Prompt: Muscular Gelatinous Excessive Humanoid Cultist, Artwork By Zdzisław Beksiński, By Emil Melmoth, Foul Outcast, Unclean, Elfin, Archetypal, By Clive Barker, Detailed, High Quality, Gothic, Brute, Scavenger, Rat Skin, Rotten, Cyberpunk Lowlife, Outcast At The Fringes, Pale Flowers, Menace, Aggressive, 40K, Closeup Portrait, 2000AD, Goth, Outrageous, Romantic, Bondage, Blood, Thorns, Feathers, Masterpiece, High Quality, Detailed, Romanticism, Dynamic Lighting, Old Masters, Watercolour And Ink, Leopard Skin, Gothic, Opprobrium, Feral, Flamboyant, Charismatic Character Study, By Albrecht Dürer
Prompt: fantasy castle of glass in the space void, dark blue and green tones, surreal, melancholic, intricate, complementary colors, accurate, digital painting, fantasy, fantastic view, intricate background, cinematic lighting, crisp quality, cinematic postprocessing, HQ, 8k, ultra detailed, award winning, a masterpiece, Toosh Toosh, Anna Dittmann, Alphonse Mucha, Jordan Grimmer, Ismail Inceoglu, Huang Guangjian, Dan Witz, Salvador Dalí, Naoto Hattori, Tom Bagshaw, Johnson Tsang, Carrie Ann Baade, Android Jones, Daniel F Gerhartz, Gustave Dore, H.R. Giger, Junji Ito, Meghan Duncanson, Jennifer Lommers, Didier Lourenço, Blake Neubert, Jacek Yerka, Michelangelo, Gediminas Pranckevicius, Catherine Abel, George Callaghan, Jean Baptiste Monge, Jessica Rossier, Brian Froud, Gustave Baumann, Hugo Pratt, Nicki Boehme, Thomas Kinkade, Marianne Fons, Z.L. Feng, Josephine Wall, Artgerm, Artstation
Prompt: In the uncharted depths of the cosmos, where celestial wonders danced among distant solar systems, a legendary fleet soared in defiance of the cosmic abyss. The Israeli Space Military, a force whispered about in the hushed corridors of galactic lore, commanded an armada unlike any other—a sight that sparked awe and trepidation among the stars.
Solar systems twinkled in the distance, their planetary orbits a celestial ballet witnessed by the colossal spaceships that traversed the cosmic expanse. These massive vessels, brimming with otherworldly technology, dwarfed entire moons and planets as they charted a course through the interstellar tapestry.
Each ship bore the unmistakable mark of advanced engineering, gleaming hulls etched with symbols that spoke of a civilization far ahead in the cosmic race. Propelled by thrusters that shimmered like miniature suns, the fleet moved with an elegance that belied their monumental size, a testament to the mastery of space-faring prowess.
Weapons systems, more formidable than any known to galactic civilizations, adorned the spaceships—luminescent cannons, energy shields that shimmered like starlight, and pulsating reactors that hummed with unfathomable power. These technological marvels cast an intimidating shadow upon any who dared to challenge their might.
At the helm of the fleet, a flagship commanded attention, its design an amalgamation of elegance and authority. From its command bridge, a panoramic view stretched across the cosmic horizon—a display of cosmic dominion that left even celestial bodies in silent reverence.
Legends whispered of this legendary fleet—of missions undertaken in the depths of unknown galaxies, of battles won against unimaginable foes, and of a resolve that echoed through the vacuum of space.
Prompt: A supernatural force of destruction spawned from disillusionment and disbelief. The result of human apathy, cynicism, and the denial of childish dreams. The negation of imagination, hopes, and wishes. A metaphor of adulthood that lost its ways. The dangers of excessive pragmatism. A force of absolute oblivion erasing things and people from existence, leaving no trace whatsoever as if they never were there to begin with. Global manifestation of a tremendous, chaotic storm, covering the sky with dark clouds, winds and lightning. Incarnations of the worst aspects of imagination. A destructive presence wrecking everything to leave a dark void on its wake. An inconceivable, formless, featureless, colorless negation of existence, impossible to describe, surrounded by an otherworldly mist. An abstract oxymoron that cannot and should not exist, for it does not and yet it is.
Prompt: In the boundless expanse between galaxies, a majestic sight unfolds—a vast armada of colossal combat spaceships spanning the cosmic horizon. Each vessel, a marvel of technological prowess, dwarfs nearby celestial bodies as they glide through the interstellar void with an air of absolute supremacy.
From a distance, the fleet resembles a shimmering constellation, a tapestry of metallic behemoths against the backdrop of distant solar systems. They move with a synchronized elegance, their forms a testament to the pinnacle of engineering achievement in the galaxy.
The spaceships themselves are titans of ingenuity and might, their hulls adorned with intricate arrays of advanced armaments and defensive systems. Towering spires and sleek, angular designs speak of a civilization far ahead in the cosmic race—a civilization whose technological mastery surpasses all known boundaries.
As they traverse the vastness of space, the armada maneuvers in perfect unison, each vessel a symphony of controlled power. Brilliant thrusters emit radiant streams of energy, propelling these cosmic leviathans forward with an effortless grace that belies their immense size.
In the distance, celestial bodies—dazzling star systems, swirling nebulas, and majestic planets—serve as a stunning backdrop to this formidable fleet. The spaceships cast long shadows upon nearby asteroids and moons, their imposing presence commanding attention amid the cosmic theater.
Clusters of smaller escort ships orbit the colossal flagships, their movements like celestial ballet—a protective dance around their larger counterparts. Advanced energy shields shimmer around the fleet, forming an impenetrable barrier against cosmic hazards or potential adversaries.,View from the side
Prompt: A powerful king dressed in platinum and adamantium armor, his body is muscular and beautiful and he radiates strength and abilities His face is chiseled masculine and he has a neatly trimmed beard, dark fantasy style, glossy style, mystical symbolism, realistic intricate fantasy, Burning sky., Medieval gothic city. Spiritual expression of the 1970s advertising He rides on top of a huge earth dragon 40 meters long with a dark sword in his hand, he rides into a battlefield where knights and dragons are fighting
Prompt: A mystical wood dwelling inhabited by strange creatures. Michelangelo, Greg rutkowski, Salvador dalí, Edvard munch, Frida kahlo. Rule of thirds. Intricate.
Prompt: In the heart of an ancient fortress, where the echoes of history resonate through stone walls adorned with tapestries that tell tales of centuries past, stands a formidable figure—Lord Malachar, a vampire of ancient lineage and unparalleled strength, whose existence spans more than 1200 years. Around him, a group of powerful female vampires, each emanating strength in their own right, move with both grace and an air of submission in the presence of their venerable master.
Lord Malachar is a towering and imposing figure, his features chiseled by centuries of existence. His skin, an alabaster canvas, seems untouched by the passage of time, and his eyes, like pools of deep crimson, exude an otherworldly aura that hints at the vast reservoirs of power within. His every movement is deliberate, radiating a quiet strength that demands respect.
Adorned in garments that befit his age and status, Lord Malachar wears a cloak of deep, velvety black that billows with an almost supernatural presence. Intricately designed armor, bearing symbols of ancient vampiric heraldry, adorns his form, accentuating the regal air that surrounds him.
Surrounding Lord Malachar are his female acolytes, strong and formidable in their own right, yet bound by an unspoken allegiance to their ancient master. Each radiates an aura of lethal grace, their eyes reflecting both submission and a feral instinct honed over centuries. Their attire mirrors the dark elegance of their master, creating a visual harmony that speaks of shared vampiric heritage.
The chamber they occupy is bathed in the flickering glow of torchlight, casting dancing shadows on the tapestries that bear witness to countless nights of vampiric history. as the acolytes move in orchestrated unity, a testament to the ancient hierarchy that binds them to Lord Malachar.
In this realm where shadows whisper of ages long past, Lord Malachar and his acolytes embody the strength and elegance of ancient vampires.
Prompt: A combat spaceship are in interstellar space from a distance you can see solar systems, the spaceship are very massive and very technologically advanced relative to other galactic civilizations And they have much more armaments and extremely deadly weapons that can destroy entire stars,A side angle that gives a view of the whole ship
Prompt: A combat spaceship are in interstellar space from a distance you can see solar systems, the spaceship are very massive and very technologically advanced relative to other galactic civilizations And they have much more armaments and extremely deadly weapons that can destroy entire stars,A side angle that gives a view of the whole ship
Prompt: In the desolate depths of the infernal abyss, where shadows writhe and darkness reigns supreme, lurks a terror beyond mortal comprehension—the Demon King, an ancient horror whose very existence blights the cosmos with dread. His monstrous form commands fear and awe, his gray skin like cold, lifeless stone, marked by veins that pulse with the dark essence of his infernal power.
Atop his imposing brow sit curved black horns, twisted and jagged like the claws of some primordial beast. They cast eerie shadows upon his chiseled features, which bear the cruel visage of a fiendish sovereign. Eyes like pools of abyssal darkness glare with an unholy intelligence, gleaming with the thirst for mortal suffering and despair.
The Demon King's muscular physique exudes raw power and menace, every sinew and muscle etched with the promise of untold torment. His imposing stature towers over lesser beings, casting a long, foreboding shadow that stretches across the desolate landscape of his accursed realm.
Surrounding him, a suffocating miasma of black and dark energy coils and writhes, radiating an aura of cosmic dread that chills the very soul.
Prompt: a colossal, interstellar behemoth, a spaceship that eclipses all known vessels in its sheer scale and ominous presence. This imposing dreadnought embodies the pinnacle of technological prowess, striking terror into the hearts of those who encounter it
The hull of this nightmarish spacecraft is a seamless obsidian expanse, absorbing light rather than reflecting it, rendering the ship almost invisible against the cosmic backdrop. Strange, ethereal patterns pulse across its surface, hinting at the unfathomable energy coursing through its massive frame
Tower-sized cannons protrude from its flanks, each capable of unleashing devastating torrents of energy that can disintegrate entire fleets with a single volley. The ship's outer shell is studded with colossal spires that hum with an otherworldly energy, projecting a malevolent aura that extends for light-years in every direction
Massive, bat-winged appendages extend from the ship's sides, creating an eerie silhouette reminiscent of a celestial leviathan. These appendages are not just for show; they house advanced shield generators and energy manipulation devices that can manipulate spacetime itself, creating impenetrable defensive barriers
The spaceship's propulsion system is a marvel of gravitational manipulation, warping the very fabric of space to propel the vessel at speeds that defy comprehension. As it moves, the surrounding space seems to distort and ripple, leaving a wake of cosmic turbulence in its path.At the heart of the ship lies an enigmatic, pulsating core, a singularity harnessed for its limitless energy. This core powers not only the vessel's destructive weaponry but also a networked artificial intelligence with a level of sentience that borders on the transcendent
This spaceship, dreadnought of cosmic nightmares, is a manifestation of supremacy, striking fear into the hearts of that dare to oppose its inexorable advance It represents the ultimate fusion of technology, sheer cosmic terror
Prompt: fantasy castle of glass in the space void, dark blue and green tones, surreal, melancholic, intricate, complementary colors, accurate, digital painting, fantasy, fantastic view, intricate background, cinematic lighting, crisp quality, cinematic postprocessing, HQ, 8k, ultra detailed, award winning, a masterpiece, Toosh Toosh, Anna Dittmann, Alphonse Mucha, Jordan Grimmer, Ismail Inceoglu, Huang Guangjian, Dan Witz, Salvador Dalí, Naoto Hattori, Tom Bagshaw, Johnson Tsang, Carrie Ann Baade, Android Jones, Daniel F Gerhartz, Gustave Dore, H.R. Giger, Junji Ito, Meghan Duncanson, Jennifer Lommers, Didier Lourenço, Blake Neubert, Jacek Yerka, Michelangelo, Gediminas Pranckevicius, Catherine Abel, George Callaghan, Jean Baptiste Monge, Jessica Rossier, Brian Froud, Gustave Baumann, Hugo Pratt, Nicki Boehme, Thomas Kinkade, Marianne Fons, Z.L. Feng, Josephine Wall, Artgerm, Artstation
Prompt: A combat spaceship are in interstellar space from a distance you can see solar systems, the spaceship are very massive and very technologically advanced relative to other galactic civilizations And they have much more armaments and extremely deadly weapons that can destroy entire stars,A side angle that gives a view of the whole ship
Prompt: A combat spaceship are in interstellar space from a distance you can see solar systems, the spaceship are very massive and very technologically advanced relative to other galactic civilizations And they have much more armaments and extremely deadly weapons that can destroy entire stars,A side angle that gives a view of the whole ship
Prompt: Dark fantasy art portrait, beautiful female head, armoured, glossy style, folded paper, mystical symbolism, golden surrounding, golden ratio, realistic intricate fantasy, organic metallic cuts, intricate orange lighting from above, tints of pointism, embossed strokes in Burning sky., Medieval gothic city. Spiritual expression of the 1970s advertising
Prompt: In the abandoned mansion, darkness reigned supreme. Each creak of the floorboards echoed through the empty halls, sending chills down your spine. The air was heavy with the scent of decay and ancient dust, an ominous sign of the years this place had stood untouched by life.
Shadows danced along the walls, twisting into grotesque shapes that seemed to follow your every move. A cold draft whispered through the corridors, carrying with it a faint, unearthly whisper that prickled the hairs on the back of your neck.
Suddenly, a faint glow emerged from the darkness ahead. As you cautiously approached, the dim light revealed a figure—a tall, gaunt silhouette draped in tattered robes, its face concealed by a hood. Its presence seemed to suck the warmth from the room, leaving an icy chill in its wake.
The entity turned slowly to face you, revealing hollow, glowing eyes that pierced through the shadows. A feeling of overwhelming dread washed over you as you realized this was no ordinary specter. Its form flickered, shifting and contorting as if it were a manifestation of the very darkness that enveloped the mansion.
A voice, ancient and chilling, resonated in your mind, speaking words that seemed to be a cacophony of whispers and screams from forgotten souls. You could feel its malevolent intent, a hunger for something beyond comprehension, as if it fed on fear itself.
Paralyzed by terror, you could only watch as the entity advanced, each step deliberate and haunting. Its presence filled the room, suffocating and overwhelming, as if reality itself warped around its existence. Every instinct screamed at you to flee, but it was as if the entity held you in its grasp, rooted to the spot by an otherworldly force.
In that moment, you were consumed by a primal fear, an awareness that in the presence of this otherworldly entity, you were utterly powerless—a mere mortal standing before an ancient, insatiable darkness.
Prompt: In the hallowed halls of a centuries-old castle, where the air is thick with the scent of antiquity and shadows dance in every corner, reigns a figure of timeless beauty and ominous power—Lady Evadne, a 1000-year-old vampire. This female immortal commands an entourage of vampiric acolytes, a gathering of girls and women who, though submissive in demeanor, exude an unmistakable air of peril.
Lady Evadne's beauty is both enchanting and haunting. Her features, eternally preserved in an ageless grace, exhibit an otherworldly allure. Porcelain skin, untouched by the passage of time, catches the ethereal glow of moonlight that filters through ancient stained glass windows. Crimson eyes, glinting with centuries of wisdom and a predatory intensity, draw attention to the ageless depths of her gaze.
Adorned in regal attire that befits her status, Lady Evadne wears garments reminiscent of forgotten eras. A gown of deep, velvety black drapes her form, the fabric seemingly absorbing the very essence of the shadows that embrace her. Intricate silver jewelry, each piece a relic from centuries past, adorns her form, emphasizing her regal presence.
Surrounding Lady Evadne, the vampiric acolytes move with an unsettling grace. Their movements are fluid, a seamless choreography of submission and potential danger. Clad in attire mirroring their mistress's dark elegance, these girls and women bear an air of silent obedience, their eyes revealing a depth of hidden strength and the feral instincts of their vampiric nature.
The chamber itself is a realm of half-light and mystery. Ancient tapestries, frayed with age, depict scenes of long-forgotten lore. The air carries whispers of the castle's history and the footsteps of those who have come before. The flickering candlelight casts ephemeral shadows on the stone walls, creating an atmosphere that borders between the sacred and the forbidden.
Prompt: In the dimly lit chamber of an ancient castle. A female vampire, her porcelain skin aglow with an otherworldly radiance, stands poised over her prey—a lone human, pale and helpless,
Prompt: In the desolate depths of the infernal abyss, where shadows writhe and darkness reigns supreme, lurks a terror beyond mortal comprehension—the Demon King, an ancient horror whose very existence blights the cosmos with dread. His monstrous form commands fear and awe, his gray skin like cold, lifeless stone, marked by veins that pulse with the dark essence of his infernal power.
Atop his imposing brow sit curved black horns, twisted and jagged like the claws of some primordial beast. They cast eerie shadows upon his chiseled features, which bear the cruel visage of a fiendish sovereign. Eyes like pools of abyssal darkness glare with an unholy intelligence, gleaming with the thirst for mortal suffering and despair.
The Demon King's muscular physique exudes raw power and menace, every sinew and muscle etched with the promise of untold torment. His imposing stature towers over lesser beings, casting a long, foreboding shadow that stretches across the desolate landscape of his accursed realm.
Surrounding him, a suffocating miasma of black and dark energy coils and writhes, radiating an aura of cosmic dread that chills the very soul.
Prompt: “The Demon Queen of Death”. Standing on a pile of Skulls & holding a deformed skull in her hand
(entirely Centred image).
(polished, organic, crisp quality, extremely detailed). Wide field of view, linear perspective, centred.
Dark fantasy abomination.
Prompt: In the vast expanse of the cosmos, a celestial anomaly drifts silently through the void—an enigmatic spaceship that defies conventional design and comprehension. Its form resembles a radiant silver drop, smooth and seamless, with no discernible windows or engines visible from the outside.
As it glides through the depths of space, the spaceship seems to shimmer with an ethereal glow, its surface reflecting the distant stars like a mirror to the universe. The silver hue of its metallic exterior appears almost iridescent, shifting and dancing with the play of cosmic light.
From a distance, the spaceship appears deceptively simple—a perfect symphony of curves and contours that evoke a sense of serenity and elegance. Its sleek silhouette cuts through the void with an effortless grace, leaving behind a trail of stardust in its wake.
Up close, the true wonder of the spaceship's design becomes apparent. Its surface is unmarred by seams or joints, as if crafted from a single, seamless piece
Prompt: In the ancient annals of mythology and fantasy, there exists a creature of unparalleled terror and majesty—a dragon whose very presence sends shivers down the spines of mortals and gods alike. This ancient and terrible dragon is known by many names across cultures, whispered in hushed tones as a living embodiment of chaos and power.
Its scales, weathered and hardened by centuries, shimmer in hues that defy mortal comprehension. An amalgamation of midnight black and deep, molten red, they reflect the dragon's affinity for both shadow and fire. Each scale is a testament to the countless battles and challenges the dragon has weathered, bearing scars from the conflicts that have shaped its existence.
The dragon's eyes are orbs of piercing intelligence, gleaming with a malevolence that seems to transcend time itself. They possess an otherworldly wisdom, a gaze that can unravel the secrets of the universe and leave those who meet it paralyzed in awe or fear. Legends speak of those who locked eyes with the ancient dragon, only to be forever marked by the encounter.
Its wings, tattered and torn, span vast expanses and cast shadows that eclipse entire landscapes. As the dragon takes flight, the very air seems to twist and distort around its massive form. The beating of its wings echoes like distant thunder, foretelling the impending cataclysm that follows in its wake.
The dragon's breath is a force of nature—a torrent of searing flames that can melt mountains and turn the sturdiest of fortresses into molten ruins. Yet, this creature is not merely a mindless force of destruction. It possesses an intellect that rivals the most cunning of schemers, weaving webs of manipulation that span across epochs.
Prompt: interstellar behemoth, a spaceship that eclipses all known vessels in its sheer scale and ominous presence. This imposing dreadnought embodies the pinnacle of technological prowess, striking terror into the hearts of those who encounter it
The hull of this nightmarish spacecraft is a seamless obsidian expanse, absorbing light rather than reflecting it, rendering the ship almost invisible against the cosmic backdrop. Strange, ethereal patterns pulse across its surface, hinting at the unfathomable energy coursing through its massive frame
Tower-sized cannons protrude from its flanks, each capable of unleashing devastating torrents of energy that can disintegrate entire fleets with a single volley. The ship's outer shell is studded with colossal spires that hum with an otherworldly energy, projecting a malevolent aura that extends for light-years in every direction
Massive, bat-winged appendages extend from the ship's sides, creating an eerie silhouette reminiscent of a celestial leviathan. These appendages are not just for show; they house advanced shield generators and energy manipulation devices that can manipulate spacetime itself, creating impenetrable defensive barriers
The spaceship's propulsion system is a marvel of gravitational manipulation, warping the very fabric of space to propel the vessel at speeds that defy comprehension. As it moves, the surrounding space seems to distort and ripple, leaving a wake of cosmic turbulence in its path.At the heart of the ship lies an enigmatic, pulsating core, a singularity harnessed for its limitless energy. This core powers not only the vessel's destructive weaponry but also a networked artificial intelligence with a level of sentience that borders on the transcendent
This spaceship, dreadnought of cosmic nightmares, is a manifestation of supremacy, striking fear into the hearts of that dare to oppose its inexorable advance It represents the ultimate fusion of technology, sheer cosmic terror,Viewing from the side
Prompt: A level 150 human warrior who is also an elemental sage would be an extraordinary individual, blending unparalleled combat prowess with deep mastery over the elemental forces. Here’s a detailed description:
They would have a powerful, athletic build, indicative of their warrior training. Muscles would be well-defined, showing a lifetime of combat and physical discipline.
Height: Likely tall and imposing, their height and build would contribute to an authoritative and commanding presence.
Their armor would be lightweight yet incredibly durable, crafted from rare and enchanted materials that can withstand extreme elemental forces. It might incorporate dragon scales, phoenix feathers, or stones imbued with elemental magic.
They would wield weapons that complement their elemental
They would radiate an aura of power and stability, a palpable sense of the elements swirling around them. This aura would shift in intensity and nature depending on the element they are focusing on, creating an intimidating and awe-inspiring presence.
Their control over the elements would be almost absolute. They could summon and manipulate fire, water, earth, and air with precision and devastating effect. They could create walls of fire, summon tidal waves, manipulate the earth to create barriers or traps, and command the wind to create tornadoes or enhance their speed and agility.
In essence, a level 150 human warrior elemental sage would be a formidable and awe-inspiring figure, blending the raw physical power of a seasoned warrior with the profound mystical abilities of an elemental sage. Their presence on the battlefield would be both a beacon of hope for allies and a harbinger of doom for enemies.
Prompt: Planet Eater,A galactic monster preys on a star whose mouth is a singularity, a black hole, View of planet jupiter, NASA photos, hyper detailed, national geographic photo, hyperrealism, beautiful, colorful, space, photorealistic
Prompt: Dark fantasy art portrait, beautiful female head, armoured, glossy style, folded paper, mystical symbolism, golden surrounding, golden ratio, realistic intricate fantasy, organic metallic cuts, intricate orange lighting from above, tints of pointism, embossed strokes in Burning sky., Medieval gothic city. Spiritual expression of the 1970s advertising
Prompt: Cthulhu, an entity of cosmic horror, is often depicted as an immense and malevolent being, an ancient entity that lies dormant beneath the ocean's depths in the sunken city of R'lyeh. Its appearance is beyond human comprehension, described in eldritch texts as an amalgamation of grotesque and alien features.
Its form defies conventional shapes, a monstrous hybrid of an octopus, dragon, and humanoid figure. Towering in size, Cthulhu's immense bulk eclipses the horizon, its writhing, slimy tentacles extending from its grotesque body, undulating in an otherworldly dance.
The creature's head is an abomination—a blend of tentacles and eyes, with a massive, gaping maw filled with rows of razor-sharp teeth. Its eyes, like orbs of madness, gleam with an otherworldly luminescence, exuding an aura of unfathomable intelligence and malevolence.
Cthulhu's skin, if it can be called such, seems to shift and writhe, emitting a sickly phosphorescent glow that casts an eerie light in its vicinity. The mere presence of this cosmic entity distorts reality, warping the very fabric of space and inducing a sense of existential dread in those who dare to behold its form.
It exudes an aura of ancient and malevolent power, a being tied to primordial forces that defy human comprehension. Cthulhu is not merely a physical entity but a manifestation of cosmic horror—a symbol of unfathomable terror and a harbinger of incomprehensible nightmares fr
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.