Prompt: A sprawling holographic workshop in a near-future industrial complex, illuminated by ambient strip lighting and embedded ceiling arrays. Wide, heavy worktables dominate the floor, layered with photonic tools, solid-light interfaces, and translucent blueprints projected in midair. Semi-material holograms show circuit overlays, exploded-view schematics, and component clusters hovering just above the surface, as if “assembled in light.” Along the walls, smart racks store programmable tool heads and modular parts that pulse with embedded LEDs. Diagnostic arms and solid-state manipulators extend from ceiling rails, working in tandem with real-world components and holo-tools. Workbenches are cluttered with hybrid objects: part tangible tech, part luminous construct. Soft haze from thermal vents curls near the floor. Glass panel walls reveal adjacent labs with similar layouts. Stark contrast between clean architectural lines and chaotic invention. Fluorescent blues, clean whites, and vibrant neons reflect off brushed alloy and polymer. Lighting is bright and even—enough to work by—without a central source. Mood is focused, inventive, alive. The space is clearly used—organized clutter, stacked gear, hovering schematics—and infused with cutting-edge tactile holography. Full shot, eye-level, with deep perspective and wide composition. Clear z-axis layering: foreground tools and benches, midground interface arrays, background support walls and robotics. Resembles a fusion of Tony Stark’s garage and Tron: Legacy’s light-grid, anchored in functional realism.
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Cobalt Foundry – Consumer Tech Division, Bay 3 (1987)
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DaVinci2
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Prompt: A sprawling 1980s video game repair workshop with neon and cassette futurism influences, captured in a full wide shot at eye level with deep focus. The scene shows a large central workbench made of scratched laminate and metal tubing, cluttered with half-disassembled home consoles like the Atari 2600, NES, and ColecoVision. Circuit boards, joystick components, analog voltmeters, and open plastic bins overflow with ribbon cables, microchips, worn cartridges, and small tools. A soldering iron rests on a scorched pad. Surrounding the workspace, old CRT televisions display paused gameplay or glitched boot screens from classic titles like Pac-Man, Frogger, and Donkey Kong, with visible scanlines and phosphor glow.
Along the back wall, a row of full-sized arcade cabinets—Centipede, Space Invaders, Galaga, and Spy Hunter—stand in various states of repair. Some have their back panels removed or propped open with exposed wiring and circuit boards, while others flicker softly with attract screens. The iconic side panel art is vibrant and clearly visible, chipped and aged but unmistakable. The floor is a scuffed vinyl composite with tape marks and grease stains. A corkboard cluttered with repair notes, hand-drawn schematics, and faded flyers hangs beside a cracked wall clock.
Fluorescent ceiling lights cast bright, sterile light across the entire space—no moody shadows, just crisp visibility for delicate technical work. Desk lamps with magnifying lenses are clamped to tables. A Jolt Cola can sits beside a greasy pizza box, an open repair manual, and a stack of sticky notes. Poster of The Last Starfighter and Tron hang crookedly near the corner. The mood is tactile, nostalgic, functional—an 80s workshop frozen in time, rich with texture and personality. Hyper-detailed, photorealistic, cinematic composition, meticulously composed with layered realism and retro-futurist atmosphere.
Prompt: A sprawling atompunk laboratory infused with cyberpunk aesthetics, blending retro-futuristic tech and dystopian neon. The scene captures the full scope of the lab, showcasing multiple workstations and research benches in an expansive facility.
Benches and tables overflow with exotic high-tech gadgetry — disassembled machines, arc reactors, robotic limbs, holographic schematics, and plasma conduits in exploded view. Power generators hum with contained energy, their tubes glowing amber and cyan, while walls are lined with copper pipes, control panels, and flickering CRT monitors. Scattered tools and cybernetic components hint at recent, urgent experimentation.
Intense directional lighting highlights chrome surfaces and glass tubes, while neon signage and digital projectors cast saturated hues — electric blue, deep magenta, and radioactive green — onto matte metal. Subtle fog coils near the floor from overworked coolant systems. The mood is tense and alive: a place of dangerous genius, where invention borders on madness.
Hyperrealistic photorealism with CGI-style surface rendering and digital matte painting fidelity. Hyper-detailed textures (grime, patina, wiring, lens reflections), inspired by cinematic sci-fi from Denis Villeneuve and Masamune Shirow. Clear depth of field, deep focus, and epic cinematic framing. Every bolt, cable, and flicker rendered with obsessive precision.
Full shot, eye-level angle with deep perspective through modular industrial architecture. The composition emphasizes scale and complexity: converging support struts, layered depth of desks and walls, and a clear vanishing point that draws the viewer's eye through the chaos toward a central, glowing prototype. Objects placed using rule of thirds and visual storytelling hierarchy, with foreground clutter leading into a structured midground and looming background.
Prompt: A colossal dieselpunk laboratory tinged with atompunk flair, set within a fortified concrete-and-steel bunker. The room sprawls with heavy industrial machinery, aged brass instrumentation, and radioactive-era tech, fusing World War II aesthetics with speculative science.
Massive workbenches bear mechanical computers, pressurized gauges, Geiger counters, coil arrays, thermionic valves, and open-core reactor blueprints. Exposed piping snakes along the walls. Overhead gantries support hydraulic robotic arms and crane systems for moving unstable materials. Tables feature half-dissected power armor, prototype plasma emitters, and irradiated isotope cores under thick leaded glass domes. Atompunk influence shows in the sweeping chrome finishes, Cold War-era labels, and glowing vacuum tubes.
Dim, industrial amber light from hanging sodium lamps clashes with the cold glow of electric blue plasma cores and green-tinted cathode displays. Sparks drift from welding units. Steam and vapor linger around floor grates. The mood evokes tension and invention, where danger is a constant companion. Shadows stretch long, punctuated by warning strobes and flickering status monitors.
Photorealistic, cinematic dieselpunk style, with hyperreal rendering and detailed textures: grease-slicked steel, cracked Bakelite, scorched copper wiring, weathered dials. Influences from Jakub Rozalski, Simon Stålenhag, and Sky Captain-era visuals. Every element—rust, smoke, wire, and rivet—rendered in meticulous detail. Digital matte painting meets film concept art.
Full shot at eye-level, with strong horizontal lines and a deep industrial z-axis perspective. The frame captures a central power generator or experimental core glowing ominously, flanked by cluttered desks, catwalks, and mechanical scaffolding. Foreground grit, midground machinery, and a background of vault doors, blast walls, or containment chambers. All elements meticulously composed using strong symmetry and layered depth.
Prompt: A digital illustration of an ancient, arcane guitarist-wizard summoning cataclysmic cosmic forces through his guitar in a volcanic realm. The wizard stands dominant, body framed low and forward, nearly breaking the image’s edges. His long white hair whips in hurricane-force magical winds, robes flaring with supernatural velocity. He glares toward viewer beneath storm-tossed brows, eyes locked in a gaze of fury older than time.
His pearlescent white Flying V guitar, etched with runes, is held upright before him, gripped with both hands mid-strike—an instrument of summoning as much as sound, crackling like a divine weapon. His stance is wide, braced against the storm, body tilted forward, hair flung back by fury. Golden arcane bracers seethe with molten sigils, casting flares of energy as raw elemental forces channel through him.
Volcanic stone beneath him fractures and boils with magical pressure, glowing with lava and outlined in spectral light. Flanking him stand runed obsidian-and-brass speaker towers, silent eldritch sound erupting from vents in waves of feedback and writhing heat, distorting air like visible chords of thunder. A tempest of lightning and arcane fire surrounds him—not as backdrop, but as extension of his will. Arcs of blue-white energy surge from sky and through his guitar, wrapping his silhouette in coronas of divine chaos. Lightning rips the heavens. Fire spirals from rock.
Camera is low and tilted upward—he towers over scorched earth like a living storm conductor. This is not a stage—it is a throne of storms, and he is the axis of it all. He stands amid a maelstrom of lightning, fire, and magical pressure so intense it bends air itself.
High-energy, stylized fantasy-metal illustration with heroic silhouette, chaotic skies, ultra-charged atmosphere, and total visual commitment. In the style of Frank Frazetta, Ken Kelly, Yoshitaka Amano, and metal album cover art. Concept art, heavy metal fantasy, illustrated chaos, arcane s
Prompt: A heavily armored, futuristic snowcat barrels across an endless frozen tundra beneath a pale blue alien sky, its reinforced treads flinging arcs of crystalline snow and vaporized frost. The vehicle's chassis is angular and industrial, bristling with reactive armor plating, antenna arrays, and subtle embedded lights pulsing with electric blue. Twin turbines vent heat through back-mounted exhausts, cutting jagged contrails through the icy air as it surges forward at full throttle.
The landscape stretches into a jagged horizon of towering glacial spires and razor-edged peaks—icy cliffs fractured by millennia of tectonic pressure and extreme cold. Occasional flashes of distant auroras ripple through the sky, casting prismatic streaks across the atmosphere. Glints of buried crystalline formations break through the ice, hinting at alien mineral deposits below the surface.
In the foreground, snow churns violently under the snowcat’s armored treads, kicking up a storm of fractured ice mist. The vehicle leans slightly as it maneuvers around a glacial ridge, revealing the depth of its suspension and the raw torque of its engineered mass. The background fades into high-altitude haze, where distant satellite towers barely breach the clouds.
Directional lighting casts sharp contrasts along the snowcat’s paneling—blue LED glow counterbalanced by harsh cold daylight. Surface reflections bounce from the ice field, scattering light across the vehicle’s undercarriage and emphasizing its aggressive forward momentum. The entire composition centers the snowcat in dynamic perspective, with heroic camera framing low to the ground and angled upward for scale and motion.
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Prompt: A wide-angle digital illustration of a desert-world marketplace under bright daylight. An open-air bazaar lines both sides of a dusty ochre road, with canvas awnings, market stalls, and desert-worn settlers in layered robes browsing wares. The scene is bustling yet grounded—traders, goods, baskets, and crates populate the foreground with human-scale realism.
Floating above the street are several brushed-metal spherical drones, featureless and seamless, hovering silently with no visible means of lift. They drift slowly between the crowd and canopy tops—subtle but clearly artificial observers.
Offset to the right in the midground looms a colossal high-tech structure, possibly a landed generation ship or a command dome from an earlier expedition. Its lower half is now fully integrated into the surrounding cliffs and settlement—massive reinforced supports, struts, and sun-bleached plating anchor it into the landscape rather than resting on legs. The structure rises above the sandstone towers, its metallic surface partially oxidized by time and wind.
The sky is rich blue with textured white clouds, casting soft contrast against the warm terrain. Harsh sunlight glints off polished surfaces and dusty tarps, with long shadows defining the bazaar's depth. An eye-level camera keeps the viewer grounded within the scene, inviting exploration into a believable, lived-in sci-fi world.
In the style of Chris Foss, Moebius, Ralph McQuarrie, John Harris
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--mod realistic-lighting
--mod sky-cinematic
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Prompt: A digital illustration of a beautiful female starship pilot (blonde hair, white skin with warm undertones, flawless tone and texture) seated in the command chair of a private exploration vessel. She is captured from the waist up in square side-view, her hands resting on the ship’s controls with calm, professional focus. She wears a sleek, form-fitting commercial-grade explorer’s flight suit with subtle paneling and soft metallic accents. The cockpit interior is sleek, ultra-futuristic, and well-lit, bathed in even white and cool-blue lighting with glowing holographic schematics and readouts suspended around her. A massive wraparound canopy opens to the stars: half the forward view filled by the glowing limb of a planet, the other half trailing off into the blackness of space. The entire composition is rendered in cinematic science fiction realism, focused on precision, clarity, and functionality.
In the style of Col Price, Romas Kukalis, Chris Moore, Ralph McQuarrie. Concept art, cinematic realism, aerospace futurism.
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--mod cockpit-clarity
--mod sci-fi-realism
--mod explorer-aesthetic
--mod cinematic-perspective
--mod professional-focus
--mod cockpit-holograms
--mod future-engineering
--mod color-balance
--mod high-contrast
--mod ultra-focus
--mod clarity-priority
--mod explorer-core
Prompt: Panoramic digital illustration of a vast, gently rolling alien agricultural landscape — long symmetrical rows of strange alien crops in organic clusters, each row a different plant species: some bulbous, some angular, some vine-like — a few massive autonomous farming machines gliding above the rows, dark metal bodies with articulated arms and heavy equipment pods, visibly working — far in the distance, several towering alien silos made of stacked deep blue glass spheres bound by silver metallic struts, one silo partially dismantled to expose inner lattice — low mountains at the far edge of the scene — camera angle is high and panoramic, but not overhead — afternoon sunlight casts long shadows across the landscape — blue skies with scattered white clouds — no people or animals, no signs of habitation — the only motion comes from the machines working the crops.
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Prompt: A massive crystalline monolith formed entirely of luminous blue-white lightning rises from the shattered ruins of a post-apocalyptic city. Its jagged, transparent surface pulses with arc energy, humming with barely contained force. Surrounding it are cracked streets strewn with rubble, overturned vehicles, and collapsed concrete buildings scarred by time and neglect. Several distant humanoid figures in cloaks approach on foot, dwarfed by the scale of the monolith, each frozen in reverent awe beneath the towering storm-lit sky. The air is dense with fog and electrical haze; pale glow radiates outward, casting long shadows across the debris-strewn streets. Light shafts pierce the gloom, illuminating broken scaffolding and fragmented signage in the background. The composition is wide-angle, the tone somber and majestic, with layered atmospheric depth and volumetric light defining space and scale.
Prompt: Hyper-dramatic wide-angle illustration of a prehistoric warrior bracing for combat against a monstrous swamp predator. The scene captures the frozen instant just before violence—every element stretched with tension. In the foreground, a heavily muscled male figure stands in three-quarter profile, facing left, one foot perched on a slick moss-covered root, the other braced behind him in a defensive stance. His shoulders are rolled forward, arms flexed, gripping a primitive stone axe raised just below shoulder height—not yet striking, but coiled with intent. He wears only a damp fur loincloth and rawhide bindings across his forearms and calves. His skin gleams with sweat and swamp light, casting strong rim highlights across sinew and jawline. Behind him looms the enemy: a massive worm-like creature erupting from the bog. Its segmented green body is slick and glassy, tipped with faint blue veining and wet sheen. Dozens of long, serpentine tentacles lash outward in a chaotic burst, framing a leering vertical mouth lined with glistening curved fangs. The creature’s glowing red eyes are locked on the warrior, and its tentacles have not yet touched him—but they slice through the air like whips, one just inches from his shoulder. Around them, the swamp presses in: giant root-knotted trees stretch into shadowed infinity, festooned with hanging vines and mist-thick canopy. Patches of luminous algae float on dark water. The entire composition is stylized like a retro horror-fantasy oil painting—deep saturation, rough brush lighting, and dramatic contrast from a low unseen firelight source. Every surface feels textured, tactile, and loaded with pulp menace.
Prompt: Busy futuristic spaceport with spaceships and cargo traffic, sleek futuristic vehicles, ((one) large moon) on the horizon :: dieselpunk, steampunk, cyberpunk :: by Eddie Del Rio, Luke Aegis, Alex Pronin, Jan Ditlev, and Stas Yurev, trending on ArtStation :: extreme wide shot, slight down angle :: hyperrealistic, hyper detailed, photorealistic :: masterpiece, incredible composition, amazing depth, imposing, meticulously composed, high definition
Prompt: Wide-angle, high-resolution conceptual rendering of a non-physical structure suspended in nullspace—a system of interlocking thresholds sculpted from delay, recursion, and unresolved intent. At the visual center, a hovering manifold of contradiction: fluid glass folding inward like regret given geometric form, bound in loops of luminous notation that rewrite themselves mid-observation. Light appears to cast shadows before it arrives, with preemptive silhouettes echoing across translucent surfaces—shadows of choices not taken. A slow rotation of indecision pulses across the frame: time fracturing into ribbons, each twisting toward an unresolvable axis. Surrounding planes float freely, etched with abstract coordinates and impossible numerals that flicker between linguistic systems. There is no horizon—only pressure gradients of belief and memory, rendered as streaked fog bands and contrast seams. Negative space is weaponized: hard voids snap against over-articulated volumes, causing the entire composition to oscillate between spatial logic and emotional intuition. The image evokes structure without scaffolding, ritual without participants, consequence without action. Every edge is both sharp and melting, caught mid-transition as if logic itself is decompressing. Visual fidelity emphasizes contrast tension, luminous haze layering, and recursive glyph logic.
Prompt: Handsome brown-haired man in black futuristic uniform, tall tactical boots—unarmored, no helmet—captured mid-leap across volcanic terrain, suspended above dark rock and glowing lava fissures. His body fully airborne, both feet off ground, flying right to left across frame—arms outstretched, fingers reaching toward an open side-access crew door with integrated stairs extended downward from a hovering industrial vehicle. The ship hovers visibly above the lava field, its lower hull catching orange reflections from below—stairs bridge the vertical gap across open air. The stairwell is visibly attached to the ship’s fuselage, aligned directly with his leap trajectory, its steps illuminated by internal emergency lights and rimmed with scorched metal edges. Leading leg kicked forward, trailing leg bent behind—every muscle straining toward the only viable escape route. Expression taut, jaw clenched, eyes locked on the stairs, face visible at camera’s eye level—his posture reflects desperate exertion: a single shot of survival against terrain failure. Man and stairs dominate the close foreground, approx. ten feet from viewer; lava flows below ripple with localized glow, framed by jagged basalt ridges and subtle heat shimmer. In background: monolithic cliffs and volcanic haze, out of focus and non-essential. Scene composed for maximum spatial clarity—leap arc cleanly tracks toward stairwell, viewer can trace full midair vector from takeoff to impact point. Fuselage surface is dark, utilitarian, weathered—no science fiction stylization. Lighting is realistic: cool daylight from overcast sky defines scene, with lava casting soft secondary glows across rocks, uniform folds, lower hull. Only thing that matters is the arc—the leap—the last chance.
Prompt: A lone armored space explorer stands firmly in confrontation with a towering biomechanical dragon, their posture locked in tense stillness as the human raises one hand in warning or command. The dragon's maw is wide open in a guttural roar, revealing rows of serrated teeth and a molten core beneath armored plating. Spiked ridges and battle scars crisscross its dark hide, glinting beneath the planetlight. Jagged alien peaks stretch behind them, casting long shadows across dust-scattered alien plain. Cinematic digital illustration with hyperreal rendering discipline and matte-paint texture fidelity. Fine surface detailing and atmospheric layer gradation reinforce high-fidelity concept art aesthetic. Inspired by dramatic visual grammar of Ralph McQuarrie and biomechanical tension of H.R. Giger, fused with cinematic realism of Aaron Blaise’s creature logic. The image balances mythic awe with grounded anatomical accuracy, evoking sense of alien grandeur and elemental conflict. Backlit planetary glow drives silhouette emphasis, scattering volumetric shafts through airborne dust and haze. High-contrast bounce light highlights dragon’s armored ridges and the explorer’s suit, with reflective detail aiding spatial separation. Lighting plays dominant emotional role—amplifying scale, stakes, and tension. A desaturated dust palette dominates the environment, anchored by crimson accents from alien flora and the dragon’s internal glow. The explorer’s muted suit tones contrast with dragon’s dark iridescent carapace. Planetary teal and cosmic whites create chromatic contrast overhead, guiding vertical compositional flow. Wide-angle hero framing with the explorer placed in the left third and dragon occupying the right, forming tension-loaded diagonal across the frame. Ground-level camera height adds intimacy and confrontation, while receding spires build exaggerated depth layering. Visual rhythm spirals from central confrontation outward, drawing viewer into the standof
Prompt: A vast, derelict starship drifts silently through interstellar emptiness—its design an elegant fusion of Sparth’s angular futurism and Craig Mullins’ painterly abstraction, now fractured and decaying. Once a symbol of celestial ambition, the vessel’s sweeping hull plates and spired pylons bear the patina of time, their metallic surfaces dulled, scorched, or split open to vacuum exposure. Along its curved flanks and recessed chambers, patches of biomechanical corrosion—tendril-like growths with fibrous, semi-translucent textures—creep outward like ivy overtaking a cathedral. Soft residual glows pulse faintly from deep within the structure: energy reservoirs now flickering aimlessly without purpose or command. The surrounding space is rich with layered particulate—swirling veils of cosmic dust, slow-moving meteor fragments, and suspended ionized particles catching faint starlight. A vivid nebula blooms behind the wreck: tendrils of violet, gold, and indigo gas twisting like auroral fire, highlighting the ship’s silhouette in contrast. Sharp rim lighting edges across fractured hull lines and open venting shafts, giving way to pools of ambient shadow. Across the frame, starfields stretch into infinite parallax—dense clusters in one quadrant, distant points scattered like ash in another. Composition centers on the ship’s bow, turned slightly downward, as if slumping in grief. No signs of life remain. No signal. Just the echo of engineering once divine. A solemn stillness pervades—where fantasy and science fiction merge in quiet ruin. By Sparth, Craig Mullins.
Prompt: Two men—grinning broadly, sunburnt and dust-caked—wear tattered futuristic expedition uniforms with torn seams, faded insignia patches, and retrofitted utility belts; both are seated informally on cracked wooden supply crates, boots scuffed, lifting mismatched metal mugs in a celebratory toast; one leans back, head tilted in laughter, while the other gestures toward the valley with mock grandeur. They rest atop a rocky overlook at golden hour, overlooking a vast alien desert basin streaked with ochre and deep rust tones—thousands of titanic crystal formations, shimmering in electric violet, luminous teal, and blood-orange, rise vertically in clustered spires like a petrified forest of gemstones. The terrain features cracked clay flats, wind-carved ridges, and scattered desert bushes with fractal-leafed alien morphology; insect-winged shadows flicker through the haze. To one edge of the frame, barely visible and dwarfed by scale, rests their battered lander: a compact interplanetary shuttle scorched and jury-rigged, half-buried in orange dust with exposed shielding and one damaged landing strut. Surrounding the basin are stratified cliffs of realistic sandstone, worn into natural buttresses and overhangs by aeons of erosion; these frame a giant, milk-white moon resting low on the far horizon, casting faint glows across the crystal tips and sand below. The light glints through atmospheric dust, catching on the men’s mugs and sweat-slicked brows—emotionally rich, cinematic, and caught at the moment between disbelief and euphoria. In the style of Pino Daeni, Luis Royo, Boris Vallejo, Tom Bagshaw, John William Waterhouse, Hoàng Lập, and Justin Gerard.
Prompt: <L1> Immense interdimensional reactor housed within reinforced warehouse bay, partially embedded in scorched steel flooring; core unit appears to hover inside a gyroscopic magnetic frame, its surface a semi-molten, glass-metal fusion; gravitational lensing distorts air around it; surrounding scaffolds and suspended platforms support monitoring rigs and retractable shielding; numerous alien subsystems with abstract forms—twisting rings, non-Euclidean vanes—are wired into control surfaces, each fitted with touch panels, blinking indicators, or hardwired analog toggles
<L2> Hyper-detailed digital painting with layered transparencies, polished alloys, reactive lighting, and fractal-emergent geometry; technical overlays and exploded components blend cinematic concept design with abstract engineering
<L3> Style fusion of Jim Burns, Alex Ries, and Arrival–era Denis Villeneuve design; softened structures suggest biotech origins or partially liquefied exotic matter stabilized mid-transition
<L4> High-intensity lighting spills from above and behind, creating deep vertical shafts and bloom glows through hazy air; pulse glows cycle from interior field cage; sparks and dust linger in controlled atmospheric turbulence
<L5> Cobalt, burnished chrome, graphite, and plasma-white dominate, accented by deep amber hazard glows and violet power bands; mild heat haze and emission trails disrupt clarity around core
<L6> Slightly tilted low-angle wide shot; containment rig centered, surrounding gantries frame the generator visually; background scaffold grid and hazy far wall support a sense of scale, depth, and environmental presence
Prompt: A vast and layered spaceport sprawls across a dusty plain under fading dusk light, its surface alive with cargo trams, steam-driven loaders, and rotating landing arms catching descending ships in stuttering arcs of flame. The entire scene is a clashing harmony of design languages: Deco towers with copper-lined ribs stretch upward beside blocky diesel-age silos, while Raygun Gothic spires bristle with antennae, awnings, and ridged ornament—stylized function grown decadent. Sky freighters glide overhead, their engines streaking contrails across the sky. Each section of the port pulses with motion—neon-lit freight corridors snake between glass-paneled customs bays and soot-darkened maintenance sheds. Cargo crates clatter across belt ramps under floodlight towers. Ornamental chrome railings line the upper gantries where handlers in canvas suits guide grav-sleds between merchant airlocks and administrative hatches. Pipes vent steam into layered walkways as filtered sunlight splinters through stained canopy panels and reinforced skyglass. This isn’t sleek futurism; it’s functional density retrofitted over decades, a city of industry welded together by necessity and heritage. Deco symmetry meets soot and scratch, art collides with combustion. It’s organized chaos where traffic weaves past ornament and every corridor hums with encoded purpose. Behind the skyline, a single massive moon hangs low—softly cratered, pale gold, silent. It balances the structural energy of the scene with stillness, its presence reinforcing the singularity of this world’s orbit. No others crowd the sky. Overhead, ships flare into station vectors, their fins catching refracted sun as they vanish behind warehouse domes. Surface trams hiss between polished deco rails and diesel-etched curbs. Towering cranes sweep across bays like skeletal arms performing cargo ballet. And still, more motion arrives: soot, chrome, neon, smoke—traffic, tradition, and tonal discord in perfect balance.
Prompt: A muscular, wild-eyed man stands in a shadowy 19th-century alchemical study—a fusion of Victorian library and chemistry laboratory. He clutches a glowing amber potion bottle near his lips, his expression equal parts suspicion and madness. His eyes blaze with supernatural light, his unkempt hair and beard casting sharp shadows across a chiseled, sweat-glossed body. His sleeveless alchemist’s tunic is weathered and tied at the waist, fraying at the seams, revealing exaggerated veins and sinew along his arms and chest. Thick fingers curl around the bottle, knuckles tense. The workspace in front of him is cluttered with hand-written notes, glass beakers, corked flasks, and metal instruments—one flask aflame with an inner fire, casting a flickering glow across the rough wood surface. Scattered candles flicker on the tabletop and in the surrounding room, their flames dancing with subtle trails of smoke. Behind him, dusty shelves overflow with old tomes, apothecary jars, and scientific instruments. The walls are soaked in deep shadow, save for where warm candlelight and bottle-glow reflect off glassware and polished wood. The atmosphere is charged—heavy with chemical tension, steam curling from uncapped beakers, motes of dust suspended in ambient haze. In the midground, laboratory shelves filled with brass fittings and dark leather-bound books define the era’s gothic-scientific mood. The background fades into shadowed complexity, evoking the density of an early 1800s scholar’s sanctum—half cathedral, half experiment chamber. The man’s stance radiates imminent transformation: legs wide, shoulders squared, as though resisting some inner force. The entire scene is a moment suspended at the edge of becoming—arcane science flirting with monstrous revelation.
Prompt: A lone astronaut, fully suited in advanced exosuit armor, stands on a vast, frozen exoplanet—an alien ice-world stretching to the horizon, etched with sharp ridges and glacial plains under a black sky. Towering before them is an enormous monolith of unknown origin—smooth, obsidian-like, and impossibly tall, with no visible seams or markings except for faint, shifting constellations and alien equations that pulse like living starlight across its surface. Cinematic and atmospheric with a blend of hyper-realistic sci-fi and mysterious fantasy—evoking wonder, isolation, and revelation. Precision-rendered to perfection in ultra-HD style, resembling the most polished concept key art found in top-tier film and game studios. Extreme attention to material texture: reflective armor plating, frost crystals on the astronaut’s visor, microscopic imperfections in the frozen terrain. The monolith emits subtle radiant distortions, light warping around it with quantum shimmer. Dust motes and ice particles drift in thin alien wind. Everything is modeled and rendered at ultra fidelity. Wide-angle cinematic shot, low angle from behind the astronaut, emphasizing scale and emotional gravity. Deep HDR dynamic range with complex reflections. Subsurface scattering on ice. Volumetric fog rolls gently through the air, with soft ray-traced light shafts breaking through upper atmosphere. Sharp bokeh in foreground ice shards. Backlit silhouette composition. Cinema 4D + Houdini + Arnold + Octane render blend. Ray tracing enabled, RTX on. Color grading in DaVinci Resolve. Post-processing via Lightroom and After Effects. Professional-grade asset polish, as if created for major sci-fi cinema. Inspired by 2001: A Space Odyssey, Interstellar, and the cosmic surrealism of Moebius and H.R. Giger. Visual mood akin to ArtStation high-tier concept portfolios and cinematic stills featured on NASA’s exoplanet archives.
Prompt: A colossal industrial generator or 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-engineer
Prompt: Lone male wizard stands defiant before ancient circular portal carved into jagged, windswept cliff face. Long black leather trench coat billows violently in storm-charged wind, folds rippling like dark wings. Thick leather boots brace against uneven, scorched stone terrain as raw magical energy surges up arms and explodes from open palms in twin arcs of blazing white-blue light. Posture is taut and commanding—arms raised, fingers extended in ritual invocation—while dark hair lashes across chiseled face, framing high cheekbones, sharp symmetrical jawline, and piercing eyes locking on glowing aperture before him. Portal’s stone ring carved with concentric layers of shifting runes—glowing, oscillating, inscribed in burning gold and violet light. Each sigil pulses outward in radiant rhythm, forming corona of power that bends very air around it. Beyond threshold, chaotic silhouettes twist and lurch: monstrous figures barely held at bay by containment spell, forms hinting at horns, wings, bone. Air churns with thick grey smoke and incandescent magical sparks streaming around wizard’s silhouette like plasma caught in magnetic storm. Blasts of arcane energy ripple outward in shockwaves, tearing into cliffside, leaving trails of molten embers. Wind howls through narrow rock passages, scattering grit and ash, while faint mystical echoes vibrate space like deep metallic chant. Lighting is hyper-directional: backlit from portal’s blinding glow, rim light contours wizard’s form, sharply contrasting with dark cliff environment. Ambient fill from magical residues warms shadows, revealing wet stone textures, ritual scorch marks, glyph etchings beneath wizard’s feet. Full-length, eye-level shot, slightly wide—composition fuses high romanticism and photorealistic fantasy: archetypal confrontation between man and arcane immensity. In style of Pino Daeni, Luis Royo, Tom Bagshaw, John William Waterhouse, Hoàng Lập, Justin Gerard.
Prompt: A monumental, mystical stone hall in ruin—its once-sacred geometry fractured and strewn with broken statue fragments. The walls, lined with towering pillars and deep-relief bas-reliefs, are etched with runic inscriptions, arcane equations, and alchemical symbols. At the center stands a raised silver dais, supporting a massive transparent glass cube. Suspended within the cube, a simulation of the galaxy rotates in slow celestial motion—black space pierced by radiant stars, swirling nebulae, and cosmic filaments. A dim red glow from the simulation bleeds through mist and shadows, casting a haunted, reverent ambiance over the shattered chamber. Ultra-high-definition digital artwork, hyperreal 3D rendering with full volumetric treatment. Precision detail on stonework, particle haze, and transparent surfaces. Mystical fantasy realism with biomechanical undertones—elements echo the dense intricacy of H.R. Giger’s forms but softened by sacred architecture and cosmic minimalism. Composition evokes sacred geometry and lost civilizations through both narrative and visual structure. Dim, directional red ambient light sourced from the inner galaxy simulation. High-contrast raking light catches engraved surfaces and debris edges. Subsurface scattering within the fog layer creates soft radiant glow, especially at ground level. Muted grays and basalt tones dominate the stone interior, offset by pale silver highlights and the internal crimson galaxy core. Accents of violet and amber flicker within the glass cube’s internal swirl. Overall tone is moody and austere, with restrained palette focus. Centered, symmetrical perspective aligned with the temple’s primary axis. Foreground grounded by angular stone debris. Mid-frame holds the glowing cube, elevated for prominence. Background layers retreat into shadow and colonnade recesses, maintaining full depth and sacred framing.
Prompt: A luxurious, futuristic cliffside apartment nestled in high altitude, bathed in golden-hour sunlight. Structure features sweeping architectural curves and seamless glass walls, integrating advanced aerodynamic forms with sense of serene minimalism. Camera captures wide, cinematic 16:9 view, focused on apartment’s spacious interior—warmly lit with ambient orange tones and sleek contours. Inside, sculpted modular furniture in muted greys is arranged symmetrically around circular reception nook. Organic shapes define the space, from curved ceilings to embedded ring lights and recessed alcoves. Rounded portals and glowing embedded screens hint at high-tech smart systems. Exterior balcony is cantilevered far out over hazy urban skyline, its glinting surface polished and streamlined. A figure relaxes on low-profile lounger, gazing out toward horizon, adding sense of lived-in luxury without distraction. Glass façade reflects sunset tones, while interior lighting creates soft rim glows and ambient contrast. Tall, potted trees rise into view, silhouetted gently against back wall, bridging nature with interior design. The building’s rear wall merges into stone cliff, anchoring the futuristic habitat in natural terrain. Foreground focus includes the balcony’s curve and lounging furniture, with strong lighting bounce off sleek surfaces. Midground centers on the interior—clean lines, controlled geometry, deep spatial layering. The background shows the expansive drop-off to the city below, blurred by atmospheric haze and vertical depth falloff. Primary light sources include warm internal LEDs and exterior golden-hour sunlight diffusing through glass, creating reflection gradients and subtle glows. High-gloss surfaces, chromed trims, and translucent paneling shape the aesthetic, emphasizing both opulence and future-forward living. Visual tone blends architectural conceptual art with lifestyle magazine photography, aiming for mood of serene advancement and high-elevation
Prompt: Close-up portrait of a dashing male fortune teller caught mid-performance—about 40, athletic build, with long dark hair flowing from a rich crimson turban adorned with feathers and thread. Eyes rimmed with dark eyeliner, thick brows, mischievous grin beneath a sculpted mustache and trimmed beard. He wears vivid layered fabrics: embroidered vest, open saffron shirt, beaded jewelry, patterned sashes. He leans toward the viewer, elbow to table, arm extended in a showman’s flourish as he holds up a tarot card just inches from the lens—commanding attention, hinting at a sly reveal. The setting is a decorated interior of a traveling fortune teller’s tent, steeped in theatrical color: deep reds, gold ochre, twilight blues. Shelves line the background, stacked with arcane curios—a glowing crystal ball, carved dolls, stoppered bottles of potions, bundles of feathers, aged cards, and brass talismans. Incense smoke curls through the air, catching warm lantern light and creating a soft halo around his head. Shadows stretch across the tent canvas. Lanterns flicker, casting warm ambient glow and shaping the mood with layered contrast. Details include fine embroidery on cuffs, tattoos on his arms, and glints of gold from scattered coins on the table. The crimson velvet tablecloth beneath his hands is stitched with mystic symbols, surrounded by cards, petals, and trinkets. The tarot cards are aged and ornate, with bold occult illustrations. His gaze pierces the viewer with charismatic intensity. Lighting is theatrical: rim lighting on cheekbones, warm candle fill, soft volumetric scatter from incense. The scene is framed at chest level in 16:9 format, emphasizing midground depth, layered props, and intense character focus. Every surface—skin, cloth, smoke, and metal—contributes to a spellbinding, cinematic atmosphere.
Prompt: <L1>Two humanoid demons in tattered World War I aviator gear work on a crashed biplane in a shallow alien canyon. One demon crouches in front of the shattered nose of the plane, inspecting the “engine”—a third demon creature with a bestial face, trapped in a glowing, reinforced cage of energy grids and occult mechanical tubing. The second demon, leaning from the cockpit, looks on tensely. Both wear vintage flight goggles, leather helmets, and bomber jackets scorched and fraying at the seams. Their wings are stunted or hidden beneath their gear. The plane is made of crimson metal and canvas, riddled with tears and scorch marks, with the propeller half-snapped and twisted.</L1>
<L2>Digital painting with painterly realism and layered brush textures</L2>
<L3>In the style of Romas Kukalis and Michael Whelan, with elements of Bruce Pennington’s surreal machinery and Frank Frazetta’s muscular anatomy and narrative force</L3>
<L4>Golden hour lighting with chiaroscuro contrast and glowing haze, casting amber and orange shadows across jagged canyon rock</L4>
<L5>Rich autumnal palette—burnt reds, glowing oranges, mustard yellows, subtle purples; infernal overtones without garishness</L5>
<L6>Wide-angle 16:9 composition, cinematic staging with rule-of-thirds alignment, foreground action and background vertical spires for spatial drama</L6>
Prompt: Ancient wizard with white hair and flowing robes, arms raised skyward, summoning lightning. Wide-angle landscape shot from eye level, wizard centered atop jagged mountaintop peak, distant clouds swirling above, lightning bolt striking from above to the outstretched hand, vast open sky framing the figure, dramatic vertical emphasis. Stormy twilight sky with glowing cloud edges, ambient blue-gray light, lightning flash illuminating robes and rock, subtle mist and rain in the distance, crisp atmosphere with wind-swept tension. Hyper-detailed texture on worn stone and weathered robes, long white hair flowing in wind, veins of quartz in the mountaintop rock, arcs of residual energy in the air, individual rain droplets catching the light, realistic musculature beneath the robes, intricate staff or magical sigil optional. Moody monochrome base with accents of electric blue and pale violet in lightning, subdued rock grays, occasional warm bronze highlights, photorealistic material textures (stone, fabric, hair, skin), soft-focus edges with sharp subject rendering. Invocation of power and ancient mastery, solitary dominion, communion with nature’s raw force, awe and reverence, mythic authority, calm in the storm. hyperrealistic, photorealistic, ultra detailed, cinematic lighting, atmospheric depth, masterpiece, high definition, 4K rendering, epic scale, soft focus background, rim lighting, dynamic composition, dramatic clouds, volumetric lighting, wind simulation, high contrast, ambient storytelling
Prompt: A panoramic tableau depicting four archetypal male figures representing different epochs of human civilization, standing side by side as if in conversation—each framed by the landscape of his own time. On the far left, a primal man-ape crouches beneath the canopy of a dense prehistoric forest, gesturing curiously toward the others. Next to him stands a rugged barbarian clad in fur and leather, muscular and intense, backdropped by crumbling stone towers of an ancient city. Beside him, a robed philosopher with a serene expression gestures as if speaking, framed by white marble columns and sunlit arches of a classical metropolis. On the far right, a futuristic astronaut in a gleaming, high-tech spacesuit responds—his body posture upright and dignified—set against a gleaming skyline of Syd Mead–inspired structures: radiant spires, transparent walkways, and atmospheric towers ascending into the clouds. The four figures are not walking but interacting, as if across time, their stances and expressions suggesting recognition, tension, and shared purpose. The background transitions smoothly from left to right: forest to ruins to classical city to futurist skyline. The entire piece is rendered in cinematic digital oil style, rich with atmospheric depth and heroic scale. Light flows from left to right, casting long shadows and illuminating the scene with warm sunrise tones. The style blends Boris Vallejo’s heroic anatomy, Frank Frazetta’s primal energy, Vermeer’s atmospheric calm, and Syd Mead’s luminous architectural futurism.
Prompt: A celestial freight rig built for stellar traversal barrels forward across a suspended galactic highway. Its segmented chrome chassis is studded with glowing navigation veins and reinforced with hex-spined armor plates, each surface catching the blaze of nearby coronal bursts in a shifting reflection. Thick plasma fog drapes the path ahead, curling in weightless ribbons around its silhouette. Behind it, a black wormhole pulses with inner flame, ringed in collapsing light—an aperture still charged from its crossing. The rig’s long rear conduit glows with silent propulsion fields as it sails past fractured constellations and auroral debris. The highway beneath it is an invisible lattice traced in slow-moving photons, converging and dissolving beneath its weightless mass. Above, a band of pale stars arcs through a nebular sky, their forms distorted in the rig’s reflective shell. The scene is silent, vast, and immense—only the radiative shimmer of stellar light stirs in its wake.
Prompt: A grizzled space cowboy bounty hunter strides confidently across alien terrain—mid-forties, weathered skin, stubble, rugged build, blue eyes, wearing a battered brown leather duster, dusty hat low over his brow, dark denim, wide belt with heavy brass buckle, old-style revolver holstered at his hip, futuristic blaster slung across his back; at his side, a yellow Labrador Retriever with pale fur and intelligent eyes walks faithfully, head tilted upward, looking at the man as they move in unison. Scene rendered in cinematic high-fidelity realism, hyper-detailed and texturally grounded; heroically lit arrival moment, with deep shadows and warm edge light across weathered clothing and fur; dust just settling, suggesting recent landing. Ship in midground: dented, scorched, retrofitted with industrial detailing—part freighter, part gunboat; hard sci-fi surface design emphasized with ‘exploded view’ texturing logic; inspired by Star Wars-era aesthetic realism. Landscape evokes alien Southwest: scrub brush, pale dry grass, cracked soil, towering stone spires warped into otherworldly shapes; soft haze veils distant terrain; gradient sky glows with early light, dusty blue blending to soft violet and gold. Color palette favors ochre, brown, slate, dusty cyan, metallic gray; deep shadow anchoring figures, faint glow off ship’s cooling engines; no pastel or saturated cartoon colors. Eye-level wide-angle perspective, frontal composition; bounty hunter and dog dominate lower mid-frame, spaceship recedes diagonally back-right; strong silhouette logic, clear spatial layering, full-body visibility, naturalistic pose dynamics.
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.
