winding snakes and he looks directly a the viewer. in the background a bustling medieval basar with asian and african people can be seen
Prompt: Mizu no Kodama appears as a humanoid figure composed of twisted mangrove roots and adorned with delicate, translucent leaves resembling those found in the mangrove forests. Its form shimmers with hues of blues and greens, reminiscent of the dappled sunlight filtering through the mangrove canopy onto the water's surface. Its eyes are deep pools of water, reflecting the ever-changing emotions of the forest.
Prompt: An ape-like kasha perches atop a weathered rooftop, its thick fur bristling in the night air. Its monstrous, animal-like face contorts into a predatory grin, sharp teeth gleaming in the dim light. Pointed ears twitch with anticipation as it surveys the scene below with eerie yellow eyes, calculating its next move.
With a sudden, fluid motion, the kasha crouches low, muscles coiling like springs beneath its fur. Its bushy tail sways with anticipation as it readies itself for the leap. Then, with a primal roar that echoes through the night, it launches itself into the air.
For a brief moment, the kasha seems suspended in time, a dark silhouette against the backdrop of the moonlit sky. Its talons extend, gleaming wickedly in the faint light as it descends with deadly grace.
As it nears the ground, the kasha ignites with a flicker of greyish-blue flames, casting an eerie glow around its monstrous form. The flames lick hungrily at the air, crackling with malevolent energy as they siphon the life force from the surrounding atmosphere.
Prompt: The Emberkin, humanoid radiant beings of fiery splendor, embody the essence of renewal and rebirth. Graceful and majestic, they move with an otherworldly elegance, their every motion leaving behind a trail of shimmering embers that dance in the air like miniature stars.
Their form is ethereal, with bodies adorned in feathers that gleam with the hues of sunset: brilliant reds, oranges, and golds that seem to flicker and shift like flames in a gentle breeze. Each feather is imbued with the warmth of the sun, radiating a comforting heat that surrounds the Emberkin like a protective aura.
Their eyes, pools of molten gold, hold a wisdom that spans ages, reflecting the eternal cycle of life and death. Though they possess a serene demeanor, there's an undeniable strength and resilience in their gaze, a testament to the trials they have endured and overcome.
As embodiments of renewal, Emberkin possess the ability to rise from their own ashes, symbolizing the eternal cycle of death and rebirth. When faced with adversity or danger, they willingly embrace the flames, allowing themselves to be consumed so that they may emerge anew, their essence purified by the purifying power of fire.
In times of need, Emberkin are often called upon to serve as guardians and protectors, their radiant presence bringing comfort and hope to those in despair. They are beings of guidance and wisdom, offering counsel to the lost and weary, and their songs, like the crackling of a warm hearth, inspire courage and resilience in the hearts of all who hear them.
in the background a medieval asian throneroom
Prompt: The Demoness Weaver of Voices is beautiful in form, with luscious curves beneath crimson-veined clothing that murmurs in a thousand quiet voices rather than rustling as cloth does. Her fingers are delicately shaped into rending points and dusted with aconite. a face seems to hide, demure and tempting behind the veil she wears.
Prompt: Inspired by the legends of sea monsters, the Kaiho Lurker is a massive, tentacled creature that dwells in the depths of the tropical coast's waters. Its body resembles a blend of a giant squid and a dragon, adorned with bioluminescent patterns that mesmerize prey before it strikes with lightning speed. Legends speak of sailors being lured into the water by its hypnotic glow, never to return.
Prompt: The Tropical Raiju is a mythical beast resembling a combination of a ferocious tiger and a nimble monkey. Its fur is a vibrant mix of greens and blues, blending seamlessly with the tropical foliage. Lightning crackles within its mane, and its sharp claws can rend through even the toughest of jungle vegetation. Despite its fearsome appearance, the Tropical Raiju is known to be fiercely loyal to those who earn its trust, often forming bonds with coastal tribes who live in harmony with nature.
Prompt: Inspired by Japanese folklore, the Kappa Reefstalker lurks in the shallows of the tropical coast, its sleek, reptilian form blending seamlessly with the coral reefs. With webbed hands and feet, it navigates the underwater terrain effortlessly. Its shell-like back is adorned with vibrant algae, camouflaging it from unsuspecting prey. The Kappa Reefstalker possesses incredible agility and stealth, often ambushing fishermen and unwary travelers who venture too close to the water's edge. Beware its mischievous nature and its penchant for dragging victims beneath the waves.
Prompt: Ryota, a Tengu of striking presence and enigmatic allure, moves through the bustling streets of the Tengu settlement with the confidence of one who knows his place in the world. Tall and lean, with sleek black feathers adorning his avian form, he commands attention with every step, his gaze sharp and calculating.
Dressed in the attire of a master blacksmith, Ryota's garments are a testament to his craft, blending traditional Tengu designs with subtle touches of refinement and elegance. Around his waist, a belt adorned with tools of the trade serves as a reminder of his skill and expertise in the forge.
With sharp angular features and eyes that seem to hold a thousand secrets, Ryota possesses a charisma that draws others to him, even as they remain wary of his true intentions. His voice is smooth and measured, his words chosen with care to convey exactly the message he wishes to impart.
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: Deep beneath the earth's surface lies a colossal underground cavern, a realm of darkness and mystery. The air is heavy with an ancient scent, and the silence is profound, broken only by the faint echoes of dripping water from unseen stalactites. The cave's walls, adorned with intricate patterns of minerals, glisten softly in the dim light filtering through hidden crevices.
As your eyes adjust to the darkness, you notice a massive grill door dominating the center of the cavern floor. Its imposing presence suggests a barrier between worlds, guarding secrets untold. The door, wrought from sturdy iron, bears the marks of age and wear, hinting at the countless years it has stood sentinel in this subterranean realm.
Beneath the grill, a faint, eerie glow emanates, casting strange shadows across the uneven stone floor. And there, amidst the ethereal light, lie the glowing eyes of an immense dragon. The eyes, like orbs of molten gold, pierce the darkness with their intense gaze, reflecting the ancient wisdom and untamed power of the creature that dwells below.
Prompt: a strict looking older black man with a blueish tint to his skin and a salt and pepper beard. he wears a light samurai amor and holds a silver trident. his clothing is kept in green and violet. in the background the deck of a galley
Prompt: a strict looking older black man with a blueish tint to his skin and a salt and pepper beard. he wears a light samurai amor and holds a silver trident. his clothing is kept in green and violet. background: the board of a galley
Prompt: A female Tatar demon would likely embody the same eerie elegance and unsettling beauty as her male counterparts. Draped in luxurious silk and cloth of gold, she moves with a grace that belies her sinister nature. Her features are sharp and alluring, with porcelain skin and long, flowing hair that cascades down her back like liquid obsidian.
Despite her outward beauty, her eyes are the most striking aspect of her appearance—or rather, the lack thereof. Instead of eyes, her face is adorned with open caverns, from which ruby bright blood drips in a continuous stream, staining her painted visage.
Her voice is a dry whisper, yet it carries a hypnotic allure that draws others in, like moths to a flame. She speaks with a subtle cunning, each word dripping with hidden meaning and manipulation.
In her presence, one can feel the weight of her gaze, despite the absence of eyes. It's as if she can see straight through to the core of one's being, unraveling secrets and desires with a single glance.
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 round diamond, Each facet of this diamond tells a story, a fragmented narrative woven through time and space.
Gazing into its depths, one would behold snippets of the varied lives of a woman, forever frozen in her prime, perpetually twenty years of age. With fiery red dreadlocks cascading down her back and fair skin kissed by the sun, she possesses an otherworldly beauty. Yet, what truly captivates the observer are her eyes—heterochromatic marvels, one a vibrant green, the other a peculiar diamond white, reminiscent of the very gem they are contained within.
In each facet, a different life unfolds, defying the constraints of linear time and logic. One may see her as the daughter of a humble blacksmith, her hands calloused from toiling over the forge, yet her spirit aflame with dreams of adventure. In another, she is the cherished ward of a noble family, educated in the arts of diplomacy and strategy, her eyes harboring secrets unknown to her aristocratic kin.
There are facets where she is a fierce warrior, brandishing a sword against the encroaching darkness, her battle cries echoing through the ages. In others, she is a wise sage, dispensing cryptic prophecies and ancient wisdom to those who seek her guidance. Sometimes, she is a pirate queen, commanding a ship with unrivaled daring, her laughter mingling with the salty sea breeze.
Yet, amidst the myriad roles she assumes, there is a common thread—a longing in her eyes, a yearning for something just beyond her grasp. Loved ones come and go, their faces shifting like shadows in the flickering candlelight. Parents change, lovers fade into memory, friends appear and vanish like phantoms.
The Shadowed Terror: Niremar's Malevolent Presence
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Prompt: Niremar, the embodiment of fear and darkness, stands as a chilling specter amidst the shadows. Tall and imposing, he appears as a figure cloaked in darkness, his form seeming to meld seamlessly with the night. His silhouette, shrouded in an aura of malevolence, instills a sense of dread in all who behold him.
His eyes burn like fiery coals, casting an eerie red glow that pierces through the darkness, reflecting the depths of his sinister nature. They seem to hold untold horrors and secrets, drawing the gaze of those who dare to meet his stare.
Clad in armor wrought from the darkest depths of the abyss, Niremar exudes an aura of invincibility. His iron-clad form is adorned with jagged edges and spikes, reminiscent of the instruments of torment. Each step he takes resonates with the weight of his presence, sending tremors of fear through the very earth beneath him.
A mane of night-blackened shadows billows around him, swirling and writhing like living tendrils of darkness. From his brow sprout horns of iron, twisted and gnarled like the branches of a cursed tree, adding to his imposing visage.
Prompt: regal black-skinned asian princess with an analysing expression on her face wearing a rich blue hanfu. full body. in the background an asian medieval office room
Prompt: create a fantasy roman trireme with green sails and purple flags and a few ancient chinese decorations, it cuts through a tropical sea and the soldiers on deck are vigilant
Prompt: The olive-skinned god of daytime storms is a figure of myth and imagination, often portrayed as a being of immense power and presence. His skin, reminiscent of the color of olives, is said to shimmer with a subtle sheen, reflecting the light of the sun even amidst the tumult of a storm.
In the tales told of him, he is both feared and revered, embodying the dual nature of storms—both destructive and life-giving. He is said to ride upon clouds, his chariot drawn by mighty winds, as he roams the skies bringing thunder and lightning in his wake.
Despite his fearsome appearance and the havoc he can unleash, the olive-skinned god of daytime storms is also seen as a force of renewal and cleansing. His rains quench the parched earth, revitalizing the land and nourishing crops. In this way, he is often depicted as a deity of balance, embodying the necessary cycle of destruction and creation.
Worshipped by some and feared by others, the olive-skinned god of daytime storms holds a unique place in the pantheon of mythological figures, symbolizing the raw power and beauty of the natural world.
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
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Deep Dream
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