Prompt: Perched high on a jagged canyon ledge, the viewer gazes across a colossal, mist-veiled chasm whose layered cliffs rise in weather-scarred grandeur, carved by time and streaked with slow-plunging waterfalls. The vertical scale is staggering—fog pools in ravines, light stratifies with altitude, and the far canyon walls vanish in atmospheric diffusion. Suspended deep within the void, a surreal airship drifts like a jeweled relic of pulp fantasy—its silhouette sleek and improbable, ornamented with bold color blocking and glowing control fins, as if conjured by Peter Andrew Jones painting a Barsoomian flyer. Directional midday light casts deep shadows along the canyon walls while warm golds and spectral reflections play across the upper plating of the vessel. The scene is rendered as a detailed digital illustration, expressive in brushwork and stylized in tone, where pulp-fantasy sensibilities meet vertical geology in a composition of mystery, scale, and impossible flight.
Prompt: The technomancer entered the forgotten undercity, his gauntlet sparking with energy. The decaying city stretched before him—an eerie fusion of rusted metal and living architecture. Towering, globular structures pulsed with faint orange light, their surfaces twisted by centuries of bioengineering. Plants grew through the city’s walls, their roots pulsing with bioluminescence, as if alive with energy.
Every step of the technomancer stirred the city. His presence awakened ancient systems, sparking dormant machinery and causing cables overhead to crackle with power. The city was a living organism, its veins of technology and organic growth intertwined, reacting to his touch. As he moved toward the heart of the undercity, the air grew thick with the hum of life, both synthetic and biological.
The technomancer sought the Core—a powerful source of energy at the city’s center. But the city had its own defenders: biomechanical guardians, twisted hybrids of flesh and metal, emerged from the shadows, their eyes glowing with purpose. They would not let him take what he came for.
With a flick of his wrist, the technomancer unleashed a pulse of energy, creating a barrier to ward off the guardians. The city trembled, its once-dormant mechanisms now springing to life, reacting violently to his intrusion. He had awakened something ancient, something that would fight back.
The undercity would not yield. The technomancer had arrived to claim its power, but the cost of awakening its heart was clear—dominate, or be consumed.
--mod ancientmachinery, --mod arcaneenergy, --mod biomechanical, --mod futuristicruins, --mod neonundercity, --mod luminescentflora, --mod glowingvines, --mod cyberorganic, --mod steampunkinspired, --mod rustedmetals, --mod overgrownurban, --mod bioluminescentstructures, --mod biotechfusion, --mod mechanizedlifeforms, --mod undergroundcity, --mod holographicdisplays, --mod crumblingarchitecture, --mod mysteriouscore, --mod electricflora, --mod sentientplants, --mod fragmentedrealities, --mod dystopianlandscape, --mod neonplants, --mod decayedfuturism, --mod mutatedcreatures, --mod energywebs, --mod livingarchitecture, --mod glowingruins, --mod cloakedfigures, --mod arcaneplantlife
Prompt: A Chris Foss–style robot, several storeys tall, wades through deep snow in a howling blizzard, framed close beside a rocky granite outcropping so both subjects fill the image. The machine is painted in Foss grammar: patchwork plates of matte black and blue crossed by bright yellow striping, modular panels and inspection doors everywhere, bold stenciled numerals and hazard blocks sprayed across thighs and chest, a toy logic inflated to industrial sublime. Chrome pistons and rotating drums work in every joint; circular vents stud the silhouette; fasteners stipple the armor. At the crown a clear alloy dome cockpit glows with bright yellow light, instrument clusters burning like a tight constellation while the dome skin throws silver arcs of reflected snow. One colossal hand clamps the outcropping in an ambiguous act — either digging for mineral wealth or bracing against howling gale.
Consequence is explicit. Waves of winter fury detonate at shin height and tear upward into glittering sheets of snow that streak across matte paint, bead on chrome rams, and fall in chains. Under the crush of mechanical fingers the rock fractures; crystals burst out and fall in cascades that wind across yellow stripes and down black and blue armor before vanishing in the snowdrifts. The granite outcropping cuts the wind like a knife, its impervious grey surface ready to withstand more centuries of extreme cold, dully reflecting the robot's light; nearby rocks are torn loose by the machine’s heave. The palette stays triadic and bright: black/blue slabs, yellow accents, pale blue air under a diffused alien sun. Shadows remain soft and descriptive; this is clarity over chiaroscuro. The camera sits at mid‑level, waist height, not a heroic low angle; scale is read from adjacency and surface density — plates, numerals, vents, bark pores — not exaggerated perspective. No platforms, scaffolds, railings or human buildings intrude; the frozen landscape is organic and strange, columnar outcropping with snow-capped crowns, cold grey stone, frozen with untold eons of polar blasts. The result is Foss’s register made literal: candy‑bright absurdity made monumental, machine and weather locked in ambiguous embrace at the edge of a surreal prospecting job, every surface telling the story of impact, weather, and work.
--mod digital illustration, --mod stylized realism, --mod space opera, --mod Foss panel logic, --mod bold saturated palette, --mod architectural scale, --mod atmospheric depth, --mod modular geometry, --mod chrome reflections, --mod clarity over chiaroscuro, --mod narrative consequence, --mod snow and rock detail, --mod industrial sublime, --mod surreal landscape, --mod perspective lock mid level, --mod multi storey robot, --mod black blue panel armor, --mod yellow stripe accent, --mod stenciled numerals, --mod domed cockpit glow, --mod circular vents and drums, --mod fastener constellation, --mod alien rocks closeup, --mod ambiguous mining or anchor, --mod winter storm detonations, --mod spray refraction glitter, --mod daylight haze, --mod toy like absurdity, --mod Fossian industrial myth, --mod no platforms no scaffolds
Prompt: A colossal airborne construction platform crosses the upper atmosphere, crimson and steel segments interlocked like a moving skyline. Gigantic crane towers carry segmented pylons tipped with magnet clamps; winches pay out superconducting tether coils that crackle with static light. The craft’s engines push a cold-blue halo, their vibration felt in distant cities.
It flies just beneath the deep cobalt of the ozone edge; far below, thunderhead anvils boil over an entire coastline. The platform’s wake shears the jet stream into braided spirals; young hurricanes nearby twist into crooked corkscrews, their eyes misaligned by atmospheric shockwaves. The sun hangs low and hard, slicing through cirrus and setting the red hull blazing with copper.
Escort fighters and news drones orbit on tight ellipses. Their contrails braid and cross like drawn swords, proving scale: a single maintenance bay on the platform dwarfs an entire interceptor. Fuel tenders tow on mag-lines the length of city blocks. Along the flanks, open trusswork gleams with frost where the stratosphere bites; heat haze rises in wavering sheets from fusion thruster bays.
Every movement shows cause and effect. Crane arms pivot and lock; clamps ratchet home with sparks; telemetry strobes march along the tether coils. Below, the platform’s shadow sweeps across a coastal megacity—skyscrapers flicker under sudden winds; container ports fill with whitecaps; tide buoys register a surge ahead of schedule. The world watches as authorities debate: complete the first anchor ring, or order an intercept.
Camera and composition are locked. Low three-quarter vantage with the platform dominant in the midground; foreground holds a banking escort jet, afterburner bright and small against the machinery. Background reveals Earth’s curve and the storm ocean of clouds, with a back-to-void edge along the upper silhouette for clean read. Scale locks: a single crane arm equals a city block; one magnet clamp spans the length of an airliner wing; a barge moored to the flank reads the size of an ocean liner.
Lighting saturates the drama. Solar blade light rakes the upper decks and throws kilometer-long shadows across the cloud sea. Engine halo casts icy blue under-glow that turns vent mist into translucent veils. Storm strobe from the distorted hurricane below pulses upward, briefly x-raying the latticework from within.
--mod anvil overshoot, --mod ambient haze, --mod aerial depth falloff, --mod airlight layer, --mod rim light, --mod anamorphic lens flare, --mod anamorphic widescreen look, --mod arc weld sparks, --mod parallax separation, --mod back-to-void edge, --mod harsh solar key, --mod engine halo, --mod storm strobe lightning, --mod hazard striping, --mod maintenance gantries, --mod superconducting tether coils, --mod industrial fidelity, --mod cinematic depth
Prompt: On the sunlit side of an orbital shipyard, a pilot stands on a narrow gantry high above a planet’s curve. His brown hair catches the light, a grin across his face betraying excitement and nerves. Through his helmet visor, his gaze fixes on the colossus before him: a starship under construction, vast and gleaming in drydock. The ship’s hull is a continuous sweep of blue-grey alloy, surfaces flowing as though poured into shape. Iridescent striations ripple beneath a pearlescent skin, deepening into midnight lacquer along edges. Bright emerald panel lines trace vascular paths across its body. Three translucent dorsal domes crown the spine, scattering floodlights into shifting prisms, while ventral reactor nodes glow steady amber. Around it, the drydock hums with industry. Coolant plumes drift in cyan ribbons through the lattice of girders, fogging and revealing the ship’s curvature in turns. Engineers in white exo-suits tether across the surface, welding arcs flashing into brief captured stars. Articulated cranes swing with insect precision, lowering panels that settle into place flush as though grown rather than bolted. The station’s ring arcs behind, dotted with shuttles and storage spheres; far below, the planet glows with blue atmosphere. Golden drones glide on maintenance runs, their lights streaking like sparks in slow orbit. The boy grips the gantry rail, his posture both casual and resolute, balanced at the edge of scale he can hardly fathom. Lighting is industrial clarity: floodlamps rake violet hull plates into silver highlights and soft shadows, coolant fog turns beams into luminous veils, and the alloy itself responds with pulses of reflected color. The palette holds steady to silvers, pearls, violets, emerald accents, cyan vapor, and amber reactor glow. Mood: awe and anticipation, the meeting of human ambition with machine elegance in the style of Jim Burns’ signature techno-sensual futurism.
--mod low angle perspective, --mod epic scale framing, --mod heroic pilot figure, --mod colossal starship hull, --mod violet alloy surfaces, --mod iridescent reflections, --mod cyan coolant fog, --mod amber reactor glow, --mod romantic realism, --mod classic sci-fi cover, --mod crisp edge control, --mod industrial awe
Prompt: A zero-gravity construction worker wearing a powered metal exoskeleton (exploded view, details), manipulating massive hull plates using robotic arms, magnetic boots anchoring her to the steel deck. Her helmet projects structural overlays onto her vision, highlighting stress points and weld locations. The orbital construction site frames a massive planet (gas giant) in the background, its rings reflecting golden sunlight. Her long hair is confined in a smart-gel cap that prevents it from floating free, while her eyes have targeting implants that guide her tools with precision :: by Jim Burns, Chris Foss, Fred Gambino, Chris Moore :: full shot, eye level, soft focus :: hyperrealistic, hyper detailed, photorealistic :: masterpiece, incredible composition, amazing depth, imposing, meticulously composed, high definition. Majestic, epic, breathtaking. Unreal Engine 5.5. --v 6 --style raw --s 1000 --q 2
Prompt: Busy futuristic spaceport with spaceships and cargo traffic, mix of dieselpunk and steampunk and Raygun Gothic, and a (single:1.9) (one, only, lone) large glowing moon on the horizon :: by Syd Mead, Eddie Del Rio, Andree Wallin, trending on ArtStation :: colorful, cosmic environment, extreme contrast, intense colors, realistic rendering, high definition, emphasizing advanced technology and intricate futuristic details, 8K resolution, sci-fi ambiance.
Prompt: Sleek, advanced vehicle combining features of car and jet aircraft (aerodynamic, sleek minimalist design, advanced craftsmanship, colored primary red and vibrant metallic gold with black and chrome accents, high-gloss surface) hovers just above the street :: city with futuristic skyscrapers and low circular buildings (Syd Mead:1.7), flying vehicles :: full shot, eye level :: hyperrealistic, hyper detailed, photorealistic :: a masterpiece, incredible composition, amazing depth, imposing, meticulously composed
Majestic, epic, breathtaking. Unreal Engine 5.5. --v 6 --style raw --s 1000 --q 2
Prompt: Space pirate (female, blonde with red highlights, white skin with warm undertones, flawless tone and texture, radiant, silver earrings, necklace) wearing patched power armor with scuffs and dents, dusty leather boots, holding a futuristic assault rifle and taking cover behind a large boulder (brown, stony) :: alien world, weird trees, yellow sky, pink and purple plants :: by Jim Burns, Pino Daeni, Luis Royo, Chris Foss, Fred Gambino, Chris Moore :: full shot, eye level :: hyperrealistic, hyper detailed, photorealistic :: masterpiece, incredible composition, amazing depth, imposing, meticulously composed, high definition
Prompt: A colossal airborne construction platform crosses the upper atmosphere, crimson and steel segments interlocked like a moving skyline. Gigantic crane towers carry segmented pylons tipped with magnet clamps; winches pay out superconducting tether coils that crackle with static light. The craft’s engines push a cold-blue halo, their vibration felt in distant cities.
It flies just beneath the deep cobalt of the ozone edge; far below, thunderhead anvils boil over an entire coastline. The platform’s wake shears the jet stream into braided spirals; young hurricanes nearby twist into crooked corkscrews, their eyes misaligned by atmospheric shockwaves. The sun hangs low and hard, slicing through cirrus and setting the red hull blazing with copper.
Escort fighters and news drones orbit on tight ellipses. Their contrails braid and cross like drawn swords, proving scale: a single maintenance bay on the platform dwarfs an entire interceptor. Fuel tenders tow on mag-lines the length of city blocks. Along the flanks, open trusswork gleams with frost where the stratosphere bites; heat haze rises in wavering sheets from fusion thruster bays.
Every movement shows cause and effect. Crane arms pivot and lock; clamps ratchet home with sparks; telemetry strobes march along the tether coils. Below, the platform’s shadow sweeps across a coastal megacity—skyscrapers flicker under sudden winds; container ports fill with whitecaps; tide buoys register a surge ahead of schedule. The world watches as authorities debate: complete the first anchor ring, or order an intercept.
Camera and composition are locked. Low three-quarter vantage with the platform dominant in the midground; foreground holds a banking escort jet, afterburner bright and small against the machinery. Background reveals Earth’s curve and the storm ocean of clouds, with a back-to-void edge along the upper silhouette for clean read. Scale locks: a single crane arm equals a city block; one magnet clamp spans the length of an airliner wing; a barge moored to the flank reads the size of an ocean liner.
Lighting saturates the drama. Solar blade light rakes the upper decks and throws kilometer-long shadows across the cloud sea. Engine halo casts icy blue under-glow that turns vent mist into translucent veils. Storm strobe from the distorted hurricane below pulses upward, briefly x-raying the latticework from within.
--mod anvil overshoot, --mod ambient haze, --mod aerial depth falloff, --mod airlight layer, --mod rim light, --mod anamorphic lens flare, --mod anamorphic widescreen look, --mod arc weld sparks, --mod parallax separation, --mod back-to-void edge, --mod harsh solar key, --mod engine halo, --mod storm strobe lightning, --mod hazard striping, --mod maintenance gantries, --mod superconducting tether coils, --mod industrial fidelity, --mod cinematic depth
Prompt: A lone barbarian crouches on a slime-slick branch in the high canopy of a primordial swamp, every muscle coiled to keep the world from hearing him. Dark hair pasted to his brow, he tucks a broad blade along his forearm to kill the shine; breath held until ribs ache. The branch bows under his bare feet and weeps slow droplets that patter into the black water far below. Hanging moss curtains him in drowned-green strands; fireflies idle like drifting embers. From this perch the swamp reads like a cathedral drowned in fog—roots for pillars, water for floor, the roof a tangle of limbs and night. The vantage is low and upward through mist and vine, the camera locked to the hunter’s silhouette as if the world itself were holding its breath.
The air presses like a living thing, heavy with heat and rot-sweet perfume. Moonlight cuts a single cold path through the canopy and rims the barbarian’s shoulders, chest, and cheek-bone in silver; everywhere else is carved from blue-green shadow. Every surface carries a wet gleam: bark lacquered with decay, moss ropes slick to the touch, sweat shining along corded muscle. Even steel becomes a hazard—a moving mirror that must be smothered by the flat of his wrist. The only motion he permits is the slow settling of his weight; the only sound the faint creak of seasoned wood remembering storms.
Beneath him the water speaks in circles. Concentric ripples stride outward from a lane between buttress roots, too even to be wind. There—grace sliding through darkness. A serpent vast enough to qualify as geography threads the root maze without a sound. Scales read as oil-slick enamel, mottled swamp-green that intermittently throws iridescent blues when moonlight glances off the curve of a coil. Its eye is a coal seen through smoke—an ember-red pupil that processes the world as thermal geometry and hunger. Fangs glint ivory in a careful, almost thoughtful parting of the jaw; a rope of saliva drips, kisses the water, and broadcasts a widening signal into night.
The barbarian freezes into ritual stillness. Slime squeezes between his toes; his lungs burn; the drum in his skull tries to declare him to the world. The branch flexes a whisper and stops. He becomes design rather than man—angles and tendons arranged to make the least possible announcement. Below, the serpent halts as if listening to mathematics. The two are mirrors: hunter and hunted occupying the same poised equation, each waiting for the other to collapse it. The swamp around them complexes into consequence: phosphorescent rot haloing the fog, sleeved vines writhing in windless currents, heat shivering the air as if reality’s lacquer might soften and run. Then the world tightens to a knife-edge—one breath, one ripple, one strike away from verdict. Rendered in heroic-fantasy oil style of Boris Vallejo, Frank Frazetta, Ken Kelly—mythic realism, saturated shadows, dramatic chiaroscuro, every surface wet with sweat, steam, and peril.
--mod ambient haze, --mod airlight layer, --mod ground fog, --mod bioluminescent haze, --mod rim light, --mod highlight scatter, --mod cinematic lighting, --mod dynamic composition, --mod central hero lockup, --mod archetype light
Prompt: A technical watercolor concept design sketch presents a close shot of a colossal celestial observatory perched atop a rugged alien plateau, overlooking an otherworldly expanse beneath a vast star-filled sky. The monumental structure is a fusion of ancient mysticism and advanced engineering, with massive crystal lenses embedded within an elegant, spiraling tower etched with celestial glyphs. The watercolor technique breathes life into the alien landscape—deep cerulean blues and cosmic purples blend seamlessly into a luminous sky. Metallic glistering sheen highlights trace the contours of the observatory’s intricate mechanisms, hinting at a civilization that bridges science and artistry. The composition is framed from a dramatic low-angle perspective, emphasizing the grandeur of the colossal structure against the cosmic expanse.
Prompt: A handsome man in a black and silver metallic uniform stands inside the cool blue light beam of a futuristic teleport machine :: high-tech laboratory with futuristic elements, smooth curved surfaces :: by Jim Burns, David Mattingly, Donato Giancola, Fred Gambino, Michael Whelan, Chris Moore :: hyperrealistic, hyper detailed, photorealistic :: masterpiece, incredible composition, amazing depth, imposing, meticulously composed, high definition
Prompt: Busy futuristic spaceport with spaceships and cargo traffic, futuristic vehicles, mix of dieselpunk and steampunk and cyberpunk, a solitary moon glowing low on the horizon. Inspired by the works of Eddie Del Rio, Luke Aegis, Alex Pronin, Jan Ditlev, and Stas Yurev. Bright midday light, hard shadows.
Prompt: Masterpiece stunning mesmerizing illustration of a massive space battleship, showcasing intricately detailed robotic elements. Aim for a photorealistic quality with dynamic lighting, highlighting glowing orange tones that reflect off the ship's metallic surfaces. This impressive vessel should majestically soar above a richly detailed steampunk cityscape, complete with towering brass structures, complex machinery, and atmospheric steam. The scene should be bursting with vibrant colors and meticulous designs, incorporating imaginative elements like floating airships, spinning gears, and industrial smokestacks. Strive to achieve a dreamlike yet realistic visual effect that draws the viewer into this fantastical world. Detailed and intricate artwork that blends elements of fantasy, surrealism, and futuristic themes. The piece should evoke a sense of wonder and awe, utilizing techniques reminiscent of watercolor, Patchwork-style of Tomasz Setowski, Jean-Baptiste Monge and Hayao Miyazaki. As create by H.R. Giger, Catherine Abel and Paul Klee , Use stunning color oil drawing.
Prompt: Cosmic hero (man, muscular, handsome, arms upraised in triumph) wearing a futuristic uniform, backlit by brilliant celestial energies :: by Pino Daeni, Luis Royo, and Tom Bagshaw, John William Waterhouse, Hoàng Lập, Justin Gerard :: full shot, eye level :: hyperrealistic, hyper detailed, photorealistic :: a masterpiece, incredible composition, amazing depth, imposing, meticulously composed
Prompt: Futuristic radar stations (exploded view, details) with giant radomes in a miles-long line across flat Arctic tundra, high winds blowing snow drifts, dim sun very low on horizon :: wide angle shot, eye level, soft focus :: hyperrealistic, hyper detailed, photorealistic :: a masterpiece, incredible composition, amazing depth, imposing, meticulously composed, GS=5.0, NIS=40.0
Prompt: A solitary figure known as the Archivist stands at the edge of an immense obsidian platform suspended above a twilight desert. Robes of black silk and glass-thread flare behind them, etched with constellations that shift like living ink. A translucent sphere of captured light floats before the Archivist’s outstretched hand, its surface rippling with miniature suns in their final flare. One hand is lifted in quiet invocation; the other steadies a staff traced with orbit diagrams and luminous runes that pulse like heartbeats.
The scene unfolds from a low vantage at platform level, looking outward into the immense spiral of desert dunes below. Each dune curves into the next, forming concentric rings of sand that stretch to a horizon blurred by heat and dust. Overhead, an eclipsed sun hangs in perfect balance — its corona a crown of molten fire, the surrounding sky falling from violet to black through a haze of ember-colored wind.
Every gust across the desert lifts curtains of luminous dust that swirl and rise toward the platform. The particles glow faintly, painting calligraphic trails through the air before dissolving into the gathering night. The Archivist’s robes whip in the wind, becoming script themselves — a language written by gravity and flame. The sphere reflects the eclipse as a refracted storm of light, bending reality around it.
The platform tiles beneath the Archivist’s feet are inlaid with faint silver lines that map forgotten constellations. The air vibrates softly with static and the smell of ozone, as if every atom remembers the stars that birthed it. Heat shimmer ripples along the horizon, melting sky and earth into a single luminous fabric.
Foreground: the Archivist and the glowing sphere; Midground: the vast drop to desert spirals; Background: the dying eclipse bleeding into a cosmic void. Lighting radiates from two sources — the cool halo of the eclipsed corona and the warm, inner blaze of the suns within the sphere — creating a double exposure of gold and indigo. The world feels silent, reverent, on the edge of revelation.
Rendered in the heroic-fantasy oil style of Boris Vallejo, Frank Frazetta, and Ken Kelly; mythic realism, rich atmosphere, dramatic chiaroscuro, glowing dust motes drifting through shadowed air, every surface breathing with light and silence.
--mod cinematic lighting, --mod rim light, --mod volumetric light beams, --mod golden backscatter, --mod glass refraction bloom, --mod cosmic dust motes, --mod desaturated palette core, --mod mythic realism, --mod dynamic composition, --mod central hero lockup
Prompt: A massive alien insectoid with over-articulated joints and armored plates crouches near a stunned human explorer in soft-lit interior terrain. The surrounding environment curves into parabolic architecture, studded with pods and bulbous tech, colored in pastel yellows and greens. Light shafts highlight the creature's textures and the subtle panic of the moment. Surreal tone.
--mod curved architecture, --mod pastel palette, --mod insectoid alien, --mod human tension, --mod interior space, --mod light beams
Prompt: Shiny extra-wide all-black biomorphic ultramodern train, sleek and futuristic design, high-tech details, speeding across a vast planet landscape, low distant mountains, fluffy white clouds filling the sky, large blue moon near the horizon, digital illustration, detailed and dynamic, sharp focus on the train, planet surface textures, futuristic lighting effects, by a blend of Syd Mead and H.R. Giger.
Prompt: A levitating arboreal mining drone shaped like a seedpod, extruding roots into glowing ore veins | mixed-media illustration | inspired by Moebius and deep sea bioluminescence | suspended in a vast sinkhole forest of sentient vines and pulsating flora | translucent glow from the cavern walls and firefly-like insects | curious and alien, equal parts nurturing and invasive
Prompt: Elaborate glass research center nestled inside a polar crevasse, polished brass and steel elements, shrouded in blue mist and lit from within :: intricate steampunk and art deco elements :: by Keith Parkinson, Artur Rosa, Martin Deschambault, Stephen Hickman, trending on ArtStation :: wide shot, eye level, soft blue-white light, chiaroscuro:1.9 :: hyperrealistic, hyper detailed, photorealistic :: masterpiece, incredible composition, amazing depth, imposing, meticulously composed, high definition, breathtaking, epic
Prompt: A rugged Martian landscape with jagged red rock formations under a bright, cloudless sky. In the foreground, a woman representing a adventurous explorer stands gazing into the distance. She has long, flowing blonde hair, blue-green eyes, and wears intricate and futuristic black armor which contrasts strongly with the surrounding red rocks. She carries a futuristic backpack slung over one shoulder, its carrying strap worn with use and caked with red dirt. In the sky behind her, a sleek aerodynamic spacecraft (metallic with white and blue accents, exploded view, details) rises into the cloudless sky, indicating a sense of motion and energy. The scene is drenched in a rich, fiery red glow, highlighting the woman's presence on an alien world. The overall aesthetic combines elements of science fiction exploration, evoking the spirit of adventure in an alien setting :: by Pino Daeni, Luis Royo, Tom Bagshaw, John William Waterhouse, Hoàng Lập, Justin Gerard :: full shot, eye level, soft focus :: hyperrealistic, hyper detailed, photorealistic :: masterpiece, incredible composition, amazing depth, imposing, meticulously composed
Prompt: Fantasy image in the style of Rodney Matthews: a beetle artificer (wearing magnifying lenses made from tiny water droplets held in frames of woven grass fiber) has his workshop inside an abandoned snail shell. He is surrounded by tiny mechanical projects he is working on: gears carved from seeds mesh with levers of thin twigs, while water wheels made of leaves harness dewdrop power. Through the shell's spiral windows, the towering grass forest stretches up into misty heights. Detailed background, fantastic lighting, detailed shadows, intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp, portrait by Dorota Pietrowiak, high-contrast illustration :: full shot, eye level, soft focus :: hyperrealistic, hyper detailed, photorealistic :: masterpiece, incredible composition, amazing depth, imposing, meticulously composed
Prompt: A fantastical, otherworldly scene set in a deep, star-filled night sky, where a massive, floating city-like structure that resembles a giant, spherical spaceship is intricately detailed with numerous spires, domes, and glowing lights, creating a futuristic and alien aesthetic. The structure is bathed in a luminescent blue light, giving it a surreal, almost ethereal appearance :: wide shot, eye level, deep focus :: hyperrealistic, hyper detailed, photorealistic :: masterpiece, incredible composition, amazing depth, imposing, meticulously composed, high definition
Prompt: <L1> A futuristic tractor-trailer rig idles at a city intersection, flanked by low-profile civic cars and cargo drones—each vehicle shaped by terrain-adaptive logic and Syd Mead’s aerodynamic-industrial aesthetic. The rig features a domed pilot canopy, podular cargo modules, chromed exoshell housing with signal-orange hatches, and modular treads beneath articulated skirting. Cars behind and beside it showcase rounded canopies, recessed wheel arches, and subtle lift-thrust systems. Civic signage, textured crosswalks, and amber-lit lane markers imply an advanced but orderly urban transit grid.
Midground buildings rise as modular brutalist towers with interlinking skywalks and reflective cladding. High-speed monorail lines snake through upper tiers, while curved overhangs and pedestrian platforms frame the scene with functional asymmetry. Chrome detailing and matte underlays create strong surface contrast across machines and architecture. The image captures a lived-in techno-utopia—neither pristine nor worn, but in continuous, elegant use.
Scene lighting evokes a sunset bounce—golden light reflecting off vehicle hulls, casting ambient occlusion shadows. Color is functional: chrome blue, matte grey, industrial off-white, and signal orange unify form with purpose. Camera sits low at observer height, foregrounding the massive scale of the rig and the civic logic of its companions. Every surface exhibits tactile finish, utility labeling, and high-fidelity rendering logic.
<L2> digital painting, concept art, photoreal finish
<L3> Syd Mead-style techno-urban futurism, industrial optimism
<L4> sunset bounce light, HDRI ambient realism
<L5> chrome blue, matte grey, signal orange, industrial off-white
<L6> low-angle observer shot, rig centered, foreground lane cues, midground depth anchors
Prompt: Floating machines (biomechanical design, glowing bioluminescent details, intricate metallic tentacles, metallic exoskeleton, pulsating energy core) hover over a partially destroyed machine, tearing it apart :: infinite flat Tron:Legacy-like plain :: by Dylan Cole, David Levy, Nick Runge :: vibrant color palette of deep purples, blues, and greens enhances the dramatic lighting, creating an ultra-realistic, high-resolution digital artwork :: hyperrealistic, hyper detailed, photorealistic :: masterpiece, incredible composition, amazing depth, imposing, meticulously composed, high definition
Prompt: Starship captain (female, beautiful, blonde hair, sleek white futuristic space uniform with gold trim, slender physique, perfect fair skin with warm undertones, flawless tone and texture, facing the viewer), behind her looms a massive spaceship (exploded view, details) :: bright blue sky, white clouds, futuristic tower in the distance :: by Beeple, Noah Bradley, Cyril Roland, Ross Tran, Fred Gambino, Chris Moore :: full shot, low angle, deep focus :: hyperrealistic, hyper detailed, photorealistic :: masterpiece, incredible composition, amazing depth, imposing, meticulously composed, high definition
Prompt: Full length, full color portrait of a wizard dressed in loose black robes covered with (intricate arcane symbols in gold thread), summoning arcane powers with his upraise hands :: study filled with leather bound books covered in glowing scripts :: intricate carvings on the walls and ceiling, majestic marble floor with intricate scientific designs and patterns inlaid in silver :: by Pino Daeni, Luis Royo, and Tom Bagshaw, John William Waterhouse :: hyperrealistic, hyper detailed, photorealistic :: a masterpiece, incredible composition, amazing depth, imposing, meticulously composed
Prompt: A four-legged robotic weapons system (multi-barrel miniguns, armor plate, exploded view, details) on patrol, guarding an alien temple complex, (alien, rough stone, ancient) surrounded by weird fern-like trees and deep blue-green plants :: alien world :: by Jim Burns, Pino Daeni, Luis Royo, Chris Foss, Fred Gambino, Chris Moore :: full shot, eye level :: hyperrealistic, hyper detailed, photorealistic :: masterpiece, incredible composition, amazing depth, imposing, meticulously composed, high definition
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.
