Prompt: A fierce warrior woman named Solaris with a Phoenix Bloodline. She has long, flowing hair and wears flame-patterned light armor. Her fiery aura radiates around her, and her eyes glow with intense heat. She wields dual flaming weapons, exuding power and grace. Her presence is both destructive and majestic, embodying fire and rebirth. The background can depict either a blazing battlefield or a serene sunset by a river, reflecting her dual nature of war and renewal.
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 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: 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 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: 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: 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 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 mystical wood dwelling inhabited by strange creatures. Michelangelo, Greg rutkowski, Salvador dalí, Edvard munch, Frida kahlo. Rule of thirds. Intricate.
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 pastoral scene features rolling green meadows and gentle hills under a clear blue sky. Wildflowers dot the landscape, and a tranquil brook winds through, reflecting the sunlight. Grazing animals like sheep and cows roam peacefully. In the distance, a rustic farmhouse and a wooden fence add to the idyllic charm. Tall trees provide shade, and birds can be seen flying or perched on branches. The atmosphere is serene and picturesque, evoking a sense of peace and natural beauty.
Prompt: The destruction of the Temple in Jerusalem is a chaotic and intense scene. The once grand and sacred temple, with its towering stone walls and ornate architecture, is engulfed in flames and smoke. Stones and debris are scattered as the structure collapses. Soldiers in ancient armor, swords drawn, storm through the area, while desperate people flee in terror. The sky is darkened by smoke, and the air is filled with the sounds of destruction—crashing walls, crackling fire, and anguished cries. The atmosphere is one of devastation, loss, and the end of an era.
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: 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: A fierce warrior woman named Solaris with a Phoenix Bloodline. She has long, flowing hair and wears flame-patterned light armor. Her fiery aura radiates around her, and her eyes glow with intense heat. She wields dual flaming weapons, exuding power and grace. Her presence is both destructive and majestic, embodying fire and rebirth. The background can depict either a blazing battlefield or a serene sunset by a river, reflecting her dual nature of war and renewal.
Prompt: A mythical lion spirit radiates an intense, menacing presence, its massive form enveloped in a fiery, blood-red aura that flickers and dances like flames in a raging inferno. The mane, a cascade of crimson fire, whips around wildly as if fueled by its boundless fury. Its glowing, ember-like eyes burn with a terrifying ferocity, piercing through the darkness with a gaze that demands submission.
The spirit’s translucent body pulses with a molten energy, as if forged from living magma, its every step sending tremors through the ground. When it roars, the sound is like the eruption of a volcano, a deafening shockwave of wrath that leaves destruction in its wake. Its spectral claws, sharp and jagged like shards of burning steel, glint menacingly, ready to strike with devastating force.
The red aura around it exudes both heat and dread, a visceral warning of the destruction it carries. This lion spirit is the embodiment of raw power, unyielding rage, and the primal essence of an unstoppable force of nature. It is a harbinger of reckoning, a living legend of strength and fury.
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: A powerful galactic-level merciless cultivator Beautiful cat girl, clad in dark, glowing armor that pulsates with cosmic energy. her eyes are cold and fierce, radiating an aura of unstoppable power. ready to cleave through the very fabric of space. Surrounded by swirling galaxies and turbulent nebulae, she stands as a dominant force in the universe, embodying ruthless strength
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 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 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: 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: Ethereal demon king, towering figure, ancient horror, ominous presence, gray skin with a weathered texture, imposing black curved horns, muscular physique exuding power, captivating and alluring aura, dark and mysterious ambiance, cosmic dread personified, adventurers ensnared in fear, explorers facing the unknown, souls trapped in a chilling embrace, fantasy illustration, detailed and intricate design, mythical creature, dark fantasy theme, by H.R. Giger and Brom, Artstation.
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.
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