Prompt: A breathtaking landscape painting depicts a sunset behind majestic mountains. A waterfall, at least 10 meters high, cascades into a clear river, where deer peacefully drink water at the edge. The waterfall impresses with its large volume of water plunging down. At the foot of the mountains, the meadows are lush and green. The sky is painted in warm orange hues, with soft clouds reflecting the light. Flowers bloom along the riverbanks and birds sing in the trees, adding to the idyllic scenery.
Prompt: In the center of the image, a powerful storm rages, with lightning flashing across the dark sky. Above the chaos hovers a majestic figure wielding a glowing mace. Mystical creatures reminiscent of the gods of Greek mythology swirl around them. The wind carries glowing sparks that explode in a spectacular display of light and shadow. In the background, rugged mountains and devastated landscapes depict the might and destruction of the Godstorm. The entire scene exudes power, menace, and the unpredictable nature of the gods.
Prompt: The image shows a world split in two. On the left side, a gleaming city full of luxury, with tall skyscrapers, expensive cars, and wealthy people. Everything is modern, clean, and perfect. On the right side, poverty reigns: Crumbling buildings, empty markets, and people in worn-out clothes struggling to survive. The sky is dark, and the surroundings are bleak. An invisible boundary separates these two worlds, as if cut off from each other—one world of abundance and another of deprivation.
Prompt: In a vast, desolate landscape where the ground is cracked and dry, stands a solitary elephant, a powerful creature now burdened by the destruction of its environment. His gray, wrinkled body tells the story of a long life filled with struggles and losses. The once-majestic tusks, symbols of his strength and wisdom, are broken – remnants of a time when he lived amidst lush nature. His skin is rough and scarred, as if he has battled through the harsh realities of a changing world.
The elephant stands in the middle of a dried-up riverbed, which winds through the landscape like a deep scar. Once, water flowed here, bringing life, but now it is only a witness to the decay. Around him stretches a wasteland where once a dense, green forest thrived. Now, only tree stumps reach up to the gray sky, remnants of a deforested paradise. The trees have been felled, the vegetation is gone, and the ground is littered with the marks of machines that have ravaged the land.
Black vultures circle ominously in the sky, their shadows passing over the elephant like harbingers of doom. The sky itself is heavy and oppressive, covered with dense, gray clouds that swallow the sunlight, casting a cold, bleak light over the scene. The wind blows gently, stirring up dust and carrying away the last remnants of life and hope.
The elephant's eyes are deep and full of sorrow. They speak of a world that was once rich in life and color, now suffocated by gray and despair. It is as if the elephant bears the pain of the earth within him, a silent witness to the downfall unfolding around him. Every wrinkle in his skin, every scar, and every break in his tusks tells a story of loss. The elephant is not just an animal in this scene but a symbol of the devastation wrought by humanity – a living monument to destruction that, despite everything, remains steadfast.
Prompt: Imagine a quiet forest path, enveloped in darkness. The tall, dense trees along the way cast heavy shadows, with only the faintest moonlight struggling through the thick canopy above. The path is barely visible, but scattered along it are old, weathered street lanterns, casting a soft golden glow on the ground. This light pierces through the mist, bathing the scene in a gentle shimmer.
At the edge of the path, wild corn is barely visible, its leaves and cobs faintly illuminated by the lanterns. The corn appears mysterious, its outlines fading into the darkness, as if merging with the shadows. The ground is strewn with old, weathered stones, wrapped in moss and fallen leaves, while decaying wooden logs lie among the trees, aged and worn by time.
In the distance, where the path disappears deeper into the forest, a gold vein gleams, touched by the lanterns' light. The reflection brings the gold to life, glowing warmly amidst the cold, dark atmosphere of the woods. The interplay of shadows and the lantern light creates an eerie yet captivating scene, turning the forest into a nearly mystical setting.
Prompt: Imagine a sky made of flowing, living energy—no clouds, but streams of colors cascading down like waterfalls, constantly shifting and changing. In the center of these swirling colors stands a giant clock, but it doesn’t measure time—it measures fate. Each of the clock’s gears is made of sparkling stars, and between the hands, galaxies flow like sand through an hourglass. Below, a city rises, where the buildings are made of colossal roots and branches, stretching high into the sky, intertwined with one another.
At the heart of this city floats a transparent sphere, within which rests an enormous creature—half human, half tree, with branches growing out of its arms, reaching toward the streams of the sky. Beneath its feet, golden light seeps from the ground, and instead of water, rivers of light flow through the streets, where translucent fish swim. The scene depicts not a concrete reality, but a dimension where time, nature, and space merge into one inseparable current.
Prompt: Imagine a lively scene from European medieval times. In the center of the image stands a large banner, emblazoned with the bold letters "ROK" in massive, intricately designed fonts. The banner is made of sturdy fabric, fluttering in the wind, and the letters are in radiant gold, surrounded by fine medieval ornaments. It hangs high between the battlements of a stone castle wall, guarded by knights in shining armor.
On the left side of the image, there is a bustling marketplace: merchants offer their goods, farmers deliver fresh fruits and vegetables, while craftsmen work in their stalls. The stands are covered with colorful fabrics, and in the background, a grand cathedral with towering spires rises toward the sky. The entire scene is bathed in warm sunlight, making the colors vibrant.
On the right side, knights ride on powerful warhorses, their armor gleaming in the sun, and the banners they carry flap proudly in the breeze. In the foreground, a cobblestone path leads directly to the banner with "ROK" displayed prominently, and crowds gather around, as if it's the focal point of a grand festival.
Prompt: Imagine a colossal elemental being composed entirely of a storm, with a body formed from chaotic winds, flashing lightning, and dense rain clouds. This entity, known as the "Storm Spirit," looms majestically and ominously over a dusty, deserted landscape. Its form is translucent, almost ethereal, and as it moves, the very wind seems to dance around it.
The clouds above are dark and foreboding, while brilliant flashes of lightning flicker within, illuminating the entire being for a brief moment. Its face is ever-changing, displaying expressions of rage and power, accompanied by a constant storm of winds and rain. The breath of the Storm Spirit is cool and oppressive, and the air around it vibrates with energy.
People in its vicinity are forced to their knees by its mere presence. Strong winds whip through the streets, tugging at the clothes and hair of onlookers. Some struggle to stay upright, while others duck behind walls in a desperate attempt to avoid being swept away by the devastating storm.
The loud rumble of thunder emanating from within the Storm Spirit sounds like a distant roar, filling the air with vibrations. Everything around it is caught in an unstoppable force that not only influences the weather but also the mood of the people: fear, awe, and resignation mix in the atmosphere. In this moment, it becomes clear that the presence of this elemental being can change everything, unleashing not just a physical storm but also a psychological one that shakes people to their core.
Prompt: Imagine a vast battlefield unfolding in the deep realms of Azeroth, where an epic battle rages on. On the horizon looms a towering, menacing mountain, crowned with swirling dark clouds, with lightning streaking across the sky. The landscape is mostly somber – barren rocky hills, leafless trees, and ash swirling in the wind. Yet, amidst the chaos, the heroes stand firm.
In the foreground, a mighty warrior clad in heavy plate armor swings a massive two-handed sword. The armor is dark grey with golden accents, glinting in the fiery light of the battle-torn sky. His eyes glow beneath his helmet, his face resolute as he charges toward his foe. Just behind him, a Night Elf huntress, adorned in green leather, expertly fires arrows from a beautifully crafted longbow. Her cloak billows in the wind as her snarling tiger companion fights by her side.
Above the heroes floats a mage in a robe decorated with arcane symbols. His hands glow with a blend of magic – one channeling a powerful fireball, while the other conjures icy frost. He hovers in the air, with magical runes glowing beneath him, amplifying his spells. Farther back, a druid in bear form roars as he charges into a group of undead, who march ominously towards the heroes.
The ground around the heroes is torn asunder, with flames licking the shattered stones and ruins scattered across the battlefield. Magic and chaos flow between the combatants, with streaks of violet arcane power and thunderous firestorms colliding. In the background, gigantic catapults hurl massive boulders and enchanted spheres into the sky, while dragons soar overhead, locked in fierce combat with gryphons and windriders.
Above, the moon peers through the thick clouds, a silent reminder of the ancient and immortal powers watching over this world, as the battle continues. It’s a moment of uncertainty, where every move, every strike, and every decision could determine the fate of Azeroth.
Prompt: Imagine a dense mystical forest where sunlight barely reaches through the thick canopy of ancient trees. The ground is covered in soft moss, and tall twisted trunks rise upwards. The forest feels quiet yet alive, as if something is watching from the shadows. A faint mist lingers, adding to the mysterious and slightly eerie atmosphere.
In a clearing, a group of forest goblins sits around a small campfire. Their skin is a mix of green and brown, blending perfectly with the forest. Moss grows on parts of their bodies, mostly on their shoulders, arms, and legs, making them look like living parts of the woods. The fire crackles gently as they stir a pot, cooking something that fills the air with a strange but inviting aroma.
The goblins themselves are both curious and unsettling. Their eyes glimmer with a mischievous yet friendly light, but their sharp, uneven teeth give them a slightly sinister look. Some smile warmly, but their expressions hold an edge, like they know secrets they will not share. Despite their small, hunched forms, they seem powerful in their connection to the forest.
All around them, the woods are full of life, but also quiet danger. The trees seem to bend and shift, and distant movements in the shadows hint at other creatures hiding nearby. The goblins, however, seem at peace, as if they are the true rulers of this strange and magical place.
Prompt: A dense, mystical forest stretches out, shrouded in mist and barely penetrated by the low-lying sun. The ancient trees have gnarled roots that twist along the forest floor, lifting moss and vines into the air. Between the trees, glowing eyes seem to peer from the shadows, creatures lurking in the dark. Delicate, shimmering spider webs catch the light filtering through the thick canopy above. In a clearing, surrounded by moss-covered stones, stands a majestic unicorn, its silvery coat glowing with an ethereal light, and its horn radiating a soft, magical aura. Around the unicorn, tiny, fairy-like beings emerge from the undergrowth, their wings glinting in the light of magical lanterns hanging from the branches. The forest feels both enchanted and dangerous, as though only the bravest would dare venture here.
Prompt: A formidable knight, clad in battle-worn armor, stands amidst the chaos of war, wielding a massive two-handed warhammer. His armor, dented and scratched from countless battles, reflects the glow of fire and destruction around him. The steel head of his warhammer bears the engraving "ROK", a symbol of his allegiance and strength. The battlefield is a scene of pure mayhem—warriors clash in brutal combat, siege weapons hurl flames into the sky, and banners bearing the Rise of Kingdoms (ROK) emblem flutter in the stormy winds. The ground is littered with fallen soldiers, broken weapons, and pools of blood, while smoke and fire rise in the distance. With unwavering determination, the knight charges forward, his hammer poised for a devastating strike, ready to turn the tide of battle.
Prompt: A surreal and vibrant digital artwork featuring an otherworldly landscape. The image is filled with swirling, dream-like patterns and shifting textures, as if reality is melting into a colorful fantasy. Neon blues, purples, and pinks blend together, forming abstract, organic shapes that resemble both futuristic cities and biological structures. Mysterious glowing eyes emerge from the background, and strange creatures with morphing features appear within the intricate details. The entire scene feels like a dream captured in motion, an endless loop of psychedelic transformation.
Prompt: Ein dicker, kleiner, aber auch fetter Goblin mit starken Muskeln und grüner Haut, der böse guckt und wie ein Schurke vermummt ist, trägt dabei einen Dolch und schleicht in den Schatten herum, auf der Suche nach Gold.
Prompt: Five heroes stand at the entrance of a dark dungeon, ready for their adventure. Each of them is equipped differently: The warrior wears gleaming, heavy armor and wields a massive sword, prepared to face any enemy. Beside him, a rogue in dark leather clothing, his daggers glinting in the dim light, stealthily moves ahead. A sorceress in a long, flowing robe holds a glowing staff, with magical sparks dancing from its tip. The archer, with a drawn bow and a quiver full of arrows, scans the surroundings with a keen eye. Finally, the dwarf, muscular and determined, carries a mighty axe on his shoulder, ready to smash through obstacles.
The dungeon itself is dark and eerie, with walls overgrown with moss and ancient, weathered statues lining the halls. Before the heroes lies a long, winding path leading into the unknown. Flickering torches provide sparse illumination, while shadows lurk in the corners. In the background, the promising glow of the treasure, hidden deep within the dungeon, draws the heroes in, urging them onward into danger.
Prompt: A troop of knights in shining armor storms a massive, dark fortress perched atop a high cliff. The knights carry shields emblazoned with the "ROK" symbol, and their swords are raised, ready for battle. In the background, a fiery sunset paints the sky in red and orange. The fortress is surrounded by deep moats and high walls, but the knights push forward with determination, their banners bearing the "ROK" emblem fluttering proudly in the wind. Sparks fly as swords clash, and the energy of impending victory fills the air.
Prompt: In a dark, decaying landscape stands a mysterious figure: the Necromancer. Cloaked in a dark, leathery robe adorned with black bones and skulls, he raises his bony hands to summon the spirits of the dead. From his chest hangs a chain with an amulet shaped like a skull, glowing blood-red in the darkness.
Around him, shadows rise from the ground, ghostly warriors and rattling skeletons obeying his command. The ground is cracked and scorched, as if tainted by the power of the dead. Behind the Necromancer, a blackened sky looms, with faint lightning flashing, emphasizing the ominous environment. His face is gaunt and pale, his eyes glowing a sickly green as he controls the ancient, dark magic with eerie calm.
In his left hand, he grips a long staff made of twisted bones, topped with a skull. The air around him is cold and filled with the whispers of lost souls, awaiting his commands.
Prompt: The ancient Chinese warrior stands firmly on rocky ground covered with sand and rubble. Above him, the sky is overcast, and distant mountains loom. The ground bears the scars of past battles, with deep grooves and scattered debris.
The warrior wears heavy red and gold armor, which covers him from his chest down to his legs. Engraved into his chest plate is the flag of Hong Kong: a white Bauhinia flower with red stars on a red background. Over his left arm, he holds a massive shield that bears the same symbols, adorned in red and gold, reflecting light and symbolizing protection and pride.
In his right hand, the warrior grips a long, curved sword, the blade gleaming in the sunlight. The weapon is intricately forged, with fine gold details along the edge of the blade. The hilt is wrapped in deep red, matching the tones of his armor. His sword arm is raised powerfully, as if ready to strike in battle.
On the warrior's back, a large flag flutters in the wind, displaying the Bauhinia flower on a red background—the flag of Hong Kong. It waves proudly and majestically as the warrior strides forward with a determined look, ready to defend his homeland and its values. His helmet is adorned with gold accents, protecting his face but leaving his resolute eyes exposed.
The ground beneath him is cracked, with fissures running through the earth. Around him are the remnants of a battle, but the warrior stands strong, determined, and with his head held high, prepared to face any challenge.
Prompt: Imagine a vast, green meadow, gently rolling over hills with dense forests in the distance. The sky is clear, with a few white clouds drifting by as the sun casts its warm, golden light across the landscape. In the middle of the meadow, wild corn grows tall and strong, with thick stalks and golden cobs swaying gently in the breeze. The corn leaves glisten in the sunlight, blending harmoniously with the lush green grass.
At the edge of the meadow, a path leads into a dense forest of towering trees with gnarled branches. The tree trunks, weathered by time, are dark and sturdy. Between the trees, piles of wood lie scattered as if collected for shelter. Amidst the trees, bright stones peek out, partially covered with moss.
By a small hill that gently blends into the meadow, a gold vein glimmers in the earth. The gold shines brightly in the sunlight, casting a warm glow that contrasts with the darker earth tones and the lush greenery of the surroundings. This scene exudes tranquility and the richness of nature, as if it's an untouched, idyllic world.
Ancient Power in a Desert of Shadows | Protector of Time
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Prompt: Imagine a Protector of the Desert: A massive figure, shaped from sand and stone. His body seems to rise directly from the dunes, with rough, cracked rocks as his skin and sand swirling around him like a cloak. His face is stern and unyielding, with glowing eyes that burn like small, scorching suns in the desert heat.
He wields a large, ancient spear adorned with mystical runes, seemingly forged from the depths of the earth. In his other hand, he holds a shield made of bleached bones, dust particles clinging to it as they are carried by the wind. Around him, towering dunes rise, and the sky is an endless, blazing orange. In the distance, strange rock formations loom on the horizon, while the hot wind sweeps across the landscape. Although everything seems barren and lifeless, you can feel that this protector watches over the desert, guarding its ancient energy.
Prompt: The Mechagnome Monk is small, yet resilient and focused, an impressive fusion of gnome and advanced technology. His body is part organic, part mechanical—his legs and arms made of gleaming metal, gears, and hydraulics that grant him superhuman strength and speed. His face is partly covered by mechanical parts, with one glowing green eye serving as a targeting mechanism while his natural eye reflects wisdom and concentration.
He wears traditional monk robes, reinforced with metallic armor plates at key points. Around his waist are thick, metallic belts that are both functional and decorative. His bare arms, enhanced with mechanical components, reveal shiny gears and wires beneath his skin, whirring with each movement. In his hands, he holds two energy-infused bo staffs that shimmer with green light, vibrating slightly, ready to deliver deadly strikes or channel healing energy.
His entire appearance radiates a harmony between technology and martial arts. He stands calm, almost meditative, as his mechanical parts await their next move. Surrounding him are small, spherical drones that serve both healing and defensive purposes, casting a greenish aura around the Mechagnome.
The background could feature a fusion of nature and technology—mechanical trees with branches and leaves composed of metal, blinking lights, and gears turning in perpetual motion. The Mechagnome himself is in a peaceful pose, ready to unleash his healing abilities or engage in combat.
Riverside Stroll: A Day in Nature's Embrace | Germany
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Prompt: The image portrays a peaceful scene of a young boy holding his mother's hand as they walk together along a riverbank. The river flows gently through a picturesque village or small town, with half-timbered houses lined up harmoniously along the shore. These charming houses, with their white walls and dark wooden beams, stretch along the river, giving the surroundings a quaint, historical character.
The pathway they are walking on is just above the water's surface, a narrow cobblestone path that runs right along the river. Tall, beautiful trees grow along the river’s edge, forming a shady avenue that filters the sunlight, casting a warm, golden glow over the scene. The boy gazes in wonder at the water as small fish leap from the glistening river, their silver scales shimmering in the sunlight.
A stone staircase descends from the half-timbered houses down to the riverside walkway, with ivy creeping over its railing. The whole scene exudes a sense of tranquility and safety, as if time stands still in this peaceful moment, while mother and child enjoy their time together amidst the beauty of nature and the idyllic village setting.
Prompt: Imagine a Mechagnome, small and compact, yet fully equipped with advanced technology. His body is a mix of mechanical parts and metallic skin that gleams in the light, emitting a soft mechanical hum with every movement. Attached to his arms and legs are small hydraulic boosters that give him superhuman strength. His eyes glow a bright blue, powered from within by some unknown energy. On his chest, he bears a glowing energy core, surrounded by sparks and crackling with tiny arcs of electricity. Over his shoulder hangs a massive wrench, his weapon of choice for both combat and repairs.
His cape billows in the wind, a deep copper-colored fabric that contrasts with the metallic appearance of the Mechagnome. On his shoulder perches a small drone that constantly feeds him data. He stands in the middle of a futuristic workshop, filled with metallic objects, gears, and floating holograms. Above him hover small mechanical constructs that resemble weapons or tools. The Mechagnome himself is ready to enter battle, using his mechanical limbs and advanced gadgets to outsmart and overpower his foes.
Prompt: Imagine a vast, green meadow where a hunter and his loyal companion, a large dog with thick, shiny fur, have settled under a broad tree. The hunter, dressed in simple yet sturdy leather clothes, sits comfortably with his back against the tree trunk, a contented smile on his face. His hand gently rests on the head of his dog, lovingly stroking him.
Sunbeams filter through the thick canopy of the tree, casting dancing shadows on the ground. Around them, a gentle breeze sways the grass, creating a soft whisper. The sky is clear and blue, with a few scattered clouds slowly drifting by. The dog, with half-closed eyes, enjoys the affectionate strokes, appearing just as peaceful as his master. In the distance, birds are chirping, and the entire scene exudes a deep sense of calm and harmony.
Prompt: The futuristic warrior stands tall and composed, his armor a seamless fusion of technology and combat artistry. The armor is a deep black, with glowing, almost organic-looking lines of blue and violet running along his limbs and torso. These energy patterns are not just decorative but seem to be a living network, enhancing and empowering his movements. Across his chest plate, holographic symbols and circuitry blink to life whenever he moves his hand or powers up his weapon.
His helmet is sleek, with a multifaceted visor that reflects light like a prism in all directions. No face is visible, just a glowing display, focusing on enemies and showing data in alien script. The warrior wields a massive weapon in his right hand—a two-handed energy hammer, its head made of pure plasma, glowing in a bluish light that pulses like liquid electricity. This weapon is not only heavy but charged with unimaginable destructive power, energized with every swing.
On his left arm is a holographic shield, which he can activate with a single thought. It shimmers in a transparent blue hue and can deflect any kind of projectile or energy wave. His boots, reinforced with magnetic clamps, allow him to fight on metallic surfaces or even in zero gravity.
The entire armor is designed to give him full freedom of movement, though it exudes an aura of heaviness and invulnerability. Around his belt hang various devices—grenades, energy cells, perhaps modules for healing or boosting his strength. The warrior radiates a cold, efficient presence, as though he was born for battle, yet there’s a sense of wisdom in his deliberate, controlled movements—a warrior who unleashes his power only when necessary.
Prompt: Imagine a charming village depicted in soft colors with a hand-drawn style, inspired by the game Alondra. The buildings are simple yet lovingly designed – small wooden houses with slanted roofs, adorned with colorful flowers in front. The village exudes a warm, welcoming atmosphere, with gentle sunlight filtering through the treetops and bathing the ground in golden hues. The sky is often rendered in soft pastel tones, and the rolling hills in the background stretch toward the horizon, with clouds drifting lazily across the scene. In the village streets, cheerful inhabitants chat or go about their daily routines, all contributing to a sense of calm and contentment. The entire environment gives off a feeling of tranquility and coziness, as if time slows down and you’re immersed in a world where everything is in harmony with nature.
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.
