Prompt: A small female goblin with green skin, happy because she found corn, throws everything into her large brown cloth sack that she holds behind her back. In a crouched position, she reaches for more corn as the corn falls into the brown cloth sack.
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 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: A battle-hardened medieval warrior stands firmly on a rain-soaked, muddy battlefield. In his left hand, he grips a large, round wooden shield reinforced with iron, scarred by deep cuts and dents—evidence of past battles. His right hand rests on the hilt of a long sword, sheathed in a decorated leather scabbard at his hip.
The warrior wears a heavy chainmail armor, showing signs of wear and covered in mud and blood. Over it, he dons a tattered tabard bearing the emblem of his house or army. His face is partially obscured by a sturdy iron helmet with a nasal guard, but his determined eyes scan the devastated battlefield before him.
The ground beneath him is soaked with rain and blood, scattered with broken weapons and fallen soldiers. In the distance, the smoldering ruins of a once-proud fortress rise against the stormy, dark gray sky. A cold wind sweeps across the battlefield, stirring ash and mist, while occasional rays of sunlight pierce through the heavy clouds, casting a dramatic glow upon the warrior. A scene of courage, survival, and honor.
Prompt: A Teutonic Knight of the Teutonic Order wears a striking white tunic with a large black cross on his chest, instantly setting him apart from other knights. His helmet is often a great helm or a pot helmet, sometimes adorned with a black cross or a small crest. A long white cloak with the same black cross flows behind him. His shield is also white with the black cross, sometimes accented with golden or red embellishments. The knight wears heavy plate armor or chainmail with gauntlets. His weapon could be a large sword or a lance. The scene could be shrouded in mist or illuminated by mystical light to enhance the mysterious and awe-inspiring aura of a Teutonic Knight, making it perfect for a Deep Dream image.
Prompt: A fierce warrior stands in the heart of a misty, ancient forest. His name is Schildwolf, a towering figure clad in dark steel armor adorned with intricate wolf engravings. A massive round shield, decorated with a silver wolf emblem, rests on his left arm, while his right hand grips a mighty longsword. His piercing eyes glow faintly under a shadowed helmet, exuding an aura of unyielding strength. Moonlight filters through the trees, casting an eerie yet majestic glow over the scene.
Prompt: A small, sinister creature representing pure greed, a dark embodiment of avarice and desire for wealth. He is hunched and wiry, with twisted limbs and long, clawed fingers that constantly clutch glittering gold coins, sparkling gemstones, and ancient treasures, never letting them go. His skin is rough, earthy brown like damp soil, with patches of moss and dirt, showing his connection to the underground where treasure sleeps. His face is sharp and cunning, with a long hooked nose, sunken glowing yellow eyes that reflect obsession, and a wide, twisted grin full of jagged teeth, showing delight in acquiring riches. His ears are long and pointed, sensitive to the slightest sound of wealth nearby. He wears tattered, dark leather garments stitched with faintly glowing runes that shimmer when he touches treasure, symbolizing his ancient, magical obsession with wealth. Thin, wild hair like cobwebs sprouts from his head, emphasizing neglect and obsession over appearance, all consumed by greed. He lurks in shadowy, treasure-filled caverns, where piles of gold, silver, and gemstones are scattered but never enough, reinforcing his insatiable hunger. Ghostly flames and eerie greenish lights flicker across the walls and treasure, reflecting off the gems, showing the magical power of greed. Every feature—his twisted fingers, glowing eyes, hunched posture, and obsessive clutching of treasure—is a visual metaphor for insatiable greed and relentless desire for wealth.
Prompt: A surreal, symbolic scene representing human double standards and hypocrisy, a crowd of people pointing fingers at each other, shouting 'racist' while blindfolded, their shadows reveal hidden faces with subtle prejudice, micro-expressions of bias and judgment, mirrors and fractured glass reflecting their own unacknowledged racism, abstract and chaotic composition blending realism with dreamlike distortion, floating thought bubbles filled with symbols of misunderstanding, cultural stereotypes, and judgment, neon and dark tones mixing with soft light, exaggerated gestures showing accusation, subtle hints of irony and self-deception, layered textures showing conflict between perception and reality, slightly warped perspective to convey confusion and moral blindness, intricate details in faces, hands, and reflections to emphasize subconscious bias, futuristic yet allegorical atmosphere
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.
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.
