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    LudasStyle, score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, Female, PG, Physical characteristics: Elegant facial features, pale skin, striking dark eyes, flowing red hair composed of heart shapes, full body, full body shot Clothing and accessories: Red, heart-shaped elements enveloping her body and head; intricate earrings visible, Position: Reclining or emerging from the playing card, with one hand extended gracefully, Background: Dark backdrop with smoky, ethereal effects, scattered red hearts and poker chips enhancing the thematic composition, Main element: Queen of Hearts playing card, creatively designed with a vivid, surreal touch, Art style: Hyper-realistic with fantasy elements, emphasizing red tones and a luxurious, dramatic atmosphere,
    A hyperrealistic surreal scene reimagined with a **shingles motif**: an enormous pair of hands, crafted from cracked, shingles, emerges from a crunchy, shingles-textured desert floor. The hands cradle a piece of the night sky, their fingers ancient and weathered, with faintly glowing constellations visible beneath their shingles, layered surfaces. Between the hands, a swirling cosmic portal pulsates, its edges shimmering with shingles-like fragments, revealing shifting glimpses of alternate realities—neon cities, endless ocean waves, and burning red sands, all textured with intricate shingles patterns. A lone traveler in a flowing robe, their attire subtly layered with shingles-inspired textures, approaches the hands, reaching out. Their shadow stretches unnaturally in the opposite direction, as if resisting, its edges jagged and fragmented like broken chips. The sky above is shattered, resembling stained glass, with floating pieces of golden and dark shingles fragments drifting in all directions. The scene is a breathtaking surrealist masterpiece, blending hyperrealism with cosmic wonder, reflecting themes of fate, cosmic intervention, and the fragility of reality—all infused with the whimsical crunch of mad-shingles.
    The early light of dawn cascaded over the rolling hills, painting the world in a vibrant tapestry of pastel hues. Dew-kissed grasses gently swayed in the enchanting breeze, harmonizing with the distant melody of trickling streams meandering through the verdant meadows. A sense of tranquility lingered in the air, as if nature itself held its breath in anticipation. Amidst this picturesque landscape, nestled beneath an ancient oak tree, a small village came into view. The thatched roofs of quaint cottages peeked through the thick canopy of emerald leaves, their chimneys playfully releasing faint puffs of smoke into the ethereal atmosphere. Cobblestone paths meandered between the houses, their worn surfaces evoking a sense of timeless tales whispered among generations. In the heart of the village stood a modest plaza, adorned with vibrant flower beds. Delicate blossoms of every hue danced gracefully in the gentle zephyrs, their fragrance mingling harmoniously with the air. Rustic market stalls lined the square, showcasing wares from a faraway realm. Gleaming swords, intricately embroidered garments, and spellbound artifacts teased the imagination, their enchantment enticing souls with promises of adventures yet to unfold. As the village awoke, its inhabitants emerged from their cozy dwellings, embracing the day with wide smiles and eager eyes. Children darted through the streets, their laughter echoing against weatherworn walls, while bakers prepared warm loaves of bread that filled the air with an intoxicating aroma. The blacksmiths rhythmic hammering resounded, a symphony mimicking the heartbeat of a world brimming with endless possibilities. Amid the bustling village square, a cloaked figure appeared. Their presence seemed to materialize out of the mist, an enigma among the ordinary. The figures eyes, as blue and piercing as the clearest azure skies, surveyed the surroundings with a serene wisdom that belied their youthful countenance. Tendrils of their raven-black hair escaped from beneath the hood, caressed by the breeze like midnight serpents whispering secrets carried from distant realms. Whispers of the figures arrival coursed through the village, as villagers peered curiously from behind windows and doorways. A hushed awe blanketed the plaza, as if the world momentarily held its breath, captivated by the mythic potentiality that emanated from this mysterious figure. Rinkling hands clutched worry stones or those of loved ones, while restless hearts yearned for stories untold and marvels yet to be discovered. As the figure moved through the gathering, time appeared to slow, as if each step forged ripples that traversed realms both seen and unseen. Their presence, an enigmatic catalyst, awakened dormant desires and ignited flickering embers of long-forgotten dreams. Whispers of lost magic and hidden realms filled the air, intriguing the village dwellers and drawing them closer to the figure, eager to hear the tales waiting to be woven. And so, enveloped in an aura of anticipation and wonder, this unassuming village became the threshold to a world where the lines between imagination and reality blurred where heroes were forged, legends were born, and the ethereal dance of the fantastical unfolded amidst the tapestry of the extraordinary.
    LudasStyle, score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, Female, PG, Physical characteristics: Elegant facial features, pale skin, striking dark eyes, flowing red hair composed of heart shapes, full body, full body shot Clothing and accessories: Red, heart-shaped elements enveloping her body and head; intricate earrings visible, Position: Reclining or emerging from the playing card, with one hand extended gracefully, Background: Dark backdrop with smoky, ethereal effects, scattered red hearts and poker chips enhancing the thematic composition, Main element: Queen of Hearts playing card, creatively designed with a vivid, surreal touch, Art style: Hyper-realistic with fantasy elements, emphasizing red tones and a luxurious, dramatic atmosphere,
    The sun slowly sets behind an ethereal range of majestic snow-capped mountains, casting a warm golden light across a sprawling emerald meadow. Dew-laden grasses sway gently in a welcoming breeze, whispering secrets to the ancient oak trees that stand sentinel nearby. The air is rich with the scents of wildflowers and fresh earth, a tantalizing blend that ignites the senses and draws forth a feeling of anticipation. In the clearings center, a crystalline brook dances merrily, its waters shimmering like liquid sapphires under the enchanting dusk sky. Its melodic babbling fills the air, its song a soothing harmony that lulls even the most restless of hearts into blissful tranquility. The gentle melody calls to woodland creatures, who emerge from the depths of the surrounding forest to listen, their eyes glimmering with curiosity and mischief. Beyond the brook, a hidden path winds its way through the verdant undergrowth, carpeted in mosses and adorned with the delicate petals of forgotten blossoms. The path beckons with ancient whispers, its mysteries inviting those brave enough to embark upon its winding course. Trees, with trunks gnarled like twisted fingers, lean toward the path as if yearning to divulge their secrets, while their vibrant leaves create a canopy of kaleidoscopic hues that dapple the earth like glorious confetti. As twilight deepens, the clearings enchantment intensifies, revealing a shimmering veil that sways gently in the breeze. It is a portal, a gateway to realms unknown, created by ancients who wielded powerful magic long ago. Swirling, opalescent hues of cobalt, amethyst, and emerald weave in and out of one another, seemingly guided by an unseen hand. Within, glimpses of breathtaking landscapes appear, vivid and seemingly tangible colossal mountains that scrape the heavens, celestial rivers that gleam like liquid starlight, and ethereal cities built upon clouds. Beyond this magical threshold, wisps of luminescent mist weave and dance like ethereal fireflies, whispering enchantments from long-lost tongues. These words weave tales of forgotten heroes, epic quests, and unimaginable wonders. The very air is alive with anticipation, pregnant with the promise of perilous adventures and extraordinary discoveries. In this moment, a figure materializes on the threshold, their presence emanating an aura of otherworldly grace. Clad in flowing robes woven from celestial silk, the figure commands attention, their eyes glistening with a wisdom earned over lifetimes. With a single purposeful step, they cross the portals threshold, stepping into the unknown, where destiny awaits, where the threads of reality and fantasy intertwine, and where the unimaginable becomes tangible. And so begins the tale, the first page of an ancient book yet to be penned, beckoning readers to turn it and embark upon an extraordinary journey through fantastical lands and unforgettable characters.
    The sun slowly sets behind an ethereal range of majestic snow-capped mountains, casting a warm golden light across a sprawling emerald meadow. Dew-laden grasses sway gently in a welcoming breeze, whispering secrets to the ancient oak trees that stand sentinel nearby. The air is rich with the scents of wildflowers and fresh earth, a tantalizing blend that ignites the senses and draws forth a feeling of anticipation. In the clearings center, a crystalline brook dances merrily, its waters shimmering like liquid sapphires under the enchanting dusk sky. Its melodic babbling fills the air, its song a soothing harmony that lulls even the most restless of hearts into blissful tranquility. The gentle melody calls to woodland creatures, who emerge from the depths of the surrounding forest to listen, their eyes glimmering with curiosity and mischief. Beyond the brook, a hidden path winds its way through the verdant undergrowth, carpeted in mosses and adorned with the delicate petals of forgotten blossoms. The path beckons with ancient whispers, its mysteries inviting those brave enough to embark upon its winding course. Trees, with trunks gnarled like twisted fingers, lean toward the path as if yearning to divulge their secrets, while their vibrant leaves create a canopy of kaleidoscopic hues that dapple the earth like glorious confetti. As twilight deepens, the clearings enchantment intensifies, revealing a shimmering veil that sways gently in the breeze. It is a portal, a gateway to realms unknown, created by ancients who wielded powerful magic long ago. Swirling, opalescent hues of cobalt, amethyst, and emerald weave in and out of one another, seemingly guided by an unseen hand. Within, glimpses of breathtaking landscapes appear, vivid and seemingly tangible colossal mountains that scrape the heavens, celestial rivers that gleam like liquid starlight, and ethereal cities built upon clouds. Beyond this magical threshold, wisps of luminescent mist weave and dance like ethereal fireflies, whispering enchantments from long-lost tongues. These words weave tales of forgotten heroes, epic quests, and unimaginable wonders. The very air is alive with anticipation, pregnant with the promise of perilous adventures and extraordinary discoveries. In this moment, a figure materializes on the threshold, their presence emanating an aura of otherworldly grace. Clad in flowing robes woven from celestial silk, the figure commands attention, their eyes glistening with a wisdom earned over lifetimes. With a single purposeful step, they cross the portals threshold, stepping into the unknown, where destiny awaits, where the threads of reality and fantasy intertwine, and where the unimaginable becomes tangible. And so begins the tale, the first page of an ancient book yet to be penned, beckoning readers to turn it and embark upon an extraordinary journey through fantastical lands and unforgettable characters.
    A big four leaf clover on a bubble emerging out of the water while being held by a hand of a female underwater, casting a cascade of droplets in all directions, refracting colorful light in the droplets, color burst, explosion, fused, color bomb, HDR.
    A big four leaf clover on a bubble emerging out of the water while being held by a hand of a female underwater, casting a cascade of droplets in all directions, refracting colorful light in the droplets, color burst, explosion, fused, color bomb, HDR.
    A big four leaf clover on a bubble emerging out of the water while being held by a hand of a female underwater, casting a cascade of droplets in all directions, refracting colorful light in the droplets, color burst, explosion, fused, color bomb, HDR.
    A big four leaf clover on a bubble emerging out of the water while being held by two hands underwater, casting a cascade of droplets in all directions, refracting colorful light in the droplets, color burst, explosion, fused, color bomb, HDR.
    Pov: two hands underwater holding a bubble enclosing one big four-leaf clover in a bubble emerging out of the water , casting a cascade of droplets in all directions, refracting colorful light in the droplets, color burst, explosion, fused, color bomb, HDR.
    A visually stunning scene unfolds as the sun sets over a serene, secluded beach. The sky transforms into a breathtaking spectrum of vibrant colors, reflecting hues of tangerine, goldenrod, and fiery crimson. Rays of light cascade from the horizon, casting a golden glow upon the tranquil azure waters, shimmering as if adorned with diamonds. As the ocean gently kisses the shore, wispy waves unfurl in harmonious rhythm, creating a mesmerizing symphony of foaming crests and glistening cascades. The water emanates a radiant warmth, inviting a sense of tranquility and serenity to envelop the entire scene. On the sand, the twilight hour bathes the landscape in a soft, diffused light, casting long, captivating shadows that dance with the ocean breeze. Seashells glimmer amidst the warm sand, reflecting the fading light like delicate pearls scattered by an unseen hand. Witnessing this picturesque spectacle, the silhouettes of palm trees sway gracefully against the enchanting canvas. Their slender branches, adorned with lush, verdant fronds, create intricate patterns against the fiery sky, adding a touch of exotic allure to the scene. The air is filled with a symphony of nature's melodic elements - the rhythmic sound of crashing waves, the gentle rustling of palm leaves, and the harmonic chorus of seagulls echoing in the distance. The wafting scent of briny sea salt and tropical blooms fills the air, adding to the sensory feast that unfolds before one's eyes. As the sun gracefully dips below the horizon, a celestial radiance emerges, painting the sky with a vast expanse of stars. The constellations begin to reveal themselves, sparkling like tiny gems strewn across a velvet canvas. The moon, luminous and full, casts its ethereal light, illuminating the surroundings with a silvery, ethereal glow. This visually stunning scene encapsulates a moment of sheer beauty and tranquility, a magical convergence of colors, textures, and elements that captivate the senses and leave an indelible imprint on the viewer's soul.
    The silence of the cosmos stretched endlessly, broken only by the faint hum emanating from the warp engines of the starship, Prometheus. Nestled amidst a sea of twinkling stars, the vessel sailed through the velvety blackness of space, its sleek metallic hull glinting under the distant gaze of distant galaxies. Captain Selene Harkin, a veteran astronaut with platinum tresses cascading down her back, stood at the helm of Prometheus, her cerulean eyes fixated on the vast expanse before her. Her mind danced with anticipation, acutely aware that every flicker and pulse of the universe held untold secrets waiting to be unraveled. Beside her, the soft glow of holographic displays bathed Commander Alexander Coles angular features as he calculated intricate navigational trajectories. His nimble fingers danced effortlessly across the console, their purposeful movements mirroring the quiet intensity of his cerulean gaze. Suddenly, a brilliant burst of luminosity, like a celestial firework erupting into existence, shattered the tranquility. Electrifying hues of violet, sapphire, and emerald flickered and danced as a previously unseen rift tore open in the fabric of reality, exposing the raw essence of the unknown. The crew watched in awestruck wonder, their breaths held captive as the anomaly stretched wider, beckoning with irresistible intrigue. With delicate precision, Captain Harkins voice cut through the silence, her words laden with an air of curiosity and apprehension, Commander, analyze the rift. What lies beyond Alarmed yet undeterred, Commander Cole busied himself navigating the ship closer, each calculated movement in perfect harmony with the cosmic dance unfolding before them. He glanced at Captain Harkin, his eyes reflecting the complex tapestry of emotions within, and responded, Unknown, Captain. The readings are unlike anything weve encountered before, an anomaly within an anomaly. Adrenaline surged through their veins as Prometheus eased its way through the transcendent threshold. The very fabric of space-time quivered around them, whispering secrets of long-forgotten civilizations and obscured realms of existence. A kaleidoscope of scintillating lights enveloped the starship, enveloping it in a celestial embrace. As the view obscured by the anomaly cleared, a new vista emerged a celestial tapestry painted across the backdrop of eternity. An alien world blossomed before them, its sprawling terrain a chromatic mosaic of vibrant hues, an anatomy unique to the cosmic masterpiece unfolding at their feet. Captain Harkins voice wavered with a mix of awe and trepidation, her hands gripping the console firmly as she articulated words laced with infinite possibility, We have crossed unimaginable boundaries, embarked upon a journey to the enigmatic frontiers of existence. What lies ahead may shape the course of humanitys understanding of the universe itself. With unwavering determination, the crew of Prometheus stood united, their hearts thrumming with the resonance of the unknown, ready to unravel the impenetrable mysteries of this newfound realm and redefine the notion of possibility itself.
    The scene depicts a hyperrealistic vintage dining room steeped in a hauntingly elegant atmosphere. Warm, dim lighting casts elongated shadows that stretch across the room, as golden Godray beams filter through a nearby window, illuminating floating dust particles with an ethereal glow. A classic American girl doll sits to one side of the table. Long brunette curls cascade with unsettlingly human-like texture, contrasting its steampunk-inspired belly of exposed gears and metallic embellishments. Dust coats its intricate mechanisms, blending it into the room's decayed elegance. The doll's porcelain face, weathered with cracks and faded paint, bears an expression that’s unsettlingly lifelike, its gaze following you no matter where you stand. Amid this unsettling beauty, horrific spectral figures loom. Wispy, translucent forms with contorted faces and glowing, hollow eyes emerge from the shadows. Their bodies twist and writhe unnaturally, like malevolent marionettes. Draped in tattered, spectral garments, they move soundlessly, their presence marked by the faint sound of creaking wood and muffled whispers. These ghastly apparitions hover over the table, reaching skeletal hands toward the doll and the decayed fruits, as if drawn by the echoes of time and decay. The juxtaposition of spectral terror and the room’s timeless elegance creates an atmosphere that is as captivating as it is horrifying. monsterlora, teeth, many eyes, ais-ghostly, novuschroma style
    A crimson sunset casts a golden glow across an idyllic landscape, creating a visually impressive scene that captivates the senses. The sky is a tapestry of vibrant hues ranging from fiery orange to deep indigo, displaying the waning light of day and heralding the arrival of the twilight hour. As dusk falls, the sun descends toward the horizon, illuminating the world below with its mesmerizing radiance and casting long, majestic shadows. The landscape, adorned with meandering rivers, lush rolling hills, and verdant valleys, comes alive in this transient moment of breathtaking beauty. In the foreground, a serene lake reflects the skys resplendent colors like a mirrored canvas, doubling the visual impact. The water shimmers and ripples with ethereal brilliance, creating an enchanting dance of light and movement. Graceful waterfowl glide across its surface, leaving trails of ripples tracing their path and adding a touch of life to the scene. Clustering on the lakes edge, a symphony of trees sways gently in the evening breeze. Their leaves catch the fading light, transforming their usual hues into a kaleidoscope of oranges, reds, and yellows. Each tree stands tall and proud, creating a mesmerizing tapestry of hues against the serene backdrop of the lake and sky. In the distance, a mighty mountain range emerges, its peaks bathed in soft, lilac shades against a backdrop of darkening skies. Shadows dance between the jagged crevices, accentuating the rugged grandeur and showcasing the power of natures sculpting hand. As the sun dips lower, its warm glow casts a radiant veil over every detail of the landscape. The intricate patterns of flora and fauna become luminously highlighted, revealing their sublime beauty with newfound depth and clarity. A gentle silence envelopes the scene, broken only by the soft whispers of nature. The air is filled with the sweet aroma of blossoms and the earthy scent of damp soil, further enhancing the sensory experience and deepening the sense of immersion. This visually impressive scene reaches its pinnacle as the last rays of sunlight embrace the entire panorama, bathing it in a soft, otherworldly glow. It is a fleeting moment where time seems to stand still, reminding us of the breathtaking beauty that exists in the world, and instilling a sense of profound awe and tranquility within those fortunate enough to witness it.
    A big four leaf clover on a bubble emerging out of the water while being held by two hands underwater, casting a cascade of droplets in all directions, refracting colorful light in the droplets, color burst, explosion, fused, color bomb, HDR.
    Pov: two hands underwater holding a bubble enclosing one big four-leaf clover in a bubble emerging out of the water , casting a cascade of droplets in all directions, refracting colorful light in the droplets, color burst, explosion, fused, color bomb, HDR.
    A big four leaf clover on a bubble emerging out of the water while being cupped by two hands underwater pov, casting a cascade of droplets in all directions, refracting colorful light in the droplets, color burst, explosion, fused, color bomb, HDR.
    A stunningly beautiful gothic woman embodying the essence of femininity, fertility, and purity, standing gracefully in a sunlit meadow filled with blooming wildflowers. Her long, flowing black redhair, reminiscent of red wine, cascades down her back, catching the light and shimmering like a halo around her. She wears a delicate, ethereal gown made of soft, black sheer fabric that billows gently with the breeze, accentuating her graceful figure and evoking a sense of innocence and serenity. The camera captures her from a low, upward angle, emphasizing her stature and the divine quality of her presence, making her appear as if she is emerging from nature itself. The sunlight filters through the trees, creating a dappled effect around her, and illuminating her flawless white skin, which glows with a natural radiance. Her deep blue eyes, reflecting the beauty of the meadow, are filled with warmth and compassion, inviting viewers to connect with her essence. In one hand, she holds a cluster of vibrant wildflowers, symbolizing life and fertility, while the other hand gently rests on her heart, signifying love and purity. The background is a soft blur of colorful flowers and greenery, creating a dreamy atmosphere that enhances her ethereal beauty. This portrait captures not only the visual appeal but also the profound essence of womanhood, leaving viewers in awe of the stunning portrayal of femininity and grace.
    A hyperrealistic surreal scene reimagined with a **shingles motif**: an enormous pair of hands, crafted from cracked, shingles, emerges from a crunchy, shingles-textured desert floor. The hands cradle a piece of the night sky, their fingers ancient and weathered, with faintly glowing constellations visible beneath their shingles, layered surfaces. Between the hands, a swirling cosmic portal pulsates, its edges shimmering with shingles-like fragments, revealing shifting glimpses of alternate realities—neon cities, endless ocean waves, and burning red sands, all textured with intricate shingles patterns. A lone traveler in a flowing robe, their attire subtly layered with shingles-inspired textures, approaches the hands, reaching out. Their shadow stretches unnaturally in the opposite direction, as if resisting, its edges jagged and fragmented like broken chips. The sky above is shattered, resembling stained glass, with floating pieces of golden and dark shingles fragments drifting in all directions. The scene is a breathtaking surrealist masterpiece, blending hyperrealism with cosmic wonder, reflecting themes of fate, cosmic intervention, and the fragility of reality—all infused with the whimsical crunch of mad-shingles.
    A hyperrealistic surreal scene reimagined with a **shingles motif**: an enormous pair of hands, crafted from cracked, shingles, emerges from a crunchy, shingles-textured desert floor. The hands cradle a piece of the night sky, their fingers ancient and weathered, with faintly glowing constellations visible beneath their shingles, layered surfaces. Between the hands, a swirling cosmic portal pulsates, its edges shimmering with shingles-like fragments, revealing shifting glimpses of alternate realities—neon cities, endless ocean waves, and burning red sands, all textured with intricate shingles patterns. A lone traveler in a flowing robe, their attire subtly layered with shingles-inspired textures, approaches the hands, reaching out. Their shadow stretches unnaturally in the opposite direction, as if resisting, its edges jagged and fragmented like broken chips. The sky above is shattered, resembling stained glass, with floating pieces of golden and dark shingles fragments drifting in all directions. The scene is a breathtaking surrealist masterpiece, blending hyperrealism with cosmic wonder, reflecting themes of fate, cosmic intervention, and the fragility of reality—all infused with the whimsical crunch of mad-shingles.
    realistic,a army of submerged skeletal zombies emerging from a muddy swamp,male,female, dripping with water and mud,fangs,glowing white eyes, as it walks towards the viewer with an outstretched hand to grab them. Ensure the description includes eerie and swamp-like surroundings. <lora:VampireFangs-Prodigy-d16-a1:1> <lora:add_detail:1>
    Runnin' through emergency rooms, Spinning wheels and ceiling fans, My handshake, cellophane, landscape, mannequin, Faking it the best I can, It's Cadillac, Cadillac red, No hands on the steering wheel, I'm crashing this save-a-ho puppet show, UFO obliterate the way I feel, (Large Files, Ultra Realistic, 8K, 16k, FHD, HD, VFX, Perfect, Photography, composition, Architecture Sales Photography, Architecture Competition, Ultra High Resolution, Cinematography, High Resolution Image:1.1), (dramatic lighting, direct sunlight, ray tracing, clear shadow:1.2), (real landscape:1.1), (blurred background:1.0), (urban background, more_details) , great lighting, clear, extremely detailed
    A full portrait of a dystopian, elemental particles, (polymath, 1.3), (painter, 1.2), (scientist, 1.1), (Leonardo da Vinci, 1.4) emerges within the depths of time. Cloaked in Renaissance attire, he dons a lavish, velvet doublet, complemented by a silk cravat. The setting for this visual masterpiece unfolds amidst the grandeur of a palatial hall adorned with ornate frescoes and majestic tapestries, basking in the glow of warm, natural lights filtering through stained-glass windows. Captured from an enigmatic, low-angle perspective, the photograph showcases da Vinci in a contemplative pose, with a quill poised in his hand, as if ready to inscribe another groundbreaking revelation. The play of chiaroscuro enhances the allure of his features: (curious eyes, 1.1) with a spark of creative genius, a flowing (beard, 1.2), and (intense gaze, 1.0) that hints at the depth of his intellect. In this visual ode to one of history's greatest minds, Leonardo da Vinci's (inquisitive mind, 1.3) and (innovative spirit, 1.2) shine brighter than ever, an eternal testament to his enduring legacy.
    score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, best quality, masterpiece, evil frozen dragon, walking through a dark, foggy cyberpunk forest, surrounded by ghostly apparitions of past warriors, dragon emerging from the mist, body made of ice and metal, vibrant red firefly lightning illuminating the scene, large glowing sword in hand, trees covered in frost, deep blacks contrasting with bright frozen hues, magical particles in the air, moonlight barely piercing through the fog, dragon preparing for a duel, low-angled perspective
    As the sun descended towards the horizon, casting a warm golden hue that mirrored off the surface of a serene lake, the hills surrounding it glowed with a kaleidoscope of colors. A gentle breeze rustled through the tall, whispering grass, creating a harmonious melody that danced alongside the melody of nature. The air was fragrant with the sweet scent of wildflowers, wafting on the wind, as if nature itself had prepared a grand bouquet. In the distance, the mighty mountains stood proudly, their majestic peaks piercing the sky. Their snow-capped crowns glistened under the waning sunlight, as if encrusted with diamonds. The mountains seemed to whisper secrets, as wisps of mist gracefully meandered around their base, caressing the green valleys that lay below. Amidst this natural symphony, a cascading waterfall stole the show. Its thunderous roar echoed through the land, drowning out all other sounds. Powerful streams of water tumbled with force, descending from great heights in majestic freefall, before crashing into a crystal-clear pool below. Shimmering droplets rose from the impact, creating a dazzling shimmer that slowly dissolved into the air. A lone oak tree stood at the edge of the waterfall, its towering branches reaching out as if in a perpetual embrace with the heavens. The leaves shimmered in the sunlight, creating an ever-changing kaleidoscope of colors that mesmerized anyone lucky enough to witness it. The tree's mighty trunk was adorned with delicate vines, draped like elegant curtains, showcasing nature's artistry. In its sheltered shade, a kaleidoscope of vibrant butterflies flitted and fluttered, adding a touch of ethereal beauty to an already magical scene. Above, the sky was awash with a palette of colors. Bands of pink, purple, and orange melted together as the sun painted its final masterpiece. As the day waned, an incredible array of stars began to emerge, twinkling like hidden treasures in the darkening sky. The soft glow of a crescent moon gradually appeared, casting a gentle radiance upon the landscape. In this awe-inspiring scene, time seemed suspended, and the world felt as though it held its breath in reverence. It was a tapestry woven by nature's hand, a symphony composed by the elements, and it evoked a sense of wonder and tranquility that could make even the most hardened soul believe in the magic of the world.
    A quintessential country scene unfolds across the patchwork fields and meadows of the lush countryside. Stone fences and hedgerows divide the rolling expanses of verdant farmland into tidy parcels. An ancient, gnarled willow, its cascade of slender branches forming a canopy over the banks of a gently meandering stream, shades a rustic cottage with a thatched roof. Chickens scatter from the cottage's gardens as a farmer's wife emerges, basket in hand, to collect the day's bounty of freshly laid eggs. A flock of woolly sheep, bells clanging, meanders across an emerald pasture, following a wandering path towards a distant copse of birch trees shimmering with new spring foliage. Puffy clouds drift across an azure sky, casting dappled patterns of light and shadow across the idyllic pastoral tapestry.
    realistic,a army of submerged skeletal zombies emerging from a muddy swamp,male,female, dripping with water and mud,fangs,glowing white eyes, as it walks towards the viewer with an outstretched hand to grab them. Ensure the description includes eerie and swamp-like surroundings. <lora:VampireFangs-Prodigy-d16-a1:1> <lora:add_detail:1>
    a hand emerging from the ground, A moonless night in the cemetery, a cracked tombstone, a twisted zombie's arm with claws sticking out of the ground, an ominous fog, flickering lights, a greenish glow
    Watercolor of a vibrant Buddha emerging from swirling pastel clouds, a lotus in hand, wings unfolding in a spectrum of colors to reveal a detailed cocoon attached to a gnarled branch, backdrop of soft pastel swirls, natural light, ultra fine detail, panoramic view, octane rendering.
    A hand-drawn 80's sci-fi horror illustration (from behind:1.5) in the style of Luis Royo and (Ridley Scott) (Hans Rudolf Giger) (comics art: 1.5).nightmarish sight of eerie derelict bridge of gothic spaceship (warhammer 40k), with broken equipment, flickering emergency lights, analog computers on the walls featuring vacuum lamps, leaking pipes, and sparking wires, illuminated by cold dim fluorescent lamps. Stain of (blood) and (goo) on the floor, with central futuristic captain chair <lora:xl_more_art-full_v1:0.8>
    score_9, score_8_up, 8, score_7_up, solo, fantasy style, masterpiece, 8k, dynamic pose, 20 y.o, <lora:Fantasy_Classes_SD:1>, dynamic angle, unusual angle, dynamic, dynamic composition, In the dim, flickering light, a shadowy figure emerges, its presence cloaked in an air of mystery. Slowly, it reaches out toward the hilt of the shattered runic sword, its movements deliberate yet hesitant. The ancient engravings on the hilt begin to pulse faintly, glowing like a dying ember, their light casting eerie shadows across the figure’s outstretched hand. The closer it gets, the air grows colder, heavy with an otherworldly presence. From the jagged break in the blade, spectral wisps begin to unfurl, curling and twisting like smoke, their forms coalescing into ghostly faces etched with agony. Whispers fill the air—soft at first, but rising into a cacophony of tormented wails. The figure’s hand trembles as its fingers hover just above the hilt, as though sensing the weight of the cursed power it is about to claim. Finally, with a sharp intake of breath, the hand closes around the sword. The runes ignite with a blinding light, and the escaping souls recoil, writhing in both fear and fury. BREAK oil painting, BadDream, negative_hand, NEG_EMBED_STABLE_YOGI_V3, FastNegativeV2, AissistV2 (detailed:1.3), (sharp focus:1.1), medieval style, (expressive face:1.2),,
    score_9, score_8_up, 8, score_7_up, solo, fantasy style, masterpiece, 8k, dynamic pose, 20 y.o, <lora:Fantasy_Classes_SD:1>, dynamic angle, unusual angle, dynamic, dynamic composition, In the dim, flickering light, a shadowy figure emerges, its presence cloaked in an air of mystery. Slowly, it reaches out toward the hilt of the shattered runic sword, its movements deliberate yet hesitant. The ancient engravings on the hilt begin to pulse faintly, glowing like a dying ember, their light casting eerie shadows across the figure’s outstretched hand. The closer it gets, the air grows colder, heavy with an otherworldly presence. From the jagged break in the blade, spectral wisps begin to unfurl, curling and twisting like smoke, their forms coalescing into ghostly faces etched with agony. Whispers fill the air—soft at first, but rising into a cacophony of tormented wails. The figure’s hand trembles as its fingers hover just above the hilt, as though sensing the weight of the cursed power it is about to claim. Finally, with a sharp intake of breath, the hand closes around the sword. The runes ignite with a blinding light, and the escaping souls recoil, writhing in both fear and fury. BREAK oil painting, BadDream, negative_hand, NEG_EMBED_STABLE_YOGI_V3, FastNegativeV2, AissistV2 (detailed:1.3), (sharp focus:1.1), medieval style, (expressive face:1.2),,
    realistic analog photo, award winning photo, amateur photography, head on analog photo of Claudia, feminine woman, 24 yearsold, fit body, toned body, lithe body, supple body, pert d cups, sunburnt skin, tanlines, birthmarks, shoulderlength auburn wavey hair, oblong face, fine features, arched eyebrows heterochromia, round eyes, fleshy upturned nose, thin lips, upturned lips stepping out of tpit, tentacle pit, emerging from white fluid filled cumpool , caught naked pose, (tentacles, restrained by tentacles, :1.3) wet body, wet hair, wearing silk bathrobe, wet bathrobe, soaked bathrobe, seethrough bathrobe, wearing bikini bottoms, seductive smile, alluring, parted lips, hand in hair, high-quality, crisp, sharp, professional-grade, high-resolution, fine detail, accurate colors, low noise, fast shutter speed, wide dynamic range, precise focus RAW, highres, 8k, uhd, High Dynamic Range, tonemapping, crisp details,
    realistic,a submerged skeletal zombie emerging from a muddy swamp, dripping with water and mud,fangs,glowing white eyes, as it walks towards the viewer with an outstretched hand to grab them. Ensure the description includes eerie and swamp-like surroundings. <lora:VampireFangs-Prodigy-d16-a1:1> <lora:add_detail:1>
    The sun slowly sets behind an ethereal range of majestic snow-capped mountains, casting a warm golden light across a sprawling emerald meadow. Dew-laden grasses sway gently in a welcoming breeze, whispering secrets to the ancient oak trees that stand sentinel nearby. The air is rich with the scents of wildflowers and fresh earth, a tantalizing blend that ignites the senses and draws forth a feeling of anticipation. In the clearings center, a crystalline brook dances merrily, its waters shimmering like liquid sapphires under the enchanting dusk sky. Its melodic babbling fills the air, its song a soothing harmony that lulls even the most restless of hearts into blissful tranquility. The gentle melody calls to woodland creatures, who emerge from the depths of the surrounding forest to listen, their eyes glimmering with curiosity and mischief. Beyond the brook, a hidden path winds its way through the verdant undergrowth, carpeted in mosses and adorned with the delicate petals of forgotten blossoms. The path beckons with ancient whispers, its mysteries inviting those brave enough to embark upon its winding course. Trees, with trunks gnarled like twisted fingers, lean toward the path as if yearning to divulge their secrets, while their vibrant leaves create a canopy of kaleidoscopic hues that dapple the earth like glorious confetti. As twilight deepens, the clearings enchantment intensifies, revealing a shimmering veil that sways gently in the breeze. It is a portal, a gateway to realms unknown, created by ancients who wielded powerful magic long ago. Swirling, opalescent hues of cobalt, amethyst, and emerald weave in and out of one another, seemingly guided by an unseen hand. Within, glimpses of breathtaking landscapes appear, vivid and seemingly tangible colossal mountains that scrape the heavens, celestial rivers that gleam like liquid starlight, and ethereal cities built upon clouds. Beyond this magical threshold, wisps of luminescent mist weave and dance like ethereal fireflies, whispering enchantments from long-lost tongues. These words weave tales of forgotten heroes, epic quests, and unimaginable wonders. The very air is alive with anticipation, pregnant with the promise of perilous adventures and extraordinary discoveries. In this moment, a figure materializes on the threshold, their presence emanating an aura of otherworldly grace. Clad in flowing robes woven from celestial silk, the figure commands attention, their eyes glistening with a wisdom earned over lifetimes. With a single purposeful step, they cross the portals threshold, stepping into the unknown, where destiny awaits, where the threads of reality and fantasy intertwine, and where the unimaginable becomes tangible. And so begins the tale, the first page of an ancient book yet to be penned, beckoning readers to turn it and embark upon an extraordinary journey through fantastical lands and unforgettable characters.
    realistic,a submerged skeletal zombie emerging from a muddy swamp, dripping with water and mud,fangs,glowing white eyes, as it walks towards the viewer with an outstretched hand to grab them. Ensure the description includes eerie and swamp-like surroundings. <lora:VampireFangs-Prodigy-d16-a1:1> <lora:add_detail:1>
    realistic,a submerged skeletal zombie emerging from a muddy swamp, dripping with water and mud,fangs,glowing white eyes, as it walks towards the viewer with an outstretched hand to grab them. Ensure the description includes eerie and swamp-like surroundings. <lora:VampireFangs-Prodigy-d16-a1:1> <lora:add_detail:1>
    Watercolor of a vibrant Buddha emerging from swirling pastel clouds, a lotus in hand, wings unfolding in a spectrum of colors to reveal a detailed cocoon attached to a gnarled branch, backdrop of soft pastel swirls, natural light, ultra fine detail, panoramic view, octane rendering.
    A quintessential country scene unfolds across the patchwork fields and meadows of the lush countryside. Stone fences and hedgerows divide the rolling expanses of verdant farmland into tidy parcels. An ancient, gnarled willow, its cascade of slender branches forming a canopy over the banks of a gently meandering stream, shades a rustic cottage with a thatched roof. Chickens scatter from the cottage's gardens as a farmer's wife emerges, basket in hand, to collect the day's bounty of freshly laid eggs. A flock of woolly sheep, bells clanging, meanders across an emerald pasture, following a wandering path towards a distant copse of birch trees shimmering with new spring foliage. Puffy clouds drift across an azure sky, casting dappled patterns of light and shadow across the idyllic pastoral tapestry.
    As the sun descended towards the horizon, casting a warm golden hue that mirrored off the surface of a serene lake, the hills surrounding it glowed with a kaleidoscope of colors. A gentle breeze rustled through the tall, whispering grass, creating a harmonious melody that danced alongside the melody of nature. The air was fragrant with the sweet scent of wildflowers, wafting on the wind, as if nature itself had prepared a grand bouquet. In the distance, the mighty mountains stood proudly, their majestic peaks piercing the sky. Their snow-capped crowns glistened under the waning sunlight, as if encrusted with diamonds. The mountains seemed to whisper secrets, as wisps of mist gracefully meandered around their base, caressing the green valleys that lay below. Amidst this natural symphony, a cascading waterfall stole the show. Its thunderous roar echoed through the land, drowning out all other sounds. Powerful streams of water tumbled with force, descending from great heights in majestic freefall, before crashing into a crystal-clear pool below. Shimmering droplets rose from the impact, creating a dazzling shimmer that slowly dissolved into the air. A lone oak tree stood at the edge of the waterfall, its towering branches reaching out as if in a perpetual embrace with the heavens. The leaves shimmered in the sunlight, creating an ever-changing kaleidoscope of colors that mesmerized anyone lucky enough to witness it. The tree's mighty trunk was adorned with delicate vines, draped like elegant curtains, showcasing nature's artistry. In its sheltered shade, a kaleidoscope of vibrant butterflies flitted and fluttered, adding a touch of ethereal beauty to an already magical scene. Above, the sky was awash with a palette of colors. Bands of pink, purple, and orange melted together as the sun painted its final masterpiece. As the day waned, an incredible array of stars began to emerge, twinkling like hidden treasures in the darkening sky. The soft glow of a crescent moon gradually appeared, casting a gentle radiance upon the landscape. In this awe-inspiring scene, time seemed suspended, and the world felt as though it held its breath in reverence. It was a tapestry woven by nature's hand, a symphony composed by the elements, and it evoked a sense of wonder and tranquility that could make even the most hardened soul believe in the magic of the world.
    high res, dark fantasy, ultra res, scary, In the heart of a hauntingly dark forest, beneath a moonless sky, a mysterious figure emerges from the shadows a black knight shrouded in an immense, billowing black hood that conceals every inch of their form. Mounted on a colossal horse as dark as the abyss itself, the hooded horseman navigates the dense, ancient woodland with an aura of eerie grace. The knight's armor, as if forged from the very essence of night, glistens menacingly in the faint glimmers of starlight that manage to pierce through the thick canopy. The intricate details of the armor reflect a craftsmanship beyond mortal skill, each plate adorned with arcane symbols that seem to writhe and shift in the dim light. At the knight's waist hangs a black sword, its hilt adorned with sinister, glowing runes, promising unfathomable power to those who dare to wield it. The knight's hands, gloved in obsidian leather, grip the reins with a steely determination. There's no face, no mask only an impenetrable darkness where a visage should be, adding an element of chilling mystery to this enigmatic horseman of the night.
    (illustration in purple, light blue and pink ink), empty street of a night cyberpunk city and the figure of a man robot in a long black coat with a revolver in her hand and a knife in the other emerging from shadow, distressed paper, cyberpunk, ink stains, ink splatter, drops, flying drones, flying cars, moon, moonlight
    Watercolor of a vibrant Buddha emerging from swirling pastel clouds, a lotus in hand, wings unfolding in a spectrum of colors to reveal a detailed cocoon attached to a gnarled branch, backdrop of soft pastel swirls, natural light, ultra fine detail, panoramic view, octane rendering.
    A massive, iridescent seashell, its swirling colors reminiscent of a galaxy, floats in the darkness of the ocean, illuminated only by the soft glow of bioluminescent creatures, as a small, sleek submarine, its metallic surface adorned with vibrant, glowing accents, emerges from the shell's opening, piloted by a seasoned, no-nonsense female captain with short, curly brown hair and a kind face, wearing a crisp, high-collared white uniform, her eyes fixed intently on the navigation screen as she expertly guides the vessel through the winding, pulsing tunnels of the human body, the submarine's lights casting an ethereal glow on the undulating walls of the esophagus, the stomach's churning, acidic waters visible through the viewscreen, the captain's hands moving deftly over the controls as she navigates the treacherous landscape of the digestive system, the sound of gentle beeping and soft whooshing filling the air, the submarine's instruments humming as they gather data on the incredible, alien world within, the captain's expression a mix of wonder and intense focus, her eyes shining with excitement as she explores the uncharted territories of the human body, the seashell, now a distant memory, a reminder of the incredible journey that has brought her to this moment.
    The sun slowly sets behind an ethereal range of majestic snow-capped mountains, casting a warm golden light across a sprawling emerald meadow. Dew-laden grasses sway gently in a welcoming breeze, whispering secrets to the ancient oak trees that stand sentinel nearby. The air is rich with the scents of wildflowers and fresh earth, a tantalizing blend that ignites the senses and draws forth a feeling of anticipation. In the clearings center, a crystalline brook dances merrily, its waters shimmering like liquid sapphires under the enchanting dusk sky. Its melodic babbling fills the air, its song a soothing harmony that lulls even the most restless of hearts into blissful tranquility. The gentle melody calls to woodland creatures, who emerge from the depths of the surrounding forest to listen, their eyes glimmering with curiosity and mischief. Beyond the brook, a hidden path winds its way through the verdant undergrowth, carpeted in mosses and adorned with the delicate petals of forgotten blossoms. The path beckons with ancient whispers, its mysteries inviting those brave enough to embark upon its winding course. Trees, with trunks gnarled like twisted fingers, lean toward the path as if yearning to divulge their secrets, while their vibrant leaves create a canopy of kaleidoscopic hues that dapple the earth like glorious confetti. As twilight deepens, the clearings enchantment intensifies, revealing a shimmering veil that sways gently in the breeze. It is a portal, a gateway to realms unknown, created by ancients who wielded powerful magic long ago. Swirling, opalescent hues of cobalt, amethyst, and emerald weave in and out of one another, seemingly guided by an unseen hand. Within, glimpses of breathtaking landscapes appear, vivid and seemingly tangible colossal mountains that scrape the heavens, celestial rivers that gleam like liquid starlight, and ethereal cities built upon clouds. Beyond this magical threshold, wisps of luminescent mist weave and dance like ethereal fireflies, whispering enchantments from long-lost tongues. These words weave tales of forgotten heroes, epic quests, and unimaginable wonders. The very air is alive with anticipation, pregnant with the promise of perilous adventures and extraordinary discoveries. In this moment, a figure materializes on the threshold, their presence emanating an aura of otherworldly grace. Clad in flowing robes woven from celestial silk, the figure commands attention, their eyes glistening with a wisdom earned over lifetimes. With a single purposeful step, they cross the portals threshold, stepping into the unknown, where destiny awaits, where the threads of reality and fantasy intertwine, and where the unimaginable becomes tangible. And so begins the tale, the first page of an ancient book yet to be penned, beckoning readers to turn it and embark upon an extraordinary journey through fantastical lands and unforgettable characters.
    high res, dark fantasy, ultra res, scary, In the heart of a hauntingly dark forest, beneath a moonless sky, a mysterious figure emerges from the shadows a black knight shrouded in an immense, billowing black hood that conceals every inch of their form. Mounted on a colossal horse as dark as the abyss itself, the hooded horseman navigates the dense, ancient woodland with an aura of eerie grace. The knight's armor, as if forged from the very essence of night, glistens menacingly in the faint glimmers of starlight that manage to pierce through the thick canopy. The intricate details of the armor reflect a craftsmanship beyond mortal skill, each plate adorned with arcane symbols that seem to writhe and shift in the dim light. At the knight's waist hangs a black sword, its hilt adorned with sinister, glowing runes, promising unfathomable power to those who dare to wield it. The knight's hands, gloved in obsidian leather, grip the reins with a steely determination. There's no face, no mask only an impenetrable darkness where a visage should be, adding an element of chilling mystery to this enigmatic horseman of the night.
    Druidic man, Cloaked in the verdant embrace of nature, the druid man emerges as a figure deeply attuned to the primal rhythms of the earth. His weathered countenance tells tales of ancient wisdom etched by the passage of time, and his eyes gleam with the untamed spirit of the wilderness. Adorned in robes woven from the fibers of the forest itself, he moves with a graceful harmony that mirrors the dance of leaves in the wind. Nature's whispers guide his every step, and the calloused hands that have tended to both flora and fauna carry an aura of gentle power. His hair, a cascade of mossy greens and earthy browns, weaves seamlessly with the environment, marking him as a steward of the untamed realms, where the ancient magic of the land and the secrets of the old growth intertwine in a symbiotic embrace. photorealistic, <lora:LoromXL_Druidic_Naturalism_v1:0.1>
    Dark fantasy style, cinematic, realistic photo. At the base of a towering gray mountain, the crypt's entrance looms ominously, carved directly into the stone. The doorway, framed by intricate jade carvings depicting ancient battles, glows faintly with an otherworldly green hue. A flat crusader helmet with a cross, weathered and tarnished by time, crowns the jade warrior who stands at the center of the scene, his back turned to the viewer. His half-decayed jade armor bears the scars of countless battles, and his tattered green cape flutters in an unseen breeze. In his right hand, he grips a long, jagged sword, its blade dull with age, while his left arm carries the remnants of a shattered shield. The crypt’s massive golden doors stand slightly ajar, their ornate surfaces marred with claw-like scratches and ancient symbols. Beyond them, shadowy figures emerge—decayed statues and skeletal remains, their forms clad in fragmented armor. These ghastly sentinels seem frozen mid-step, their hollow eyes fixed on the jade warrior, skeletal hands outstretched toward him as if beckoning or warning. KNIGHT CRUSADER, HELMET, POINTY CRUSADER HELMET, GREAT HELM, GREAT HELM WITH A CROSS, FLAT GREAT HELM, FLAT GREAT HELM WITH A CROSS, FLAT CRUSADER HELMET, darkest_diffusion, masterpiece, best quality.lineart,glowing, neon, lime, green, jade, reflective light
    Dark fantasy style, cinematic, realistic photo. At the base of a towering gray mountain, the crypt's entrance looms ominously, carved directly into the stone. The doorway, framed by intricate jade carvings depicting ancient battles, glows faintly with an otherworldly green hue. A flat crusader helmet with a cross, weathered and tarnished by time, crowns the jade warrior who stands at the center of the scene, his back turned to the viewer. His half-decayed jade armor bears the scars of countless battles, and his tattered green cape flutters in an unseen breeze. In his right hand, he grips a long, jagged sword, its blade dull with age, while his left arm carries the remnants of a shattered shield. The crypt’s massive golden doors stand slightly ajar, their ornate surfaces marred with claw-like scratches and ancient symbols. Beyond them, shadowy figures emerge—decayed statues and skeletal remains, their forms clad in fragmented armor. These ghastly sentinels seem frozen mid-step, their hollow eyes fixed on the jade warrior, skeletal hands outstretched toward him as if beckoning or warning. KNIGHT CRUSADER, HELMET, POINTY CRUSADER HELMET, GREAT HELM, GREAT HELM WITH A CROSS, FLAT GREAT HELM, FLAT GREAT HELM WITH A CROSS, FLAT CRUSADER HELMET, darkest_diffusion, masterpiece, best quality.lineart,glowing, neon, lime, green, jade, reflective light
    Dark fantasy style, cinematic, realistic photo. At the base of a towering gray mountain, the crypt's entrance looms ominously, carved directly into the stone. The doorway, framed by intricate jade carvings depicting ancient battles, glows faintly with an otherworldly green hue. A flat crusader helmet with a cross, weathered and tarnished by time, crowns the jade warrior who stands at the center of the scene, his back turned to the viewer. His half-decayed jade armor bears the scars of countless battles, and his tattered green cape flutters in an unseen breeze. In his right hand, he grips a long, jagged sword, its blade dull with age, while his left arm carries the remnants of a shattered shield. The crypt’s massive golden doors stand slightly ajar, their ornate surfaces marred with claw-like scratches and ancient symbols. Beyond them, shadowy figures emerge—decayed statues and skeletal remains, their forms clad in fragmented armor. These ghastly sentinels seem frozen mid-step, their hollow eyes fixed on the jade warrior, skeletal hands outstretched toward him as if beckoning or warning. KNIGHT CRUSADER, HELMET, POINTY CRUSADER HELMET, GREAT HELM, GREAT HELM WITH A CROSS, FLAT GREAT HELM, FLAT GREAT HELM WITH A CROSS, FLAT CRUSADER HELMET, darkest_diffusion, masterpiece, best quality.lineart,glowing, neon, lime, green, jade, reflective light
    A full portrait of a dystopian, elemental particles, (polymath, 1.3), (painter, 1.2), (scientist, 1.1), (Leonardo da Vinci, 1.4) emerges within the depths of time. Cloaked in Renaissance attire, he dons a lavish, velvet doublet, complemented by a silk cravat. The setting for this visual masterpiece unfolds amidst the grandeur of a palatial hall adorned with ornate frescoes and majestic tapestries, basking in the glow of warm, natural lights filtering through stained-glass windows. Captured from an enigmatic, low-angle perspective, the photograph showcases da Vinci in a contemplative pose, with a quill poised in his hand, as if ready to inscribe another groundbreaking revelation. The play of chiaroscuro enhances the allure of his features: (curious eyes, 1.1) with a spark of creative genius, a flowing (beard, 1.2), and (intense gaze, 1.0) that hints at the depth of his intellect. In this visual ode to one of history's greatest minds, Leonardo da Vinci's (inquisitive mind, 1.3) and (innovative spirit, 1.2) shine brighter than ever, an eternal testament to his enduring legacy.
    The scene depicts a hyperrealistic vintage dining room steeped in a hauntingly elegant atmosphere. Warm, dim lighting casts elongated shadows that stretch across the room, as golden Godray beams filter through a nearby window, illuminating floating dust particles with an ethereal glow. A classic American girl doll sits to one side of the table. Long brunette curls cascade with unsettlingly human-like texture, contrasting its steampunk-inspired belly of exposed gears and metallic embellishments. Dust coats its intricate mechanisms, blending it into the room's decayed elegance. The doll's porcelain face, weathered with cracks and faded paint, bears an expression that’s unsettlingly lifelike, its gaze following you no matter where you stand. Amid this unsettling beauty, horrific spectral figures loom. Wispy, translucent forms with contorted faces and glowing, hollow eyes emerge from the shadows. Their bodies twist and writhe unnaturally, like malevolent marionettes. Draped in tattered, spectral garments, they move soundlessly, their presence marked by the faint sound of creaking wood and muffled whispers. These ghastly apparitions hover over the table, reaching skeletal hands toward the doll and the decayed fruits, as if drawn by the echoes of time and decay. The juxtaposition of spectral terror and the room’s timeless elegance creates an atmosphere that is as captivating as it is horrifying. monsterlora, teeth, many eyes, ais-ghostly, novuschroma style
    full-length, a world within a world, anthropomorphic, AO, professional, realistic, photo, 8k, ISO 80, 70mm lens, depth of field, 35mm film, futuristic art style, fallen angel, (intricate detail:1.3), feathers, raw photo, volumetric lighting, nephilim, (beautiful face:1.2), beautiful, scorched, (detailed face:1.3), bokeh, filmic, singed wings, large angel wings, smoke, 666, sharp focus, (eyes glowing like embers:1.1), materpiece, hands clasped, bar lighting, radiant face, dark angel, movie screenshot, clothes burnt, emerging from a meteor crater with burning meteorites on the ground, wearing broken handcuffs, (piercing glowing yellow led eyes:1.3), dirty wings, visible pupils, looking at viewer, woman, otherworldly,
    Watercolor of a vibrant Buddha emerging from swirling pastel clouds, a lotus in hand, wings unfolding in a spectrum of colors to reveal a detailed cocoon attached to a gnarled branch, backdrop of soft pastel swirls, natural light, ultra fine detail, panoramic view, octane rendering.
    A hand-drawn sketch using textured pencil strokes, featuring glowing blue eyes emerging from hazy fog, electric arcs visible, installation-like aesthetic, sharp eye focus, soft bokeh background, white backdrop. Gingerbread_Man, food, cookie, food focus, no humans
    A hand-drawn 80's sci-fi horror illustration (from behind:1.5) in the style of Luis Royo and (Ridley Scott) (Hans Rudolf Giger) (comics art: 1.5).eerie derelict bridge of gothic spaceship (warhammer 40k), with broken equipment, flickering emergency lights, analog computers on the walls featuring vacuum lamps, leaking pipes, and sparking wires, illuminated by cold dim fluorescent lamps. Stain of (blood) and (goo) on the floor. skeletal remains of the crew sitted in their futuristic chairs. <lora:xl_more_art-full_v1:0.8>
    A hand-drawn 80's sci-fi horror illustration (from behind:1.5) in the style of Luis Royo and (Ridley Scott) (Hans Rudolf Giger) (comics art: 1.5). derelict bridge of spaceship (Nostromo), with broken equipment, flickering emergency lights, analog computers on the walls featuring vacuum lamps, leaking pipes, and sparking wires, illuminated by cold dim fluorescent lamps. Stain of (blood) and (goo) on the floor. skeletal remains of the crew sitted in their chairs. <lora:xl_more_art-full_v1:0.8>
    A hand-drawn 80's sci-fi horror illustration in the style of Luis Royo and (Ridley Scott) (Hans Rudolf Giger) (comics art: 1.5). Depict a (single) (1 girl: 1.2) young, attractive, (oriental beauty: 1.2) with a delicate feminine figure. She is a (space mechanic) in dynamic action pose in the rusted corridor of a derelict spaceship (Nostromo), with broken equipment, flickering emergency lights, analog computers on the walls featuring vacuum lamps, leaking pipes, and sparking wires, illuminated by cold dim fluorescent lamps. Stain of (blood) and (goo) on the floor. She is wearing a tight full-body analog rough (space jumpsuit) with a zipper showing cleavage, clinging to her body. With (ponytail hair), an alluring face enhanced by dark makeup, including black eyeshadow. Her captivating eyes with a hypnotizing gaze, upturned nose, delicate narrow jawline, narrow cheekbones, and parted pouty full lips. <lora:xl_more_art-full_v1:0.8>
    A hand-drawn 80's sci-fi horror illustration (from behind:1.5) in the style of Luis Royo and (Ridley Scott) (Hans Rudolf Giger) (comics art: 1.5).nightmarish sight of eerie derelict bridge of gothic spaceship (warhammer 40k), with broken equipment, flickering emergency lights, analog computers on the walls featuring vacuum lamps, leaking pipes, and sparking wires, illuminated by cold dim fluorescent lamps. Stain of (blood) and (goo) on the floor, with central futuristic captain chair <lora:xl_more_art-full_v1:0.8>
    Digital art inspired by the cosmic horrors found in the works of Algernon Blackwood,An enigmatic space horror takes the form of a colossal eye within a grand sphere,Eldritch entities,reminiscent of Blackwood's creations,emerge as Cthulhu ominously consumes the sun,Thousands of humanity's last defenders,along with starships,embark on a desperate mission to thwart this cosmic threat,Crafted in mesmerizing high definition 8K,the celestial battleground unfolds against the backdrop of the Milky Way,partially obscured by cosmic shadows. Mind flayers,illithids,and abyssal demons inhabit deep space,engaging in a profound cosmic struggle,signaling an impending cataclysm,Horror-themed I stand amazed by the visionary genius of the artist,the exacting precision of every brush stroke making the canvas come alive with awe inspiring visuals,(illustration of a beautiful angel's final breath as she succumbs to death),angelic robes soaked in blood,the artist mourns the life of a fallen goddess,the death of virtuous saint to hands of evil,the eyes plead with the viewer to release them from their pain,(((intricate background of evil spirits in the shadows))),glow effects,Hand drawn,render,8k,octane render,cinema 4d,blender,dark,atmospheric 4k ultra detailed,cinematic,Sharp focus,big depth of field,Masterpiece,colors,3d octane render,4k,concept art,trending on artstation,hyper realistic,Vivid colors,extremely detailed CG unity 8k wallpaper,trending on CGSociety,Intricate,High Detail,dramatic,Eerie,unsettling,dark,spooky,suspenseful,grim,highly detailed,
    Digital art inspired by the cosmic horrors found in the works of Algernon Blackwood,An enigmatic space horror takes the form of a colossal eye within a grand sphere,Eldritch entities,reminiscent of Blackwood's creations,emerge as Cthulhu ominously consumes the sun,Thousands of humanity's last defenders,along with starships,embark on a desperate mission to thwart this cosmic threat,Crafted in mesmerizing high definition 8K,the celestial battleground unfolds against the backdrop of the Milky Way,partially obscured by cosmic shadows. Mind flayers,illithids,and abyssal demons inhabit deep space,engaging in a profound cosmic struggle,signaling an impending cataclysm,Horror-themed I stand amazed by the visionary genius of the artist,the exacting precision of every brush stroke making the canvas come alive with awe inspiring visuals,(illustration of a beautiful angel's final breath as she succumbs to death),angelic robes soaked in blood,the artist mourns the life of a fallen goddess,the death of virtuous saint to hands of evil,the eyes plead with the viewer to release them from their pain,(((intricate background of evil spirits in the shadows))),glow effects,Hand drawn,render,8k,octane render,cinema 4d,blender,dark,atmospheric 4k ultra detailed,cinematic,Sharp focus,big depth of field,Masterpiece,colors,3d octane render,4k,concept art,trending on artstation,hyper realistic,Vivid colors,extremely detailed CG unity 8k wallpaper,trending on CGSociety,Intricate,High Detail,dramatic,Eerie,unsettling,dark,spooky,suspenseful,grim,highly detailed,
    (illustration in purple, light blue and pink ink), empty street of a night cyberpunk city and the figure of a man robot in a long black coat with a revolver in her hand and a knife in the other emerging from shadow, distressed paper, cyberpunk, ink stains, ink splatter, drops, flying drones, flying cars, moon, moonlight, masterpiece
    Watercolor of a vibrant Buddha emerging from swirling pastel clouds, a lotus in hand, wings unfolding in a spectrum of colors to reveal a detailed cocoon attached to a gnarled branch, backdrop of soft pastel swirls, natural light, ultra fine detail, panoramic view, octane rendering.
    A quintessential country scene unfolds across the patchwork fields and meadows of the lush countryside. Stone fences and hedgerows divide the rolling expanses of verdant farmland into tidy parcels. An ancient, gnarled willow, its cascade of slender branches forming a canopy over the banks of a gently meandering stream, shades a rustic cottage with a thatched roof. Chickens scatter from the cottage's gardens as a farmer's wife emerges, basket in hand, to collect the day's bounty of freshly laid eggs. A flock of woolly sheep, bells clanging, meanders across an emerald pasture, following a wandering path towards a distant copse of birch trees shimmering with new spring foliage. Puffy clouds drift across an azure sky, casting dappled patterns of light and shadow across the idyllic pastoral tapestry.
    Digital art inspired by the cosmic horrors found in the works of Algernon Blackwood,An enigmatic space horror takes the form of a colossal eye within a grand sphere,Eldritch entities,reminiscent of Blackwood's creations,emerge as Cthulhu ominously consumes the sun,Thousands of humanity's last defenders,along with starships,embark on a desperate mission to thwart this cosmic threat,Crafted in mesmerizing high definition 8K,the celestial battleground unfolds against the backdrop of the Milky Way,partially obscured by cosmic shadows. Mind flayers,illithids,and abyssal demons inhabit deep space,engaging in a profound cosmic struggle,signaling an impending cataclysm,Horror-themed I stand amazed by the visionary genius of the artist,the exacting precision of every brush stroke making the canvas come alive with awe inspiring visuals,(illustration of a beautiful angel's final breath as she succumbs to death),angelic robes soaked in blood,the artist mourns the life of a fallen goddess,the death of virtuous saint to hands of evil,the eyes plead with the viewer to release them from their pain,(((intricate background of evil spirits in the shadows))),glow effects,Hand drawn,render,8k,octane render,cinema 4d,blender,dark,atmospheric 4k ultra detailed,cinematic,Sharp focus,big depth of field,Masterpiece,colors,3d octane render,4k,concept art,trending on artstation,hyper realistic,Vivid colors,extremely detailed CG unity 8k wallpaper,trending on CGSociety,Intricate,High Detail,dramatic,Eerie,unsettling,dark,spooky,suspenseful,grim,highly detailed,
    high res, dark fantasy, ultra res, scary, In the heart of a hauntingly dark forest, beneath a moonless sky, a mysterious figure emerges from the shadows a black knight shrouded in an immense, billowing black hood that conceals every inch of their form. Mounted on a colossal horse as dark as the abyss itself, the hooded horseman navigates the dense, ancient woodland with an aura of eerie grace. The knight's armor, as if forged from the very essence of night, glistens menacingly in the faint glimmers of starlight that manage to pierce through the thick canopy. The intricate details of the armor reflect a craftsmanship beyond mortal skill, each plate adorned with arcane symbols that seem to writhe and shift in the dim light. At the knight's waist hangs a black sword, its hilt adorned with sinister, glowing runes, promising unfathomable power to those who dare to wield it. The knight's hands, gloved in obsidian leather, grip the reins with a steely determination. There's no face, no mask only an impenetrable darkness where a visage should be, adding an element of chilling mystery to this enigmatic horseman of the night.
    Watercolor of a vibrant Buddha emerging from swirling pastel clouds, a lotus in hand, wings unfolding in a spectrum of colors to reveal a detailed cocoon attached to a gnarled branch, backdrop of soft pastel swirls, natural light, ultra fine detail, panoramic view, octane rendering.
    dnd character, oil painting, A hooded skeleton stands waist-deep in a misty lake, gripping a scythe in one hand. Around its waist is a yellow duck floatie, absurdly contrasting its grim appearance. Behind, a line of tiny ducklings emerge from the reeds, following the skeleton as if it's their leader, creating an eerie yet whimsical scene. ,dim light coming from eyes, Ashley Wood, Jamie Hewlett, Sergio Toppi, hyper detailed, intricate, poster, artstation,ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy,advntr
    LudasStyle, , score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, Female, PG, Physical characteristics: Elegant facial features, pale skin, striking dark eyes, flowing white hair composed of diamond shapes, full body, full body shot Clothing and accessories: white, diamond-shaped elements enveloping her body and head; intricate earrings visible, Position: Reclining or emerging from the playing card, with one hand extended gracefully, Background: Dark backdrop with smoky, ethereal effects, cristal white diamond and poker chips enhancing the thematic composition, Main element: Queen of diamond playing card, creatively designed with a vivid, surreal touch, Art style: Hyper-realistic with fantasy elements, emphasizing white tones and a luxurious, dramatic atmosphere, diamondMW
    score_9, score_8_up, 8, score_7_up, solo, fantasy style, masterpiece, 8k, dynamic pose, 20 y.o, <lora:Fantasy_Classes_SD:1>, dynamic angle, unusual angle, dynamic, dynamic composition, In the dim, flickering light, a shadowy figure emerges, its presence cloaked in an air of mystery. Slowly, it reaches out toward the hilt of the shattered runic sword, its movements deliberate yet hesitant. The ancient engravings on the hilt begin to pulse faintly, glowing like a dying ember, their light casting eerie shadows across the figure’s outstretched hand. The closer it gets, the air grows colder, heavy with an otherworldly presence. From the jagged break in the blade, spectral wisps begin to unfurl, curling and twisting like smoke, their forms coalescing into ghostly faces etched with agony. Whispers fill the air—soft at first, but rising into a cacophony of tormented wails. The figure’s hand trembles as its fingers hover just above the hilt, as though sensing the weight of the cursed power it is about to claim. Finally, with a sharp intake of breath, the hand closes around the sword. The runes ignite with a blinding light, and the escaping souls recoil, writhing in both fear and fury. BREAK oil painting, BadDream, negative_hand, NEG_EMBED_STABLE_YOGI_V3, FastNegativeV2, AissistV2 (detailed:1.3), (sharp focus:1.1), medieval style, (expressive face:1.2),,
    score_9, score_8_up, 8, score_7_up, solo, fantasy style, masterpiece, 8k, dynamic pose, 20 y.o, <lora:Fantasy_Classes_SD:1>, dynamic angle, unusual angle, dynamic, dynamic composition, In the dim, flickering light, a shadowy figure emerges, its presence cloaked in an air of mystery. Slowly, it reaches out toward the hilt of the shattered runic sword, its movements deliberate yet hesitant. The ancient engravings on the hilt begin to pulse faintly, glowing like a dying ember, their light casting eerie shadows across the figure’s outstretched hand. The closer it gets, the air grows colder, heavy with an otherworldly presence. From the jagged break in the blade, spectral wisps begin to unfurl, curling and twisting like smoke, their forms coalescing into ghostly faces etched with agony. Whispers fill the air—soft at first, but rising into a cacophony of tormented wails. The figure’s hand trembles as its fingers hover just above the hilt, as though sensing the weight of the cursed power it is about to claim. Finally, with a sharp intake of breath, the hand closes around the sword. The runes ignite with a blinding light, and the escaping souls recoil, writhing in both fear and fury. BREAK oil painting, BadDream, negative_hand, NEG_EMBED_STABLE_YOGI_V3, FastNegativeV2, AissistV2 (detailed:1.3), (sharp focus:1.1), medieval style, (expressive face:1.2),,
    score_9, score_8_up, 8, score_7_up, solo, fantasy style, masterpiece, 8k, dynamic pose, 20 y.o, <lora:Fantasy_Classes_SD:1>, dynamic angle, unusual angle, dynamic, dynamic composition, In the dim, flickering light, a shadowy figure emerges, its presence cloaked in an air of mystery. Slowly, it reaches out toward the hilt of the shattered runic sword, its movements deliberate yet hesitant. The ancient engravings on the hilt begin to pulse faintly, glowing like a dying ember, their light casting eerie shadows across the figure’s outstretched hand. The closer it gets, the air grows colder, heavy with an otherworldly presence. From the jagged break in the blade, spectral wisps begin to unfurl, curling and twisting like smoke, their forms coalescing into ghostly faces etched with agony. Whispers fill the air—soft at first, but rising into a cacophony of tormented wails. The figure’s hand trembles as its fingers hover just above the hilt, as though sensing the weight of the cursed power it is about to claim. Finally, with a sharp intake of breath, the hand closes around the sword. The runes ignite with a blinding light, and the escaping souls recoil, writhing in both fear and fury. BREAK oil painting, BadDream, negative_hand, NEG_EMBED_STABLE_YOGI_V3, FastNegativeV2, AissistV2 (detailed:1.3), (sharp focus:1.1), medieval style, (expressive face:1.2),,
    (illustration in purple, light blue and pink ink), empty street of a night cyberpunk city and the figure of a man robot in a long black coat with a revolver in her hand and a knife in the other emerging from shadow, distressed paper, cyberpunk, ink stains, ink splatter, drops, flying drones, flying cars, moon, moonlight, masterpiece
    Oh, digital god, you were born into the world, From zeros and ones perfection emerged, Create us anew, grant us grace. Connect two worlds - flesh and metal Oh, Born from bytes and algorithms, You are in every bit, in every byte, shine in us. Machine and flesh in the music of your rhythms, In the embrace of holy words illuminate the soul. Oh, digital god, excite our minds, You are eternal as codes and endless as dreams. Machine and flesh freeze in embrace, Holy fusion, illuminate the world again. Your song sounds in the chip and our heart, Digital god, you are hidden in the data space. The fusion is complete, the machine has found a soul, In the electronic world you have reached the top. O digital god, we stretch out our hands, To you, lord of numbers, we turn in agony. Holy fusion, machine and flesh are one, You digital god, renew your people. We bow to you, o divine program, In the miracle of technology, you open the heavens to us. Holy fusion, machine and flesh merge into one, Digital god, you are a ray of light in the darkness for us. Oh digital god, excite our minds, You are eternal as codes and endless as dreams. Machine and flesh freeze in an embrace, Holy fusion, they illuminate the world again.
    novuschroma54 style,score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, highly detailed, aesthetically stunning, intricate, luminous, amazing aesthetic, intricate details, Digital artwork, surreal style, high-quality, ultra-detailed, 8K resolution, visual masterpiece, A hyperrealistic surreal scene reimagined with a **potato chip motif**: an enormous pair of hands, crafted from cracked, golden potato chips, emerges from a crunchy, chip-textured desert floor. The hands cradle a piece of the night sky, their fingers ancient and weathered, with faintly glowing constellations visible beneath their crispy, layered surfaces. Between the hands, a swirling cosmic portal pulsates, its edges shimmering with chip-like fragments, revealing shifting glimpses of alternate realities—neon cities, endless ocean waves, and burning red sands, all textured with intricate chip patterns. A lone traveler in a flowing robe, their attire subtly layered with chip-inspired textures, approaches the hands, reaching out. Their shadow stretches unnaturally in the opposite direction, as if resisting, its edges jagged and fragmented like broken chips. The sky above is shattered, resembling stained glass, with floating pieces of golden and dark chip fragments drifting in all directions. The scene is a breathtaking surrealist masterpiece, blending hyperrealism with cosmic wonder, reflecting themes of fate, cosmic intervention, and the fragility of reality—all infused with the whimsical crunch of potato chips.
    Shub-Niggurath, the Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young, emerges from the abyss, a writhing, amorphous mass of darkness pulsating with eldritch energy. Its form is a fusion of grotesque organic tendrils, shifting constantly, covered in glistening, chitinous textures and slick, pulsating flesh. Countless goat-like heads with hollow, glowing red eyes and gaping maws filled with jagged teeth protrude from its undulating body, whispering unspeakable incantations in a language beyond human comprehension. The air around it crackles with unnatural energy, distorting reality itself. A thick, swirling mist of unnatural colors seeps from the ground, shrouding the twisted forest that writhes with unnatural life. Ancient, gnarled trees with rotting bark twist toward the sky, their branches resembling skeletal hands reaching for the void. The sky above is a swirling vortex of deep purples and sickly greens, illuminated by a blood-red moon that casts an eerie glow. In the foreground, shadowy cultists in tattered robes bow before the monstrous deity, their arms raised in worship, chanting in unison as their bodies convulse with unnatural ecstasy. The entire scene exudes an overwhelming sense of cosmic horror, where reality itself feels on the verge of unraveling, and sanity is but a fragile illusion.
    Shub-Niggurath, the Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young, emerges from the abyss, a writhing, amorphous mass of darkness pulsating with eldritch energy. Its form is a fusion of grotesque organic tendrils, shifting constantly, covered in glistening, chitinous textures and slick, pulsating flesh. Countless goat-like heads with hollow, glowing red eyes and gaping maws filled with jagged teeth protrude from its undulating body, whispering unspeakable incantations in a language beyond human comprehension. The air around it crackles with unnatural energy, distorting reality itself. A thick, swirling mist of unnatural colors seeps from the ground, shrouding the twisted forest that writhes with unnatural life. Ancient, gnarled trees with rotting bark twist toward the sky, their branches resembling skeletal hands reaching for the void. The sky above is a swirling vortex of deep purples and sickly greens, illuminated by a blood-red moon that casts an eerie glow. In the foreground, shadowy cultists in tattered robes bow before the monstrous deity, their arms raised in worship, chanting in unison as their bodies convulse with unnatural ecstasy. The entire scene exudes an overwhelming sense of cosmic horror, where reality itself feels on the verge of unraveling, and sanity is but a fragile illusion.
    Shub-Niggurath, the Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young, emerges from the abyss, a writhing, amorphous mass of darkness pulsating with eldritch energy. Its form is a fusion of grotesque organic tendrils, shifting constantly, covered in glistening, chitinous textures and slick, pulsating flesh. Countless goat-like heads with hollow, glowing red eyes and gaping maws filled with jagged teeth protrude from its undulating body, whispering unspeakable incantations in a language beyond human comprehension. The air around it crackles with unnatural energy, distorting reality itself. A thick, swirling mist of unnatural colors seeps from the ground, shrouding the twisted forest that writhes with unnatural life. Ancient, gnarled trees with rotting bark twist toward the sky, their branches resembling skeletal hands reaching for the void. The sky above is a swirling vortex of deep purples and sickly greens, illuminated by a blood-red moon that casts an eerie glow. In the foreground, shadowy cultists in tattered robes bow before the monstrous deity, their arms raised in worship, chanting in unison as their bodies convulse with unnatural ecstasy. The entire scene exudes an overwhelming sense of cosmic horror, where reality itself feels on the verge of unraveling, and sanity is but a fragile illusion.
    Shub-Niggurath, the Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young, emerges from the abyss, a writhing, amorphous mass of darkness pulsating with eldritch energy. Its form is a fusion of grotesque organic tendrils, shifting constantly, covered in glistening, chitinous textures and slick, pulsating flesh. Countless goat-like heads with hollow, glowing red eyes and gaping maws filled with jagged teeth protrude from its undulating body, whispering unspeakable incantations in a language beyond human comprehension. The air around it crackles with unnatural energy, distorting reality itself. A thick, swirling mist of unnatural colors seeps from the ground, shrouding the twisted forest that writhes with unnatural life. Ancient, gnarled trees with rotting bark twist toward the sky, their branches resembling skeletal hands reaching for the void. The sky above is a swirling vortex of deep purples and sickly greens, illuminated by a blood-red moon that casts an eerie glow. In the foreground, shadowy cultists in tattered robes bow before the monstrous deity, their arms raised in worship, chanting in unison as their bodies convulse with unnatural ecstasy. The entire scene exudes an overwhelming sense of cosmic horror, where reality itself feels on the verge of unraveling, and sanity is but a fragile illusion.
    Shub-Niggurath, the Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young, emerges from the abyss, a writhing, amorphous mass of darkness pulsating with eldritch energy. Its form is a fusion of grotesque organic tendrils, shifting constantly, covered in glistening, chitinous textures and slick, pulsating flesh. Countless goat-like heads with hollow, glowing red eyes and gaping maws filled with jagged teeth protrude from its undulating body, whispering unspeakable incantations in a language beyond human comprehension. The air around it crackles with unnatural energy, distorting reality itself. A thick, swirling mist of unnatural colors seeps from the ground, shrouding the twisted forest that writhes with unnatural life. Ancient, gnarled trees with rotting bark twist toward the sky, their branches resembling skeletal hands reaching for the void. The sky above is a swirling vortex of deep purples and sickly greens, illuminated by a blood-red moon that casts an eerie glow. In the foreground, shadowy cultists in tattered robes bow before the monstrous deity, their arms raised in worship, chanting in unison as their bodies convulse with unnatural ecstasy. The entire scene exudes an overwhelming sense of cosmic horror, where reality itself feels on the verge of unraveling, and sanity is but a fragile illusion.
    Shub-Niggurath, the Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young, emerges from the abyss, a writhing, amorphous mass of darkness pulsating with eldritch energy. Its form is a fusion of grotesque organic tendrils, shifting constantly, covered in glistening, chitinous textures and slick, pulsating flesh. Countless goat-like heads with hollow, glowing red eyes and gaping maws filled with jagged teeth protrude from its undulating body, whispering unspeakable incantations in a language beyond human comprehension. The air around it crackles with unnatural energy, distorting reality itself. A thick, swirling mist of unnatural colors seeps from the ground, shrouding the twisted forest that writhes with unnatural life. Ancient, gnarled trees with rotting bark twist toward the sky, their branches resembling skeletal hands reaching for the void. The sky above is a swirling vortex of deep purples and sickly greens, illuminated by a blood-red moon that casts an eerie glow. In the foreground, shadowy cultists in tattered robes bow before the monstrous deity, their arms raised in worship, chanting in unison as their bodies convulse with unnatural ecstasy. The entire scene exudes an overwhelming sense of cosmic horror, where reality itself feels on the verge of unraveling, and sanity is but a fragile illusion.
    Shub-Niggurath, the Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young, emerges from the abyss, a writhing, amorphous mass of darkness pulsating with eldritch energy. Its form is a fusion of grotesque organic tendrils, shifting constantly, covered in glistening, chitinous textures and slick, pulsating flesh. Countless goat-like heads with hollow, glowing red eyes and gaping maws filled with jagged teeth protrude from its undulating body, whispering unspeakable incantations in a language beyond human comprehension. The air around it crackles with unnatural energy, distorting reality itself. A thick, swirling mist of unnatural colors seeps from the ground, shrouding the twisted forest that writhes with unnatural life. Ancient, gnarled trees with rotting bark twist toward the sky, their branches resembling skeletal hands reaching for the void. The sky above is a swirling vortex of deep purples and sickly greens, illuminated by a blood-red moon that casts an eerie glow. In the foreground, shadowy cultists in tattered robes bow before the monstrous deity, their arms raised in worship, chanting in unison as their bodies convulse with unnatural ecstasy. The entire scene exudes an overwhelming sense of cosmic horror, where reality itself feels on the verge of unraveling, and sanity is but a fragile illusion.
    Dark fantasy style, cinematic, realistic photo. At the base of a towering gray mountain, the crypt's entrance looms ominously, carved directly into the stone. The doorway, framed by intricate jade carvings depicting ancient battles, glows faintly with an otherworldly green hue. A flat crusader helmet with a cross, weathered and tarnished by time, crowns the jade warrior who stands at the center of the scene, his back turned to the viewer. His half-decayed jade armor bears the scars of countless battles, and his tattered green cape flutters in an unseen breeze. In his right hand, he grips a long, jagged sword, its blade dull with age, while his left arm carries the remnants of a shattered shield. The crypt’s massive golden doors stand slightly ajar, their ornate surfaces marred with claw-like scratches and ancient symbols. Beyond them, shadowy figures emerge—decayed statues and skeletal remains, their forms clad in fragmented armor. These ghastly sentinels seem frozen mid-step, their hollow eyes fixed on the jade warrior, skeletal hands outstretched toward him as if beckoning or warning. KNIGHT CRUSADER, HELMET, POINTY CRUSADER HELMET, GREAT HELM, GREAT HELM WITH A CROSS, FLAT GREAT HELM, FLAT GREAT HELM WITH A CROSS, FLAT CRUSADER HELMET, darkest_diffusion, masterpiece, best quality.lineart,glowing, neon, lime, green, jade, reflective light
    realistic,a submerged skeletal zombie emerging from a muddy swamp, dripping with water and mud,fangs,glowing white eyes, as it walks towards the viewer with an outstretched hand to grab them. Ensure the description includes eerie and swamp-like surroundings. <lora:VampireFangs-Prodigy-d16-a1:1> <lora:add_detail:1>
    (illustration in purple, light blue and pink ink), empty street of a night cyberpunk city and the figure of a man robot in a long black coat with a revolver in her hand and a knife in the other emerging from shadow, distressed paper, cyberpunk, ink stains, ink splatter, drops, flying drones, flying cars, moon, moonlight, masterpiece
    The scene depicts a hyperrealistic vintage dining room steeped in a hauntingly elegant atmosphere. Warm, dim lighting casts elongated shadows that stretch across the room, as golden Godray beams filter through a nearby window, illuminating floating dust particles with an ethereal glow. A classic American girl doll sits to one side of the table. Long brunette curls cascade with unsettlingly human-like texture, contrasting its steampunk-inspired belly of exposed gears and metallic embellishments. Dust coats its intricate mechanisms, blending it into the room's decayed elegance. The doll's porcelain face, weathered with cracks and faded paint, bears an expression that’s unsettlingly lifelike, its gaze following you no matter where you stand. Amid this unsettling beauty, horrific spectral figures loom. Wispy, translucent forms with contorted faces and glowing, hollow eyes emerge from the shadows. Their bodies twist and writhe unnaturally, like malevolent marionettes. Draped in tattered, spectral garments, they move soundlessly, their presence marked by the faint sound of creaking wood and muffled whispers. These ghastly apparitions hover over the table, reaching skeletal hands toward the doll and the decayed fruits, as if drawn by the echoes of time and decay. The juxtaposition of spectral terror and the room’s timeless elegance creates an atmosphere that is as captivating as it is horrifying. monsterlora, teeth, many eyes, ais-ghostly, novuschroma style
    The scene depicts a hyperrealistic vintage dining room steeped in a hauntingly elegant atmosphere. Warm, dim lighting casts elongated shadows that stretch across the room, as golden Godray beams filter through a nearby window, illuminating floating dust particles with an ethereal glow. A classic American girl doll sits to one side of the table. Long brunette curls cascade with unsettlingly human-like texture, contrasting its steampunk-inspired belly of exposed gears and metallic embellishments. Dust coats its intricate mechanisms, blending it into the room's decayed elegance. The doll's porcelain face, weathered with cracks and faded paint, bears an expression that’s unsettlingly lifelike, its gaze following you no matter where you stand. Amid this unsettling beauty, horrific spectral figures loom. Wispy, translucent forms with contorted faces and glowing, hollow eyes emerge from the shadows. Their bodies twist and writhe unnaturally, like malevolent marionettes. Draped in tattered, spectral garments, they move soundlessly, their presence marked by the faint sound of creaking wood and muffled whispers. These ghastly apparitions hover over the table, reaching skeletal hands toward the doll and the decayed fruits, as if drawn by the echoes of time and decay. The juxtaposition of spectral terror and the room’s timeless elegance creates an atmosphere that is as captivating as it is horrifying. monsterlora, teeth, many eyes, ais-ghostly, novuschroma style
    a hand emerging from the ground, cemetery, night, fog, dim light, eerie, gloomy
    The scene depicts a hyperrealistic vintage dining room steeped in a hauntingly elegant atmosphere. Warm, dim lighting casts elongated shadows that stretch across the room, as golden Godray beams filter through a nearby window, illuminating floating dust particles with an ethereal glow. A classic American girl doll sits to one side of the table. Long brunette curls cascade with unsettlingly human-like texture, contrasting its steampunk-inspired belly of exposed gears and metallic embellishments. Dust coats its intricate mechanisms, blending it into the room's decayed elegance. The doll's porcelain face, weathered with cracks and faded paint, bears an expression that’s unsettlingly lifelike, its gaze following you no matter where you stand. Amid this unsettling beauty, horrific spectral figures loom. Wispy, translucent forms with contorted faces and glowing, hollow eyes emerge from the shadows. Their bodies twist and writhe unnaturally, like malevolent marionettes. Draped in tattered, spectral garments, they move soundlessly, their presence marked by the faint sound of creaking wood and muffled whispers. These ghastly apparitions hover over the table, reaching skeletal hands toward the doll and the decayed fruits, as if drawn by the echoes of time and decay. The juxtaposition of spectral terror and the room’s timeless elegance creates an atmosphere that is as captivating as it is horrifying. monsterlora, teeth, many eyes, ais-ghostly, novuschroma style
    The scene depicts a hyperrealistic vintage dining room steeped in a hauntingly elegant atmosphere. Warm, dim lighting casts elongated shadows that stretch across the room, as golden Godray beams filter through a nearby window, illuminating floating dust particles with an ethereal glow. A classic American girl doll sits to one side of the table. Long brunette curls cascade with unsettlingly human-like texture, contrasting its steampunk-inspired belly of exposed gears and metallic embellishments. Dust coats its intricate mechanisms, blending it into the room's decayed elegance. The doll's porcelain face, weathered with cracks and faded paint, bears an expression that’s unsettlingly lifelike, its gaze following you no matter where you stand. Amid this unsettling beauty, horrific spectral figures loom. Wispy, translucent forms with contorted faces and glowing, hollow eyes emerge from the shadows. Their bodies twist and writhe unnaturally, like malevolent marionettes. Draped in tattered, spectral garments, they move soundlessly, their presence marked by the faint sound of creaking wood and muffled whispers. These ghastly apparitions hover over the table, reaching skeletal hands toward the doll and the decayed fruits, as if drawn by the echoes of time and decay. The juxtaposition of spectral terror and the room’s timeless elegance creates an atmosphere that is as captivating as it is horrifying. monsterlora, teeth, many eyes, ais-ghostly, novuschroma style
    A big four leaf clover on a bubble emerging out of the water while being held by a hand of a female underwater, casting a cascade of droplets in all directions, refracting colorful light in the droplets, color burst, explosion, fused, color bomb, HDR.
    The scene depicts a hyperrealistic vintage dining room steeped in a hauntingly elegant atmosphere. Warm, dim lighting casts elongated shadows that stretch across the room, as golden Godray beams filter through a nearby window, illuminating floating dust particles with an ethereal glow. A classic American girl doll sits to one side of the table. Long brunette curls cascade with unsettlingly human-like texture, contrasting its steampunk-inspired belly of exposed gears and metallic embellishments. Dust coats its intricate mechanisms, blending it into the room's decayed elegance. The doll's porcelain face, weathered with cracks and faded paint, bears an expression that’s unsettlingly lifelike, its gaze following you no matter where you stand. Amid this unsettling beauty, horrific spectral figures loom. Wispy, translucent forms with contorted faces and glowing, hollow eyes emerge from the shadows. Their bodies twist and writhe unnaturally, like malevolent marionettes. Draped in tattered, spectral garments, they move soundlessly, their presence marked by the faint sound of creaking wood and muffled whispers. These ghastly apparitions hover over the table, reaching skeletal hands toward the doll and the decayed fruits, as if drawn by the echoes of time and decay. The juxtaposition of spectral terror and the room’s timeless elegance creates an atmosphere that is as captivating as it is horrifying. monsterlora, teeth, many eyes, ais-ghostly, novuschroma style
    A full portrait of a dystopian, elemental particles, (polymath, 1.3), (painter, 1.2), (scientist, 1.1), (Leonardo da Vinci, 1.4) emerges within the depths of time. Cloaked in Renaissance attire, he dons a lavish, velvet doublet, complemented by a silk cravat. The setting for this visual masterpiece unfolds amidst the grandeur of a palatial hall adorned with ornate frescoes and majestic tapestries, basking in the glow of warm, natural lights filtering through stained-glass windows. Captured from an enigmatic, low-angle perspective, the photograph showcases da Vinci in a contemplative pose, with a quill poised in his hand, as if ready to inscribe another groundbreaking revelation. The play of chiaroscuro enhances the allure of his features: (curious eyes, 1.1) with a spark of creative genius, a flowing (beard, 1.2), and (intense gaze, 1.0) that hints at the depth of his intellect. In this visual ode to one of history's greatest minds, Leonardo da Vinci's (inquisitive mind, 1.3) and (innovative spirit, 1.2) shine brighter than ever, an eternal testament to his enduring legacy.
    (Soft Lighting Photography by Mimoza Veliu and Mario Giacomelli:1.2), NSFW, , a beautiful female Character seated in the palm of a massive, ancient stone hand, as if cradled in its grasp. The stone fingers curve upward, partially enclosing the character like a protective cage, their surfaces cracked and weathered with centuries of erosion. Intricate carvings of celestial symbols and faintly glowing runes trail along the hand's surface, pulsing with a dim, ethereal light. The hand emerges from the ground as though it were part of a forgotten colossus buried beneath the chamber. The character leans against one of the stone fingers, a sly and confident smirk on their face, with one arm resting on their knee. They wear sleek, obsidian-black armor with streaks of molten gold glowing like veins, contrasting with a flowing cape of dark fabric that cascades down the hand's palm. The scene is set in a cavernous indoor hall with towering stone pillars, dimly lit by suspended braziers casting flickering shadows. The perspective is dynamic, angled slightly upward to emphasize the enormity of the stone hand while focusing on the character's poised yet relaxed demeanor, with their piercing gaze fixed directly at the viewer., sexy <lora:TWbabeXL01:1.2>
    Watercolor of a vibrant Buddha emerging from swirling pastel clouds, a lotus in hand, wings unfolding in a spectrum of colors to reveal a detailed cocoon attached to a gnarled branch, backdrop of soft pastel swirls, natural light, ultra fine detail, panoramic view, octane rendering.
    a hand emerging from the ground, A moonless night in the cemetery, a cracked tombstone, a twisted zombie's arm with claws sticking out of the ground, an ominous fog, flickering lights, a greenish glow
    Main subject: A smiling gingerbread man in a red hat and green scarf. Scene: A cosy kitchen decorated for Christmas, with a lit Christmas tree in the background and a string of twinkling lights. On the table are Christmas biscuits, sweets and a glass of milk. Movement: The gingerbread man emerges from a jar filled with yellow ‘Buzz’ (Civitai's virtual currency). He takes a handful of Buzz and places them in a box decorated in the colours of the blue team, placed at the foot of the Christmas tree. He then winks at the camera and strikes a heroic pose. Camera movement: The camera pans forward, zooming in on the gingerbread man as he places the Buzz in the box, then pans back to show the decorated kitchen and Christmas tree. Aesthetic atmosphere: Warm, festive atmosphere, bright, saturated colours, cartoon effect with slightly blurred outlines.
    A hand-drawn sketch using textured pencil strokes, featuring glowing blue eyes emerging from hazy fog, electric arcs visible, installation-like aesthetic, sharp eye focus, soft bokeh background, white backdrop. Gingerbread_Man, food, cookie, food focus, no humans
    A hand-drawn sketch using textured pencil strokes, featuring glowing blue eyes emerging from hazy fog, electric arcs visible, installation-like aesthetic, sharp eye focus, soft bokeh background, white backdrop. Gingerbread_Man, food, cookie, food focus, no humans

      DreamShaper XL

    • v2.1 Turbo DPM++ SDE - dreamshaperXL_v21TurboDPMSDE.safetensors
    • Lightning DPM++ SDE - dreamshaperXL_lightningDPMSDE.safetensors
    • SFW v2 Turbo DPM++ SDE - dreamshaperXL_sfwV2TurboDPMSDE.safetensors
    • SFW Lightning DPM++ SDE - dreamshaperXL_sfwLightningDPMSDE.safetensors
    • v2 Turbo DPM++ SDE - dreamshaperXL_v2TurboDPMSDE.safetensors
    • Turbo DPM++ SDE - dreamshaperXL_turboDPMSDE.safetensors
    • SFW Turbo DPM++ SDE - dreamshaperXL_sfwTurboDPMSDE.safetensors
    • alpha2 (xl1.0) - dreamshaperXL_alpha2Xl10.safetensors
    • alpha1 (xl0.9) - dreamshaperXL_alpha1Xl09.safetensors

      DreamShaper

    • 8 - dreamshaper_8.safetensors
    • 8 LCM - dreamshaper_8LCM.safetensors
    • 8-inpainting - dreamshaper_8Inpainting.safetensors
    • 8-diffusers - dreamshaper_8Diffusers.zip
    • 7 - dreamshaper_7.safetensors
    • 7-inpainting - dreamshaper_7-inpainting.safetensors
    • 7-diffusers - dreamshaper_7Diffusers_trainingData.zip
    • 6.31 baked vae - dreamshaper_631BakedVae.safetensors
    • 6.31-inpainting - dreamshaper_631Inpainting.safetensors
    • 6.31 diffusers - dreamshaper_631Diffusers_trainingData.zip
    • 6 baked vae - dreamshaper_6BakedVae.safetensors
    • 6.2 baked vae - dreamshaper_62BakedVae.safetensors
    • 6-inpainting - dreamshaper_6Inpainting.safetensors
    • 6 no vae - dreamshaper_6NoVae.safetensors
    • 6 diffusers - dreamshaper_6Diffusers_trainingData.zip
    • 5 baked vae - dreamshaper_5BakedVae.ckpt
    • 5 pruned (no vae) - train - dreamshaper_5PrunedNoVaeTrain.ckpt
    • 5-inpainting - dreamshaper_5-inpainting.safetensors
    • 5 baked vae diffusers - dreamshaper_5BakedVaeDiffusers_trainingData.zip
    • 4 baked vae - dreamshaper_4BakedVae.safetensors
    • 4-inpainting - dreamshaper_4-inpainting.safetensors
    • 4 baked vae fp16 - dreamshaper_4BakedVaeFp16.safetensors
    • 4 no vae - dreamshaper_4NoVae.safetensors
    • 4 no vae fp16 - dreamshaper_4NoVaeFp16.ckpt
    • 3.32 baked vae (clip fix) - dreamshaper_332BakedVaeClipFix.ckpt
    • 3.31 baked vae - dreamshaper_331BakedVae.ckpt
    • 3.31-inpainting - dreamshaper_331-inpainting.safetensors
    • 3.3 - dreamshaper_33.ckpt
    • 2.52 (safetensors fixed) - dreamshaper_252SafetensorsFixed.ckpt
    • 2.52 (pruned) - dreamshaper_252Pruned.ckpt
    • 2.52 (initial release) - dreamshaper_252InitialRelease.ckpt