Prompt: In a desert basin, Crater Citadel Communion unfolds: glyph-etched spires rise behind a central humanoid in high-collared armor, cloak swept by unseen turbulence. A chrome-plated skiff levitates over panelized terrain, its rear fins glowing with ritual symbols. The ambient light shifts from teal to rust-orange as wide dome segments rotate in the distance. Camera hovers above eye-level, angled toward a diagonal procession of figures ascending toward a beacon-archway built into the rock. Foreground features glyphstone pylons and coiled conduit paths. Atmospheric layering segments the sky into soft matte gradients.
--mod alien glyphs, --mod diagonalcompression, --mod matte gradient surfaces, --mod mecharcanevestments, --mod painterlyatmosphericdepth, --mod powercenteringlogic, --mod pseudo-glyphs, --mod techno-glyphic architecture
Prompt: In a dimly lit chamber beneath the forgotten city, where the walls are lined with shelves of dusty tomes and ancient scrolls, a man stands before a massive, intricately carved door. His fingers trace the patterns in the wood, feeling for the hidden mechanisms that will unlock its secrets. His dark hair falls over his eyes as he leans in closer, listening for the faint click that will signal success. The room is filled with the scent of old parchment and candle wax, the only light coming from a single, flickering lantern that casts long shadows on the stone walls. Behind him, the sound of water dripping echoes through the underground tunnels, but he is focused entirely on the task at hand. His hands move with practiced precision, deftly working the hidden locks that have kept this door sealed for centuries.
Prompt: Create an image inspired by the artwork 'New Eden' by British illustrator Peter Andrew Jones. The scene depicts a futuristic utopian landscape, blending high-tech geometric architecture with lush, organic environments. Central to the composition is a towering, crystalline structure—like a fusion of sharp, angular geometric planes and smooth, flowing organic forms—rising from the center of a verdant garden. The structure is made of semi-transparent materials that reflect a soft, diffused light. Surrounding it are elaborate alien plants, their forms geometric yet organic, with sharp angular edges and tendrils that seem to grow and twist naturally. Some plants look metallic, others are bioluminescent, glowing faintly in hues of blue and purple.
In the foreground, strange humanoid figures, partially encased in technological suits, stand amidst the garden, interacting with the environment. They have a serene, almost contemplative posture, reflecting the calm of this future world. These characters blend organic and mechanical elements, with smooth skin-like surfaces alongside metallic circuitry integrated into their forms.
The overall color palette is vibrant yet soft, with lush greens of plants contrasting with the glowing blues, purples, and metallic golds of the structures. There is a juxtaposition of delicate light and sharp, angular forms, creating a harmonious balance between nature and technology. The architecture features clean, geometric lines and patterns, but also exhibits flowing, organic curves, as though nature itself has shaped the buildings. Floating orbs of light hover above the scene.
The lighting should be soft and atmospheric, with reflective surfaces and shadows creating a sense of depth and mystery. The environment should have a serene yet otherworldly quality, reflecting a deep connection between technology and the natural world. The image should evoke the harmonious, futuristic, and surreal qualities of Peter Andrew Jones’ 'New Eden'.
Prompt: Two figures stand on a multi-tiered landing platform, flanked by monolithic translucent towers and luminous rails. Behind them, a personal starship hovers with swept fins and ribbed exhaust arrays, half-reflecting the ambient aurorae above. The landing pad glows with diffused crimson and turquoise signal bands. Below, fused-glass architectural supports melt into sloping terrain studded with blinking indicator pylons. The scene is lit by three spectral moons diffused through upper-atmosphere haze.
--mod atmosphericcolorwash, --mod biolumitecture, --mod burns-stylecontours, --mod glossed-alloys, --mod glowingplatformlogic, --mod lensflarelayering, --mod monolithicarchitecturalmass, --mod multiplelightvectoring, --mod neonrefraction, --mod personalcraftdesign, --mod signalbandlight, --mod slicksurfacefusion, --mod softmeltstructure, --mod tri-moonlighting
Prompt: Maximum-possible ultimate-best quality. Unbelievably beautiful. A phenomenal atmospheric perspective in a remarkable wide shot of a fantasy warrior (male, dark hair, muscled wearing a fur cape and holding an intricate straight sword) facing a fantastic ice-lizard (huge, white scales, jaws gaping wide, bright red eyes, one foot lifted menacingly) in its lair deep inside an ice cavern. The cavern has icicles hanging from the roof and a snow drift at the entrance behind the warrior. A retro oil painting, oil on canvas in the style of Boris Vallejo, Frank Frazetta, Ken Kelly, Rowena Morrill, and Julie Bell.
Stunning balanced composition, 16:9 ratio, uncropped. Studio secular soft diffused lighting with ambient occlusion. Breathtaking, awards-winning masterpiece of (5d 16k resolution, fantasy cinematic fantasy, volumetric rendering with pre-render for maximum-quality) and (strong emphasis on every single ultra-fine, minute detail of the finesse, fine hyper-detailed interior design and the scene realism), done with Cinema 4d 2026 + Ornatrix 4 (ambiance, ambient occlusion with ray tracing, put all elements together with finesse precision and attention to integrity), Arnold 2026 (lighting, water, material glow, reflections), Houdini 2026 (magical blue light, bioluminescent effect, magical glow, fire, flame, particle system), Substance Painter 2026 (max-quality custom designed my-assets-are-better-than-premium-industry-Hollywood grade assets), Mudbox 2026 (sculpting, use Substance Painter made assets, hyper-fine, finesse details), hyper-clarity, RTX, ray tracing, path tracing, hyper-detailed with ultra-fine details, maximum-possible ultimate-best quality cinematic fantasy photography.
Prompt: Upon a frozen plateau at the rim of the world, a lone sentinel sits atop a scaled dragon-beast whose coils anchor them against the endless snowfields. The rider’s back is to us, fur-trimmed cloak snapping in the arctic gale, his horned helmet and high spear crowned with a banner that strains against the wind. His posture is not wandering but watchful: a lonely vigil held at the margin of civilization, the guard of the northern wastes. The beast itself is no docile mount: its emerald scales shimmer with cold fire, its jaws gaping at the horizon as if it too scents the threat borne on icy gusts. Tail curled serpentine across the frost, talons dig deep into the crusted snow, anchoring both man and dragon against the void of distance. Together they are fortress and flame, oath and presence. Around them the geography opens wide: mountain ridges rise pale and sharp in the far distance, veiled in violet haze. The sky is a merciless sheet of gray-blue, empty but for wind-carved light. The sense is of scale and silence, a world stretched vast and unyielding, where even a single figure and beast become monumental by contrast. Every surface tells: the leather packs bound with pattern-work, the fur roughened with frost, the dragon’s scales painted with orange-gold highlights where winter sun strikes them. Shadows drag long across the ice, while the banner’s flutter creates motion in an otherwise frozen tableau. The scene is epic not because of combat or clash, but because of endurance: a lone watcher standing for the realm, with only a beast and a banner against the eternal snows.
--mod central hero lockup, --mod archetypal stance, --mod rim light, --mod deep perspective, --mod layered composition, --mod arctic desolation, --mod vacuum banners, --mod ceremonial passage, --mod beast companion stance, --mod hero angle lens, --mod epic scale framing, --mod atmospheric depth, --mod mythic tonality, --mod wind charged fabric, --mod marching stride energy
Prompt: In a furnace sky of molten red and orange, two armored astronauts face an impossible apparition: a burning blood-red orb tearing itself into existence above the ruins. The camera is low and dramatic, angled so the figures and orb tower in the frame. One astronaut stands braced on shattered masonry staring at the orb, one arm thrown wide, the other raised as if shielding from the blaze. His suit bristles with ribbed cabling, steel plates, and oxygen packs bolted across his back, the helmet dome catching firelight in molten arcs. His stance reads heroic—shoulders squared, spine arched, legs wide. Beside him, his companion kneels among rubble, one gauntlet lifted against the light illuminating his face, the other steadying on broken stone. Both helmets gleam as mirrors of the inferno, their visors burning with reflected fire. To the left, a wrecked vehicle slumps into ruin, cannon bent like a snapped spear, armor blistered and cracked by heat. The ground is a chaos of fractured masonry and buckled plates, some seams glowing faintly as if the fire has reached within. At zenith looms the orb itself: a swollen, roiling sphere, surface convulsing with molten flares and fissures that spit tongues of fire. It dominates the sky, light bleeding into everything—shadows become vermilion, rubble smolders, air flickers with drifting sparks. Light: harsh furnace glow saturates the scene, painting rubble, armor, and smoke in tones of red, orange, and gold. Highlights clip hard across domes and plates; dust haze lifts into glowing veils. The palette is absolute fire. Mood: catastrophic and mythic. Two human figures hold ground against an elemental birth, pulp-heroic silhouettes in the theater of apocalypse. Rendered as a classic oil-painted sci-fi cover: bold anatomy, metallic glints, furnace spectrum, dramatic parallax.
--mod low angle perspective, --mod epic scale framing, --mod armored astronauts heroic, --mod burning orb nucleus, --mod furnace spectrum palette, --mod smoldering rubble, --mod romantic realism, --mod classic sci-fi cover, --mod crisp edge control, --mod sparks drifting in air, --mod dramatic parallax
Prompt: In the cavernous hollow of a mountain cleft, a lone arcane scholar‑warrior climbs a jagged dais of fractured rock to confront the ribcage of an ancient colossus—half‑statue, half‑sleeping titan—entombed within the stone. The ribs arch overhead in colossal spans, fissured and veined with buried ember as if the mountain itself still breathes. Twilight filters through shattered fissures far above, bruising the air with stormlight, but the chamber’s heart burns with a different fire: the will of one figure against a world asleep.
He plants his stance wide upon the dais, dwarfed by scale, every tendon drawn tight with resolve. His garb is a hybrid of robe and armor: layered cloth trailing dust, one shoulder sheathed beneath a battered pauldron, a torn mantle ash‑streaked, runic tools lashed to his belt. In his right hand, a hammer etched with molten runes flares at every strike; in his left, a torch held high pushes back the colossal shadows. Each blow drives sparks from the stone ribs; clouds of powder and pebbles shed in avalanches, boulders crack and tumble, and ember‑dust swirls around him like summoned motes.
Ambiguity sears the moment: is he driving a stake to bind the monster deeper into death, or summoning its return—hammering a silent heart back to life? His strikes could be exorcism or invocation; his torch could be warding flame or guiding beacon. The mountain resists, shuddering with each impact, yet the colossus shivers in reply—stone muscles fissuring, ember veins pulsing, shadows lifting as if vast lungs strain against silence.
He is both executioner and midwife, destroyer and awakener. Every strike is a crucible act, every echo a wager that the titan will either crumble to dust or rise in wrath. Dust veils fall like funeral shrouds; sparks sketch arterial streaks across the ribs; the torch paints wings of light that might yet beat again. One man stands before the sleeping heart of the world, knowing that with each blow he may end an age forever—or call it roaring back into being.
--mod heroic framing, --mod stylized realism, --mod vivid depth, --mod ultra focus, --mod contrast lock, --mod force saturation, --mod scale monumental, --mod lighting kinetic, --mod arcane scholar warrior garb, --mod ember vein stone ribs, --mod dust avalanche cascade, --mod torch warding beacon, --mod hammer molten runes, --mod extreme cavern scale, --mod awakening titan tension
Prompt: A colossal industrial turbine, several stories high, dominates the center of a cavernous factory interior. Its cylindrical core is flanked by tightly bolted modular panels, heavy piping, and a ring of symmetrical coupling units—possibly intake or compression nozzles—arranged radially around central magnetic housing. The rear of the machine features massive segmented flywheel or field coil housing with deep radial braces, suggesting rotational capability or magnetic flux regulation. The base of the generator is seated on an immense rail-mounted gantry cradle, reinforced with hydraulic lift arms and modular towing fixtures, painted safety yellow. In front of the base, a human worker in dark jumpsuit and reflective vest provides visual scale, standing no taller than the base wheel height. The surrounding facility is equally vast—an industrial cathedral with towering structural columns rising to support a vaulted ceiling. Pair of yellow overhead gantry cranes cross high above, partially obscured by mist and dust, with cables and suspended pulleys hanging in idle readiness. The far background reveals dozens of similar but smaller industrial units, each complex and modular: rotors, pumps, compressors, armored valve cores, and mechanical housings, arranged in organized yet cluttered groups across the concrete floor. Light spills in from tall vertical factory windows along the left wall, creating a diffuse, slightly directional side-light. The generator is also backlit from an unseen industrial-scale bay door behind it, casting a faint rim light along its curved surfaces. Subtle mist and ambient haze catch the light, revealing volumetric shafts in the high rafters. The floor is concrete, stained and marked by heavy use, scattered with auxiliary equipment and storage crates. Everything in the image exudes hyper-industrial realism—no stylization, no science fantasy—just sheer scale, complexity, and believable materials in a functional, advanced-engineering masterpiece.
Prompt: A hyperrealistic, ultra-detailed digital illustration of a Victorian-era scientist in a grand, shadowed laboratory filled with brass instruments, arcane blueprints, pressure gauges, and hand-blown glassware. The man, mid-40s, wears a dark waistcoat, crisp white shirt, cravat, and long frock coat; his hair is slightly disheveled, face illuminated by an eerie glow as he gazes wide-eyed at a shimmering interdimensional portal of his own making. The portal—large, circular, and suspended mid-air—is surrounded by whirring gyroscopic rings, etched sigils, and delicate filigree of copper and silver, pulsing with vibrant light. The scene captures the exact moment of activation: sparks arc along the portal's edge, casting radiant beams across the laboratory.
The walls are lined with shelves of obscure tomes and labeled specimens, all bathed in a mix of warm candlelight and spectral hues from the gate. Floating geometric patterns hover subtly in the air, hinting at quantum phenomena or forgotten alchemical laws. The atmosphere is charged with tension and wonder, evoking a moment of revelation at the borders of science and mysticism.
Painted in the style of classic historical oil masters blended with subtle sci-fi surrealism. Dramatic lighting, strong chiaroscuro, impeccable texture realism, no visible brushstrokes. Cinematic low-angle framing, main subject foregrounded, gateway behind and to the right, casting dimensional light.
Prompt: A bioluminescent cruiser glides through an underwater metropolis of glass-domed skyscrapers, their surfaces alive with holographic sea creatures and neon ads. Schools of glowing fish dart past, trails merging with submerged light displays. Descending into the Abyssal Valley, geothermal vents bathe futuristic research hubs—shaped like glowing anemones—in molten light. Translucent tunnels connect them, while solar-paneled kelp forests sway above. Near the surface, Sunlit Shallows host floating eco-villages on recycled platforms, camouflaged by mangroves. Manta-ray transport pods glide between air and water, ferrying travelers to biodome markets. Deeper lies the Trench of Echoes, guarded by drones projecting holographic warnings. Here, biotech algae farms and AI-curated coral reefs pulse with shifting colors. The hum of submersible engines harmonizes with tidal serenity—an ancient marine world fused with hyper-advanced tech, where sustainability and mystery coexist timelessly.
Prompt: A space explorer (female, sleek blue futuristic spacesuit) walking through a vibrant landscape of alien forest (details) filled with yellow and orange foliage, while colorful plants and flowers dot the ground around her. In the background, a large, white spacecraft (exploded view, details) hovers among the trees, partially obscured by foliage. The sky is bright and clear, and two small robotic drones flutter nearby, adding to the otherworldly atmosphere.
--mod hovering, --mod downdraft, --mod alien world, --mod strange foliage
Prompt: A massive science fiction-style stargate towering over the barren landscape of a desolate moon, its colossal ring pulsing with energy as the shimmering event horizon swirls like liquid light. Surrounding the stargate is an immense futuristic industrial complex, with towering structures and intricate machinery bathed in the cold glow of distant starlight. The surface of the moon is airless, lifeless, and heavily cratered, casting long shadows under the eerie luminescence of a nearby gas giant. Sleek starships, ranging in size from nimble fighters to colossal freighters, glide steadily toward the stargate, their engines creating long trails of blue ion light.
Prompt: Red and white theme, detailed photorealistic image, a moonlit scene of an armored fortress on a barren black landscape of lava rock, with gleaming towers, white and gunmetal grey alloy surfaces with high-end circuitry, red glowing diodes and lights, giving a highly advanced, industrial military look, with large plasma cannons and rocket launchers; large depth of field. Sunset, the sky is a vivid orange
Prompt: Beautiful woman (long dark hair, gold eyes) dressed in a loose blue robe (with complex patterns embroidered in gold) watching while her personal spacecraft (sleek, futuristic, exploded view, details) being repaired by futuristic robots :: spaceship's docking area :: by John Wallin Liberto, Andrée Wallin, Paul Chadeisson, Nicolas Bouvier, Sparth, trending on ArtStation :: full shot, eye level, soft focus :: hyperrealistic, hyper detailed, photorealistic :: masterpiece, incredible composition, amazing depth, imposing, meticulously composed
Prompt: A lone figure in dark futuristic armor stands at the entrance of a massive cave, gazing outward at a colossal alien spaceship hovering above a red desert landscape. The scene is bathed in soft, eerie blue light, with mist rolling across the barren ground, obscuring distant rocks. The alien spaceship gleams with metallic surfaces, dotted with glowing orange lights, creating a stark contrast against the cold, blue atmosphere.
Prompt: Digital illustration of a vast (shipyard (in space)), colossal spaceship (exploded view) is under construction, advanced technology, robotic arms and construction cranes, workers in futuristic suits :: dark expanse of space dotted with stars, emphasize the scale of the construction :: by Jim Burns, Donato Giancola, David Mattingly, Fred Gambino, Chris Moore :: hyperrealistic, hyper detailed, photorealistic :: masterpiece, incredible composition, amazing depth, imposing, meticulously composed, high definition
Prompt: Busy futuristic spaceport with spaceships and cargo traffic, mix of dieselpunk and steampunk and Raygun Gothic, and a (single:1.9) (one, only, lone) large glowing moon on the horizon :: by Syd Mead, Eddie Del Rio, Andree Wallin, trending on ArtStation :: colorful, cosmic environment, extreme contrast, intense colors, realistic rendering, high definition, emphasizing advanced technology and intricate futuristic details, 8K resolution, sci-fi ambiance.
Prompt: Space pirate (female, blonde with red highlights, white skin with warm undertones, flawless tone and texture, radiant, silver earrings, necklace) wearing patched power armor with scuffs and dents, dusty leather boots, holding a futuristic assault rifle and taking cover behind a large boulder (brown, stony) :: alien world, weird trees, yellow sky, pink and purple plants :: by Jim Burns, Pino Daeni, Luis Royo, Chris Foss, Fred Gambino, Chris Moore :: full shot, eye level :: hyperrealistic, hyper detailed, photorealistic :: masterpiece, incredible composition, amazing depth, imposing, meticulously composed, high definition
Prompt: A colossal airborne construction platform crosses the upper atmosphere, crimson and steel segments interlocked like a moving skyline. Gigantic crane towers carry segmented pylons tipped with magnet clamps; winches pay out superconducting tether coils that crackle with static light. The craft’s engines push a cold-blue halo, their vibration felt in distant cities.
It flies just beneath the deep cobalt of the ozone edge; far below, thunderhead anvils boil over an entire coastline. The platform’s wake shears the jet stream into braided spirals; young hurricanes nearby twist into crooked corkscrews, their eyes misaligned by atmospheric shockwaves. The sun hangs low and hard, slicing through cirrus and setting the red hull blazing with copper.
Escort fighters and news drones orbit on tight ellipses. Their contrails braid and cross like drawn swords, proving scale: a single maintenance bay on the platform dwarfs an entire interceptor. Fuel tenders tow on mag-lines the length of city blocks. Along the flanks, open trusswork gleams with frost where the stratosphere bites; heat haze rises in wavering sheets from fusion thruster bays.
Every movement shows cause and effect. Crane arms pivot and lock; clamps ratchet home with sparks; telemetry strobes march along the tether coils. Below, the platform’s shadow sweeps across a coastal megacity—skyscrapers flicker under sudden winds; container ports fill with whitecaps; tide buoys register a surge ahead of schedule. The world watches as authorities debate: complete the first anchor ring, or order an intercept.
Camera and composition are locked. Low three-quarter vantage with the platform dominant in the midground; foreground holds a banking escort jet, afterburner bright and small against the machinery. Background reveals Earth’s curve and the storm ocean of clouds, with a back-to-void edge along the upper silhouette for clean read. Scale locks: a single crane arm equals a city block; one magnet clamp spans the length of an airliner wing; a barge moored to the flank reads the size of an ocean liner.
Lighting saturates the drama. Solar blade light rakes the upper decks and throws kilometer-long shadows across the cloud sea. Engine halo casts icy blue under-glow that turns vent mist into translucent veils. Storm strobe from the distorted hurricane below pulses upward, briefly x-raying the latticework from within.
--mod anvil overshoot, --mod ambient haze, --mod aerial depth falloff, --mod airlight layer, --mod rim light, --mod anamorphic lens flare, --mod anamorphic widescreen look, --mod arc weld sparks, --mod parallax separation, --mod back-to-void edge, --mod harsh solar key, --mod engine halo, --mod storm strobe lightning, --mod hazard striping, --mod maintenance gantries, --mod superconducting tether coils, --mod industrial fidelity, --mod cinematic depth
Prompt: A lone barbarian crouches on a slime-slick branch in the high canopy of a primordial swamp, every muscle coiled to keep the world from hearing him. Dark hair pasted to his brow, he tucks a broad blade along his forearm to kill the shine; breath held until ribs ache. The branch bows under his bare feet and weeps slow droplets that patter into the black water far below. Hanging moss curtains him in drowned-green strands; fireflies idle like drifting embers. From this perch the swamp reads like a cathedral drowned in fog—roots for pillars, water for floor, the roof a tangle of limbs and night. The vantage is low and upward through mist and vine, the camera locked to the hunter’s silhouette as if the world itself were holding its breath.
The air presses like a living thing, heavy with heat and rot-sweet perfume. Moonlight cuts a single cold path through the canopy and rims the barbarian’s shoulders, chest, and cheek-bone in silver; everywhere else is carved from blue-green shadow. Every surface carries a wet gleam: bark lacquered with decay, moss ropes slick to the touch, sweat shining along corded muscle. Even steel becomes a hazard—a moving mirror that must be smothered by the flat of his wrist. The only motion he permits is the slow settling of his weight; the only sound the faint creak of seasoned wood remembering storms.
Beneath him the water speaks in circles. Concentric ripples stride outward from a lane between buttress roots, too even to be wind. There—grace sliding through darkness. A serpent vast enough to qualify as geography threads the root maze without a sound. Scales read as oil-slick enamel, mottled swamp-green that intermittently throws iridescent blues when moonlight glances off the curve of a coil. Its eye is a coal seen through smoke—an ember-red pupil that processes the world as thermal geometry and hunger. Fangs glint ivory in a careful, almost thoughtful parting of the jaw; a rope of saliva drips, kisses the water, and broadcasts a widening signal into night.
The barbarian freezes into ritual stillness. Slime squeezes between his toes; his lungs burn; the drum in his skull tries to declare him to the world. The branch flexes a whisper and stops. He becomes design rather than man—angles and tendons arranged to make the least possible announcement. Below, the serpent halts as if listening to mathematics. The two are mirrors: hunter and hunted occupying the same poised equation, each waiting for the other to collapse it. The swamp around them complexes into consequence: phosphorescent rot haloing the fog, sleeved vines writhing in windless currents, heat shivering the air as if reality’s lacquer might soften and run. Then the world tightens to a knife-edge—one breath, one ripple, one strike away from verdict. Rendered in heroic-fantasy oil style of Boris Vallejo, Frank Frazetta, Ken Kelly—mythic realism, saturated shadows, dramatic chiaroscuro, every surface wet with sweat, steam, and peril.
--mod ambient haze, --mod airlight layer, --mod ground fog, --mod bioluminescent haze, --mod rim light, --mod highlight scatter, --mod cinematic lighting, --mod dynamic composition, --mod central hero lockup, --mod archetype light
Prompt: The technomancer entered the forgotten undercity, his gauntlet sparking with energy. The decaying city stretched before him—an eerie fusion of rusted metal and living architecture. Towering, globular structures pulsed with faint orange light, their surfaces twisted by centuries of bioengineering. Plants grew through the city’s walls, their roots pulsing with bioluminescence, as if alive with energy.
Every step of the technomancer stirred the city. His presence awakened ancient systems, sparking dormant machinery and causing cables overhead to crackle with power. The city was a living organism, its veins of technology and organic growth intertwined, reacting to his touch. As he moved toward the heart of the undercity, the air grew thick with the hum of life, both synthetic and biological.
The technomancer sought the Core—a powerful source of energy at the city’s center. But the city had its own defenders: biomechanical guardians, twisted hybrids of flesh and metal, emerged from the shadows, their eyes glowing with purpose. They would not let him take what he came for.
With a flick of his wrist, the technomancer unleashed a pulse of energy, creating a barrier to ward off the guardians. The city trembled, its once-dormant mechanisms now springing to life, reacting violently to his intrusion. He had awakened something ancient, something that would fight back.
The undercity would not yield. The technomancer had arrived to claim its power, but the cost of awakening its heart was clear—dominate, or be consumed.
--mod ancientmachinery, --mod arcaneenergy, --mod biomechanical, --mod futuristicruins, --mod neonundercity, --mod luminescentflora, --mod glowingvines, --mod cyberorganic, --mod steampunkinspired, --mod rustedmetals, --mod overgrownurban, --mod bioluminescentstructures, --mod biotechfusion, --mod mechanizedlifeforms, --mod undergroundcity, --mod holographicdisplays, --mod crumblingarchitecture, --mod mysteriouscore, --mod electricflora, --mod sentientplants, --mod fragmentedrealities, --mod dystopianlandscape, --mod neonplants, --mod decayedfuturism, --mod mutatedcreatures, --mod energywebs, --mod livingarchitecture, --mod glowingruins, --mod cloakedfigures, --mod arcaneplantlife
Prompt: A Chris Foss–style robot, several storeys tall, wades through deep snow in a howling blizzard, framed close beside a rocky granite outcropping so both subjects fill the image. The machine is painted in Foss grammar: patchwork plates of matte black and blue crossed by bright yellow striping, modular panels and inspection doors everywhere, bold stenciled numerals and hazard blocks sprayed across thighs and chest, a toy logic inflated to industrial sublime. Chrome pistons and rotating drums work in every joint; circular vents stud the silhouette; fasteners stipple the armor. At the crown a clear alloy dome cockpit glows with bright yellow light, instrument clusters burning like a tight constellation while the dome skin throws silver arcs of reflected snow. One colossal hand clamps the outcropping in an ambiguous act — either digging for mineral wealth or bracing against howling gale.
Consequence is explicit. Waves of winter fury detonate at shin height and tear upward into glittering sheets of snow that streak across matte paint, bead on chrome rams, and fall in chains. Under the crush of mechanical fingers the rock fractures; crystals burst out and fall in cascades that wind across yellow stripes and down black and blue armor before vanishing in the snowdrifts. The granite outcropping cuts the wind like a knife, its impervious grey surface ready to withstand more centuries of extreme cold, dully reflecting the robot's light; nearby rocks are torn loose by the machine’s heave. The palette stays triadic and bright: black/blue slabs, yellow accents, pale blue air under a diffused alien sun. Shadows remain soft and descriptive; this is clarity over chiaroscuro. The camera sits at mid‑level, waist height, not a heroic low angle; scale is read from adjacency and surface density — plates, numerals, vents, bark pores — not exaggerated perspective. No platforms, scaffolds, railings or human buildings intrude; the frozen landscape is organic and strange, columnar outcropping with snow-capped crowns, cold grey stone, frozen with untold eons of polar blasts. The result is Foss’s register made literal: candy‑bright absurdity made monumental, machine and weather locked in ambiguous embrace at the edge of a surreal prospecting job, every surface telling the story of impact, weather, and work.
--mod digital illustration, --mod stylized realism, --mod space opera, --mod Foss panel logic, --mod bold saturated palette, --mod architectural scale, --mod atmospheric depth, --mod modular geometry, --mod chrome reflections, --mod clarity over chiaroscuro, --mod narrative consequence, --mod snow and rock detail, --mod industrial sublime, --mod surreal landscape, --mod perspective lock mid level, --mod multi storey robot, --mod black blue panel armor, --mod yellow stripe accent, --mod stenciled numerals, --mod domed cockpit glow, --mod circular vents and drums, --mod fastener constellation, --mod alien rocks closeup, --mod ambiguous mining or anchor, --mod winter storm detonations, --mod spray refraction glitter, --mod daylight haze, --mod toy like absurdity, --mod Fossian industrial myth, --mod no platforms no scaffolds
Prompt: A colossal airborne construction platform crosses the upper atmosphere, crimson and steel segments interlocked like a moving skyline. Gigantic crane towers carry segmented pylons tipped with magnet clamps; winches pay out superconducting tether coils that crackle with static light. The craft’s engines push a cold-blue halo, their vibration felt in distant cities.
It flies just beneath the deep cobalt of the ozone edge; far below, thunderhead anvils boil over an entire coastline. The platform’s wake shears the jet stream into braided spirals; young hurricanes nearby twist into crooked corkscrews, their eyes misaligned by atmospheric shockwaves. The sun hangs low and hard, slicing through cirrus and setting the red hull blazing with copper.
Escort fighters and news drones orbit on tight ellipses. Their contrails braid and cross like drawn swords, proving scale: a single maintenance bay on the platform dwarfs an entire interceptor. Fuel tenders tow on mag-lines the length of city blocks. Along the flanks, open trusswork gleams with frost where the stratosphere bites; heat haze rises in wavering sheets from fusion thruster bays.
Every movement shows cause and effect. Crane arms pivot and lock; clamps ratchet home with sparks; telemetry strobes march along the tether coils. Below, the platform’s shadow sweeps across a coastal megacity—skyscrapers flicker under sudden winds; container ports fill with whitecaps; tide buoys register a surge ahead of schedule. The world watches as authorities debate: complete the first anchor ring, or order an intercept.
Camera and composition are locked. Low three-quarter vantage with the platform dominant in the midground; foreground holds a banking escort jet, afterburner bright and small against the machinery. Background reveals Earth’s curve and the storm ocean of clouds, with a back-to-void edge along the upper silhouette for clean read. Scale locks: a single crane arm equals a city block; one magnet clamp spans the length of an airliner wing; a barge moored to the flank reads the size of an ocean liner.
Lighting saturates the drama. Solar blade light rakes the upper decks and throws kilometer-long shadows across the cloud sea. Engine halo casts icy blue under-glow that turns vent mist into translucent veils. Storm strobe from the distorted hurricane below pulses upward, briefly x-raying the latticework from within.
--mod anvil overshoot, --mod ambient haze, --mod aerial depth falloff, --mod airlight layer, --mod rim light, --mod anamorphic lens flare, --mod anamorphic widescreen look, --mod arc weld sparks, --mod parallax separation, --mod back-to-void edge, --mod harsh solar key, --mod engine halo, --mod storm strobe lightning, --mod hazard striping, --mod maintenance gantries, --mod superconducting tether coils, --mod industrial fidelity, --mod cinematic depth
Prompt: Majestic tiger lying in an ancient Indian temple (stone, cracked, broken, pieces missing, weathered, abandoned) :: jungle, overgrown vegetation, damp mist :: by Boris Vallejo, Frank Frazetta, Ken Kelly, Rafael DeSoto :: hyperrealistic, hyper detailed, photorealistic :: masterpiece, incredible composition, amazing depth, imposing, meticulously composed, high definition
Prompt: A futuristic landscape featuring a woman with an elaborate golden headdress. She gazes into the distance, arms upraised, wearing a serene expression. The backdrop is a surreal desert setting with towering rock formations and a giant, luminous moon. In the sky, a floating, futuristic city (exploded view, details) hovers above the horizon, accentuating the sci-fi theme. The scene is rich in vibrant colors, blending blues and warm desert hues, creating a dreamy and otherworldly atmosphere.
Prompt: Maximum-possible ultimate-best quality. Unbelievably beautiful, insanely professional sci-fi photography. A phenomenal atmospheric perspective in a remarkable tightly-framed full shot of a massive, futuristic starship docked within a sprawling industrial spaceport deep inside a golden-hued megastructure. The vessel is sleek yet armored, covered in complex plating, glowing landing pads, sensor arrays, and mechanical appendages. Dozens of docking bridges, maintenance scaffolds, and elevated walkways connect the ship to the surrounding infrastructure. The starship features glowing blue thrusters, antenna towers, and a command bridge with panoramic viewing windows.
Stunning balanced composition, 16:9 ratio, uncropped. Studio halogen lamps lighting with ambient occlusion. Breathtaking, awards-winning masterpiece of (5d 16k resolution, sci-fi, maximum-quality volumetric rendering with pre-render) and (strong emphasis on every single ultra-fine, minute detail of the hyper-detailed ship and scene realism), done with Cinema 4d 2026 + Ornatrix 4 (ambiance, ambient occlusion with ray tracing; putting all elements together with finesse precision and attention to integrity), Arnold 2026 (lighting, water, liquids, material glow, reflections), Houdini 2026 (magical light, bioluminescence effect, magical glow, fire, flame, particle system, magic), Substance Painter 2026 (custom my-assets--are-better-than-premium-industry grade assets), Mudbox 2026 (sculpting, carving, use Substance Painter assets, finesse, hyper-fine details), hyper-clarity, RTX, ray tracing, path tracing, hyper-detailed with ultra-fine details, max-possible "fantasy reality", maximum-possible ultimate-best quality photography.
Prompt: A masterpiece of fantasy realism with elements of mystical cyberpunk. Close-up. A cyber-mechanical silver knight in transparent glass armor stands on a pink marble pedestal on top of a huge isosceles pyramid of white stone. The light of the sun illuminating the knight from behind is refracted on the surfaces of his glass armor, creating multi-colored highlights that form a halo of light around the knight's figure. High quality lighting and graphic display of light refraction.
Prompt: Ancient forest in the style of Roger Dean, fantastic towering trees with graceful curves, (Rodney Matthews:1.7), alien creatures, abundant strange foliage, extreme contrast, intense colors, (chiaroscuro:1.9), ultra resolution, dramatic lighting casting shadows and highlights
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.
