Prompt: Deep within the heart of an ancient apothecary, shelves bow under the weight of countless glass bottles, their fragile surfaces warped by age, each containing remnants of long-forgotten remedies. The warm, flickering glow of candlelight shimmers against the aged glass, casting elongated, ghostly reflections along the stone walls. Overhead, bundles of dried lavender, sage, and belladonna hang from the wooden beams, their brittle leaves rustling faintly in the heavy air. The room hums with an almost tangible stillness, disturbed only by the occasional drip of wax from a leaning candle, pooling into abstract forms on the worn wooden counter. The scent of aged parchment, spiced tinctures, and medicinal roots weaves an intoxicating perfume. A large, curved glass flask refracts the dim light into strange patterns—but within its warped reflection, a shadowed figure stands, watching. Its form is indistinct, blurred by the curvature of the glass, yet unmistakably present. An unseen tension lingers, as if the walls themselves hold their breath, awaiting a moment yet to unfold. American graphic novels illustration style. Digital art painting style.
Prompt: Deep within the heart of an ancient apothecary, shelves bow under the weight of countless glass bottles, their fragile surfaces warped by age, each containing remnants of long-forgotten remedies. The warm, flickering glow of candlelight shimmers against the aged glass, casting elongated, ghostly reflections along the stone walls. Overhead, bundles of dried lavender, sage, and belladonna hang from the wooden beams, their brittle leaves rustling faintly in the heavy air. The room hums with an almost tangible stillness, disturbed only by the occasional drip of wax from a leaning candle, pooling into abstract forms on the worn wooden counter. The scent of aged parchment, spiced tinctures, and medicinal roots weaves an intoxicating perfume. A large, curved glass flask refracts the dim light into strange patterns—but within its warped reflection, a shadowed figure stands, watching. Its form is indistinct, blurred by the curvature of the glass, yet unmistakably present. An unseen tension lingers, as if the walls themselves hold their breath, awaiting a moment yet to unfold.
Prompt: "Deep within the heart of a pulsating neon cosmos, an ethereal wormhole wrangler takes form—a celestial entity whose presence transcends time and space. Her sleek, translucent body radiates with iridescent hues of violet, sapphire, and emerald, shifting like a living aurora. Each motion is a symphony of light, as radiant tendrils extend from her form, weaving through swirling wormholes—fractals of energy spiraling endlessly into the void.
The digital universe bends at her command, shifting like a vast, luminous tapestry. Her glowing patterns ripple in synchronized harmony with the surrounding data streams, cascading through an endless labyrinth of floating holographic symbols, neon constellations, and shimmering quantum grids.
Light pulses from within her core, illuminating the intricate cybernetic filigree etched into her frame, a fusion of organic elegance and high-tech artistry. This breathtaking digital composition encapsulates both the boundless potential of the cosmos and the limitless creativity of futuristic fantasy, inviting the viewer into a world where technology and mysticism merge into pure visual poetry."
Prompt: A watercolor painting of "An old woman and a young woman sit in silence on a rusted bench, its peeling paint revealing layers of age beneath. They do not speak, yet their gazes follow the same distant point, as if drawn into a shared thought neither dares to voice. The old woman’s weathered hands rest still in her lap, fingers lightly curled with the weight of years, while the young woman’s hands fidget unconsciously, tugging at the loose threads of her coat. Their postures are subtly different—one resigned, still, the other restless, unsure. The surrounding park is quiet, its sparse grass and scattered fallen leaves undisturbed. A cold breeze stirs their hair, but neither reacts. The muted gray sky overhead softens the light, casting a melancholic glow over the scene. Though separated by years of experience, there is a connection in their shared silence, in the unspoken thoughts that stretch between them like an invisible thread."
Prompt: An illustration in Japanese manga style of A towering, menacing figure stands amidst a storm of swirling emerald energy, his wild black hair shifting as if caught in an unseen force. His face is twisted into a wide, confident, deranged grin, partially obscured by glowing, arcane markings pulsing across his forehead. His eyes radiate a sinister, supernatural light. His chiseled, muscular torso is covered in intricate luminous green sigils that pulse like living veins of corruption. He wears a long, tattered black jacket that seems to disintegrate into spectral shadows, blending into the abyss surrounding him. His belt, featuring a heavy metal buckle, secures dark, rugged pants. Around him, the atmosphere is thick with floating fragments of spectral energy, casting eerie reflections of greenish light. The air itself shudders with ominous vibrations, warping reality in his wake. This is not merely a sorcerer, but an avatar of decay, a corrupted priest whose presence bends the very fabric of existence. His power is overwhelming, a terrifying fusion of arcane mastery and raw, chaotic force.
Prompt: "Suspended over an endless abyss, a bridge crafted from woven vines and delicate crystal threads defies gravity, stretching between two unseen points. The vines, thick and ancient, intertwine seamlessly with translucent strands of crystal, refracting the dim ambient light into shifting patterns of blues and silvers. As one steps onto the bridge, the structure responds with a soft, melodic hum, as if singing in harmony with the energy that flows through it. The abyss below swallows all light, an unknowable void that hints at unfathomable depths. The bridge sways slightly in the unseen currents of air, its crystalline fibers chiming faintly like distant wind chimes. Each footstep leaves a lingering resonance in the air, as though the traveler has disturbed something primordial. This passage is both a marvel and a test—fragile yet unyielding, beautiful yet treacherous, a thread of connection between realms lost to time." Illustration art in charcoil style.
Prompt: A breathtaking sumi-e ink painting featuring a nekomimi—a young woman with delicate feline ears—sitting gracefully on a wooden bench within the serene expanse of a natural park. Her long, flowing hair cascades gently over her shoulders, ink strokes capturing its soft, windswept motion. Her feline ears perk slightly, attuned to the distant whispers of the wind rustling through the cherry blossom trees. A peaceful expression graces her face, eyes lost in thought as she watches the petals drift through the air like silent messengers of the passing seasons. The wooden bench, depicted with subtle contrasts between dark, textured ink and light washes, exudes a sense of timelessness, grounding her presence in this dreamlike sanctuary. The surrounding landscape is painted with masterful simplicity—towering trees, their branches twisting elegantly, form a natural canopy overhead, while a gently winding path leads towards a quiet pond reflecting the sky’s shifting tones. The balance of bold, expressive brushstrokes and delicate ink washes enhances the ethereal quality of the scene, inviting the viewer into a moment of tranquil contemplation, where the harmony of nature and spirit converge in silent beauty.
Prompt: In the delicate, flowing strokes of sumi-e, a vision of timeless beauty unfolds—a Japanese geisha, a figure of grace and mystery, drifting through a cherry blossom garden in a moment stolen from history. Her ornate kimono, a masterpiece of craftsmanship, shimmers with faint, ink-washed depictions of cranes soaring over tranquil waters, its layers folding like poetry with each measured step. The air is alive with the fluttering dance of sakura petals, carried by the whispering wind, their pale pink hues standing in soft contrast against the deep blacks and grays of the ancient, gnarled cherry trees. She moves with the elegance of a bygone era, her parasol tilted just so, her gaze serene yet distant, lost in contemplation. The mist swirls at her feet, blending with the ink-washed pathways, as a red torii gate looms in the hazy distance, barely visible beyond the trees. The brushwork captures both delicate refinement and the fleeting impermanence of beauty, evoking a world where every petal, every step, every breath is a poem in motion. This is not just a painting—it is the soul of old Japan, eternal and ephemeral all at once. Illustration in watercolor.
Prompt: Illustration in semi-realistic anime style of a lone male figure with flowing hair cascading past his waist stands at the edge of a towering cliff, overlooking a breathtaking isometric landscape. Below stretches a vast, verdant expanse where ancient ruins, long abandoned, have been reclaimed by nature. Towering trees and thick vines weave through the remains of crumbling stone structures, their walls cracked and overtaken by moss. The land is split by a grand, winding river, its shimmering waters reflecting the golden sunlight piercing through the thick forest canopy. Mist lingers over the scene, adding an ethereal atmosphere to the lost civilization. Small waterfalls cascade from the cliffs, feeding into the river that carves its way through the ruins. Birds soar above the treetops, and the sound of rustling leaves fills the air. The lone figure, clad in a long cloak that billows in the wind, stands motionless, deep in thought. His gaze is fixed on the mesmerizing sight below, a mixture of awe and nostalgia in his stance. The perspective captures the sheer scale of the landscape, the intricate details of nature's conquest over man-made structures, and the delicate balance between history and wilderness.
Prompt: A warrior Valkyrie of unparalleled beauty and power dominates the celestial battlefield, her bioluminescent tattoos pulsating with divine radiance. Her celestial combat armor, adorned with intricate engravings of ancient gods, gleams under the ethereal glow of the heavenly realm. Her long, silver-gold hair flows like liquid light, her piercing eyes locked onto the battlefield below. In her hands, she wields a legendary blade, its runes igniting with cosmic energy at every swing. Her golden, feathered wings, infused with celestial fire, propel her through the battlefield, weaving between thunderous clashes of divine warriors. The storm-ridden sky trembles as her war cry echoes across the heavens, calling forth the spirits of fallen heroes. The battlefield, floating amidst swirling nebulae and shattered constellations, is a realm where glory is earned through combat, where the valiant fight for Valhalla under the gaze of the gods.
Prompt: In the endless abyss of space, two colossal purple dragon eyes pierce through the cosmic darkness, their brilliance rivaling the stars themselves. Swirling nebulas stretch across the vast expanse, painting the void in vibrant hues of violet, indigo, and gold, their light cascading around these all-seeing eyes. Glowing with a celestial energy beyond comprehension, they seem to pulse in rhythm with the universe itself, exuding shimmering trails of stardust and celestial fragments that dissolve into the ether. Around them, planets and asteroids drift weightlessly, as if drawn by an unseen force, trapped within the dragon’s immense, omnipotent presence. Their edges blur into the galactic backdrop, blending seamlessly with the cosmic expanse, suggesting that they are not separate from the universe—they are the universe. The sheer intensity of their gaze speaks of ancient wisdom, of untold power, of a being as eternal as time itself, watching, waiting, ever-present in the celestial infinity.
Prompt: An awe-inspiring sumi-e ink painting capturing the full-body portrait of a mystical wolf spirit roaming through an ancient forest, its ethereal presence blending seamlessly with the mist and shadows. The wolf's sleek, flowing fur is rendered with masterful brushstrokes, each line breathing life into its spectral form, as if it were woven from the very essence of nature itself. Its piercing, otherworldly eyes glow softly against the monochrome ink, exuding a quiet yet immense power. The forest surrounding it is depicted with abstract yet evocative washes of ink, creating towering trees that dissolve into the mist, their gnarled branches stretching skyward. The ground is marked with fluid strokes, suggesting a winding, unseen path that only the spirit wolf can follow. Wisps of ink swirl around its paws, hinting at a connection between the seen and unseen worlds, as if each step bends the boundary between the material and the divine. The delicate balance of bold strokes and empty space evokes a timeless serenity, reinforcing the wolf’s role as a guardian of the forest’s secrets. The composition radiates mystery, power, and spiritual depth, embodying the harmony between nature and the unseen forces that guide it.
Prompt: A spectral skull of pure, living fire floats in the abyss, its ever-shifting form composed entirely of searing flames—molten orange, deep crimson, and violet tendrils of infernal energy twisting together in a chaotic dance. It bears no bone, no mortal remains—only the ceaseless burn of an unnatural force given shape. Its hollow eye sockets blaze with a swirling aura of cursed energy, tendrils of malevolent mist coiling and lashing outward like the breath of an unseen entity. This aura pulsates with an eerie intelligence, shifting unpredictably as though seeking something beyond the void. The skull’s very essence crackles with unholy resonance, embers spiraling away, forming brief, flickering symbols before vanishing into nothingness. The darkness around it does not simply contrast—it recoils, bending away as if repelled by the raw power emanating from within. The flames do not weaken, do not falter; they hunger, feeding on an unknown force that keeps them alive, as if the skull itself were a fragment of an ancient, malevolent will, eternally burning in defiance of oblivion. Illustration digital. Art in anime semi-realism style. Vibrant.
Prompt: A werebear, massive and feral, emerges from a dense mustard-colored mist, its hulking form covered in scarlet magical runes that pulse with arcane power. Its piercing emerald eyes glow intensely, locking onto the viewer with a predatory gaze. The beast’s thick, battle-scarred fur bristles with raw energy as it raises its colossal right claw, launching a devastating slash forward. The mist swirls around its towering frame, partially obscuring its muscular build, yet unable to hide its sheer, overwhelming presence. Each rune on its skin ignites like molten fire, illuminating the eerie, spectral haze. The scene is tense, filled with primal power, as if the beast itself is an ancient force of nature, summoned from the depths of an arcane nightmare.
Prompt: A spectral skull of pure, living fire floats in the abyss, its ever-shifting form composed entirely of searing flames—molten orange, deep crimson, and violet tendrils of infernal energy twisting together in a chaotic dance. It bears no bone, no mortal remains—only the ceaseless burn of an unnatural force given shape. Its hollow eye sockets blaze with a swirling aura of cursed energy, tendrils of malevolent mist coiling and lashing outward like the breath of an unseen entity. This aura pulsates with an eerie intelligence, shifting unpredictably as though seeking something beyond the void. The skull’s very essence crackles with unholy resonance, embers spiraling away, forming brief, flickering symbols before vanishing into nothingness. The darkness around it does not simply contrast—it recoils, bending away as if repelled by the raw power emanating from within. The flames do not weaken, do not falter; they hunger, feeding on an unknown force that keeps them alive, as if the skull itself were a fragment of an ancient, malevolent will, eternally burning in defiance of oblivion. Illustration digital. Front view. Art in anime semi-realism style. Vibrant.
Prompt: A chaotic, abstract drawing filled with vibrant colors and intricate details, depicting a young woman with long, flowing hair and piercing green eyes. Her legs transform into those of a majestic dragon, the scales a vibrant, iridescent green. The composition is dense, with overlapping shapes and lines creating a sense of depth and movement. The color palette is a mix of bold primary colors (red, blue, yellow) and secondary colors (green, purple, orange), creating a visually stimulating contrast. The central focus appears to be the woman's face, surrounded by a variety of organic forms, including hands, eyes, and distorted facial features. The lines are thick and expressive, suggesting a sense of energy and emotion. The overall mood is one of chaos, confusion, and perhaps even a hint of darkness. Despite her fearsome appearance, the woman exudes an aura of grace and confidence. Her dragon-like legs allow her to move with incredible speed and agility, leaping effortlessly from rooftop to rooftop.
Prompt: Fantasy art. Watercolor, pen and ink, detailed textures inspired by the works of Hayao Miyazaki and Jim Henson. A whimsical retro surrealist scene of a joyful woman in pin-up style floating in space, surrounded by soft, fluffy clouds. She has a radiant smile and is wearing a pastel pink swimsuit. She holds a bunch of colorful balloons, red, blue, green, and yellow, that lift her into the cosmos. In the background, a distant planets and a starry sky create a magical atmosphere. The feeling of lightness and adventure, playful and surreal, retro aesthetics, cosmic wonder. We have the impression that we are looking at a picture from a carefree vacation, except that it is happening above the clouds in space.
Prompt: A world of illusion and surrealism. Cameron Gray, the unobtrusive steampunk style, the charm of Chyurlenis, the soft, flowing lines of Art Nouveau, the sharp watercolor graphics of Bilibin. A bright, mesmerizing, surrealistic spectacle.
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AIVision
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1024 X 1024
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Prompt: <Use bright, multicolor, rich watercolor wet on wet.> Dear DDG, please draw how a fly mushroom on thin legs came to visit a wizard. They are standing in front of the wizard's oriental-style house. The wizard is dressed in a bright blue robe with golden stars and a pointed blue cap, he has a neat white beard. The mushroom is dressed in blue jeans and a white knitted sweater. In the background is a dense spruce forest. Light puffy clouds are floating in the sky, the morning sun is shining, soft long shadows.
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.
