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    Deep in the heart of a glowing crystal forest, an elf with luminescent silver skin and hair like cascading moonlight is absorbed in the intricate art of weaving constellations into fabric. Using a spindle made from starlight and thread spun from the strands of a comet’s tail, she creates tapestries that shimmer and shift like the night sky. Each piece depicts a different celestial scene, with twinkling stars and nebulae that seem almost alive. Her workspace is a clearing surrounded by crystalline trees that hum softly with energy, their light reflecting off her delicate creations. Above, the real stars twinkle brightly, as though watching her work with silent approval. The air is alive with the soft crackle of magic, mingled with the sweet scent of blooming astral flowers. Her hands move with practiced grace, and her golden eyes gleam with focus as she adds the final touches to a swirling galaxy on the fabric stretched before her. Beside her, a tiny, glowing wisp hovers, carrying spools of thread and offering a playful chirp whenever she pauses. The scene is one of quiet wonder, as the elf bridges the gap between the cosmos and art. detailed background Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows. intricate details, vivid colors, hyper- detailed, ultra- sharp, High resolution, high detail. Highly detailed. <lora:OBInstant camera portrait photography V2. 0:0. 4>, <lora:Dark side of light:0. 55>, <lora:aidmaFLUXPro1. 1- FLUX- v0. 3:0. 4>, <lora:Glitchcore_Flux:0. 7>

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    A lone figure in dark, storm-weathered armor stands on the edge of a towering, wind-battered plateau, overlooking a vast, rolling landscape of stone and chasms. Shards of glowing, crystalline plants scatter the landscape below, illuminating the scene with an ethereal light. The winds whip around, carrying faint echoes of distant thunder. The figure grips a massive, ancient blade etched with runes, its surface glinting as if reflecting unseen storms. Lightning arcs in the distance, and shadows dance across the stone beneath their feet, hinting at the unseen forces swirling around them. <lora:Anime v1.3:1.2>
    In the center of a bright, colorful LEGO city, a group of LEGO figures is gathered around a massive, half-built heart made entirely of red LEGO bricks. The heart towers over them, with its blocky edges forming a perfect, symmetrical shape, though a few gaps remain where bricks still need to be placed. A LEGO firefighter, wearing a red helmet and yellow uniform, stands on a small ladder, carefully positioning a brick near the top. Beside him, a LEGO astronaut in a white spacesuit with a golden visor holds a handful of bricks, ready to pass them up. A LEGO chef, dressed in a white uniform with a tiny rolling pin tucked into his belt, is helping a construction worker lift a large red block into place. The ground is scattered with extra bricks, and in the background, more LEGO figures cheer and wave as they watch the heart take shape. Above, the sky is a brilliant blue, with fluffy white LEGO clouds floating lazily in the distance. The scene is filled with teamwork and joy, as the tiny figures work together to complete their enormous creation. , detailed background Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp, , DB4RZ, DB4RZ style painting, NeoPigma, in the style of cksc, anime, cyberpunk, a masterpiece, award winning,<lora:CPA:0.5><lora:FLUX-daubrez-DB4RZ:0.3><lora:NeoPigmaV3:0.35><lora:ck-shadow-circuit-000021:0.35>
    A bustling port city teems with life as a wave of newcomers disembarks from towering wooden ships. Families clutch their few belongings as they step onto the cobbled docks, their faces filled with a mix of exhaustion and hope. A weary mother holds her child’s hand tightly, while merchants and city officials oversee the influx with ledgers in hand. In the background, grand buildings rise, promising a new life, while street vendors offer food to the hungry travelers. <lora:OBInstant camera portrait photography V2.0:1.0>, <lora:Dark side of light:0.55>, <lora:aidmaFLUXPro1.1-FLUX-v0.3:1.0>, <lora:Glitchcore_Flux:0.8>,
    a title screen of a computer game called "Grand Clam Tennis". A clam playing tennis is pictured. In the bottom there is a button captioned "START SINGLE" below it there is a button captioned "START CAREER" and below it there is a button captioned "OPTIONS" and below it there is a button captioned "QUIT GAME" and below that there is a clam holding a tennis racket.
    A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of A ghost samurai with long, flowing black hair and pale, ethereal skin stands on the surface of a dark, reflective ocean, her translucent form shimmering faintly in the pale moonlight. She is young, no more than 25, but her spectral presence radiates an ancient power. Her haunted eyes glow a soft blue, and she wields a katana made of pure, condensed mist that drips like water. At her side floats her companion, a ghostly fox with nine glowing tails, each tail swaying slowly in the still air. The ocean beneath them seems endless, but strange, floating islands hover in the sky above, with twisted trees growing upside down. The fox's eyes shine a deep blue, matching its master, and ghostly wisps of energy swirl around its form. Both samurai and pet are enveloped in a mist that hovers over the water, and the moon above them is broken into jagged pieces, as if shattered long ago, casting fragmented beams of light.(photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.), MythP0rt<lora:DnDDarkestFantasy:0.5><lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.75><lora:Dever_Flux_Enhancer:0.5><lora:Aura_Flux-000010:0.6>
    A shimmering crystal floating above an ancient, moss-covered stone altar in a dense, enchanted forest.
    A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of Within the bowels of a colossal, underground city, a rogue with coal-black skin and sharp, glowing red eyes perches atop a crumbling stone gargoyle, overlooking the labyrinthine streets below. His leather armor, patched and worn from countless battles, clings tightly to his lean frame, blending into the shadows that stretch across the narrow alleyways and towering, stone buildings. Above, the ceiling of the cavern is barely visible, obscured by a thick layer of smoke and mist that swirls in slow, languid patterns, illuminated only by the occasional flicker of neon signs and torchlight. The air is heavy with the scent of damp stone and burning coal, and the distant sound of hammers striking metal echoes through the cavern like the heartbeat of the city itself. Below, the streets are alive with the murmur of merchants, thieves, and scavengers, their faces half-hidden by hoods and masks as they move through the labyrinth like ghosts. The rogue’s eyes scan the crowd, searching for his next target, his sharp senses attuned to every movement and sound. His dagger, glowing faintly with a deep, crimson light, rests in his hand, ready for action at a moment’s notice. The scene is one of quiet tension, where the shadows and light play a dangerous game of cat and mouse. (photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.), detailmaximizer, MythP0rt<lora:midjourney_whisper_flux_lora_v01:0.55><lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1:0.4><lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.4><lora:detailed_flux_ntc:2.2><lora:aidmaImageUpgrader-FLUX-V0.1:0.65>
    In the dim light of a rustic kitchen, a small, determined mouse stands atop a massive wheel of cheese, its tiny paws gripping the hilt of a miniature sword embedded deep within the golden surface. The cheese is cracked and aged, its texture rough and uneven, with curls of rind peeling away. A soft glow reflects off the polished blade as the mouse strains to pull it free, its whiskers twitching with effort. In the background, towering kitchen utensils loom like ancient monuments, casting long shadows across the wooden countertop. <lora:FluxMythR3alisticF:0.4><lora:midjourney_whisper_flux_lora_v01:0.4><lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1:0.4><lora:Movie_Portrait:0.4><lora:Flux DetailerV2:0.4>
    Ghostlystyle,A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of Beneath the surface of a still, fog-covered lake, the faint outline of an ancient, sunken church can be seen, its spires jutting up from the water like ghostly fingers. The lake is deathly quiet, its waters unnaturally calm, with not a single ripple disturbing its glassy surface. At the water’s edge, a lone rowboat sits half-submerged in the mud, its wood rotting and covered in moss, as though it has been abandoned for centuries. Above the lake, thick tendrils of mist swirl slowly, illuminated by the pale light of a full moon that hangs low in the night sky. The church’s windows, now broken and dark, seem to glow faintly from within, casting an eerie, pale light that flickers like a dying candle. The air is thick with the smell of damp earth and decaying vegetation, and the faint sound of distant, mournful bells can be heard echoing from the depths of the water. The surface of the lake shimmers slightly, as though something stirs just beneath, but no movement can be seen. The sense of something old and forgotten lingers in the air, as though the lake itself is haunted by the spirits of those long drowned in its depths. (photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.)<lora:FluxGhost-000001>
    In the neon-lit underworld of a sprawling cyberpunk city, a lone hacker sits hunched over an interface, her fingers flying across the glowing holo-keyboard as she infiltrates a highly secure network. Her face is partially obscured by the glowing blue visor of her hacking helmet, which reflects the complex digital code streaming past her eyes. The room around her is dark, cluttered with old tech and wires snaking across the floor, while the distant hum of the city’s nightlife filters through the walls. Suddenly, alarms blare, and red warning lights flicker to life—she’s been detected. Her heart pounds as she prepares to dive deeper into the digital labyrinth, knowing escape is nearly impossible. The scene blends the high-tech tension of The Matrix with the neon-drenched intensity of Cyberpunk 2077.<lora:Anime v1.3:1.2>
    ne0nfant4sy, A desert rogue, her deep bronze skin glowing under the harsh, midday sun, crouches low, her dagger gleaming in her hand as sand whips around her. Her dark, almond-shaped eyes glint with sharp intelligence as she narrows her gaze, every muscle in her slender body coiled like a spring, ready to strike. Her dark brown hair, braided tightly to keep it out of her face, is covered by a tattered, sand-streaked hood. Dust clings to her weathered leather armor, and her scarf flutters in the hot wind, shielding her mouth from the desert’s searing breath. The intricate tattoos on her forearms glow faintly, imbued with the magic of the shifting dunes, while the endless desert stretches out behind her, vast and unforgiving. Her expression is sharp, almost predatory, as she assesses her next move, the dagger in her hand glinting with deadly purpose. Tiny motes of sand hang suspended in the air around her, frozen in the tension of the moment. The heat distorts the horizon behind her, making the distant dunes seem to ripple like waves in the sun.<lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.5><lora:NeonFantasyFLUX:0.3>
    A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image ofAn elderly Thaylen man with dark, leathery skin and short, silver hair is captured in a close-up portrait, his bushy eyebrows furrowed in concentration as he examines an ancient, glowing gemstone. The scene is set deep within the bowels of Urithiru, where the walls are lined with strange, luminescent glyphs that cast a dim, multicolored light. His clothing is a patchwork of old, worn fabrics, each piece embroidered with symbols of forgotten Thaylen gods, and he wears a peculiar, wide-brimmed hat made of cremling shells. The gemstone in his hands pulsates with a soft, internal light, casting eerie shadows across his deeply lined face. His blue eyes, sharp and calculating, reflect the glow of the gemstone as if searching for a secret hidden within its depths. The surrounding chamber hums with an ancient energy, and the walls seem to shift and breathe with a life of their own. This portrait conveys a moment of discovery and intrigue, where the strange and the ancient collide in a setting steeped in mystery and forgotten lore. (photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.), detailmaximizer, MythP0rt<lora:midjourney_whisper_flux_lora_v01:0.55><lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1:0.4><lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.4><lora:detailed_flux_ntc:2.2><lora:aidmaImageUpgrader-FLUX-V0.1:0.65>
    ne0nfant4sy, A ghoulish lich, his decayed face hidden beneath a hood of tattered black robes, stands with his skeletal hands clutching a glowing, crimson gemstone. His fleshless fingers are adorned with rings, each one glowing faintly with dark magic, while his sunken, glowing red eyes peer out from the shadows of his hood. The gemstone pulses with dark energy, casting a sickly red light over his hollow, skeletal features. Around his neck hangs an ancient amulet, inscribed with runes of forbidden magic. Behind him, a crumbling tower rises into the night, its stone walls etched with countless years of arcane symbols. The sky above is dark and starless, save for a blood-red moon that casts an eerie glow over the desolate landscape. The faint whispers of spirits echo in the air around him, and the ground beneath his feet is cracked and lifeless. His expression, though devoid of flesh, is one of sinister glee, a master of death holding unimaginable power. The crimson glow from the gemstone illuminates his skeletal grin, casting long shadows across the tattered remnants of his robes.<lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.5><lora:NeonFantasyFLUX:0.3>
    a massive, ancient tree with bark made of gold and silver spirals up into the night sky, its branches woven with twinkling stars. At its base, a small figure sits cross-legged, surrounded by glowing mushrooms and tiny, luminous fireflies that dance in the cool air. The figure’s eyes are closed, their hands resting gently in their lap as they meditate in the quiet, serene glow of the tree’s celestial light. The tree’s leaves shimmer with vibrant hues, catching the light of the stars above and casting a soft, ethereal glow over the scene. The textures of the tree’s metallic bark, the soft moss beneath the figure, and the delicate, glowing fireflies create a richly detailed, tactile environment. A soft vignette highlights the peaceful connection between the figure and the ancient tree, capturing the quiet magic of this otherworldly moment.<lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1:0.6><lora:Movie_Portrait><lora:Flux DetailerV2>
    A hyper-realistic close-up of a woman with eyes made of pure liquid gold, their surface smooth and reflective, catching the light with an otherworldly shimmer. Her skin is a deep, velvety black, so flawless that it almost absorbs the light around her, creating a striking contrast with her glowing eyes. Delicate gold leaf patterns are etched into her cheeks and forehead, shimmering softly with each movement. The background is a blurred, abstract swirl of deep blues and purples, creating a dreamy, celestial atmosphere. Realistic highlights emphasize the liquid quality of her eyes, with subtle reflections on their glossy surface. Her lips are a soft, muted gold, glossy and perfectly shaped, catching the light with subtle reflections. One hand, adorned with intricate golden rings, rests gracefully on her shoulder, the metal gleaming against the dark velvet of her skin.<lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1:0.6><lora:Movie_Portrait><lora:Flux DetailerV2>
    A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of In a vast, open battlefield under the light of a waning moon, a lone figure with alabaster skin and hair as white as snow stands amidst a sea of broken skulls and shattered bones. His eyes, glowing with a faint, silver light, scan the horizon as a cold wind whips through the battlefield, sending clouds of dust and ash swirling around him. The ground beneath his feet is littered with the remains of warriors from ages past, their skulls cracked and broken from the brutality of battle. His armor, once gleaming, is now battered and streaked with blood and dirt, but the massive, bone-handled axe in his hands still shines with an eerie, white glow. Behind him, the skeletal remains of a giant beast rise from the ground, its massive skull half-buried in the earth, casting a long, ominous shadow across the field. The sky above is a dull gray, with dark clouds gathering on the horizon, and the faint rumble of thunder can be heard in the distance. The air is heavy with the scent of death and smoke, and the quiet stillness of the battlefield is broken only by the occasional clatter of bones shifting in the wind. The scene is one of desolation and aftermath, where the skulls of the fallen warriors bear silent witness to the horrors of war. (photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.), detailmaximizer, MythP0rt<lora:midjourney_whisper_flux_lora_v01:0.55><lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1:0.4><lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.4><lora:detailed_flux_ntc:2.2><lora:aidmaImageUpgrader-FLUX-V0.1:0.65>
    A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of A fearsome raptor samurai, a humanoid male with scaly, green skin and reptilian yellow eyes, stands in the middle of a twisted jungle where the trees have mechanical limbs and metal vines. His sleek, muscular frame is covered in dark red, leather armor, with long talons extending from his fingers. His head is crowned with a spiky helmet, and his katana, crafted from the bones of ancient predators, glints in the strange, bioluminescent light. His companion is a small, velociraptor with a silver exoskeleton, perched obediently at his feet, its bright blue eyes watching for danger. The jungle around them glows with neon flora, and towering robotic trees bend unnaturally toward the sky. The samurai’s long tail whips behind him, ready for combat, and his sharp-toothed snarl reveals his primal fury. The air is thick with strange, humming insects and the scent of mechanical oil, a mix of natural and artificial elements clashing in a world unlike any other.(photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.)<lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1:0.6><lora:Movie_Portrait><lora:Flux DetailerV2>
    In the dim glow of flickering gas lamps, a mustachioed engineer in a soot-stained leather coat glares at a clunky, steam-powered automaton frozen mid-stride. His brass-rimmed goggles are pushed up onto his forehead, revealing furrowed brows and piercing green eyes filled with frustration. The contraption, meant to be a self-winding delivery machine, hisses angrily as steam escapes from its joints, gears grinding uselessly. The cobblestone street beneath them is slick with rain, reflecting the neon glow of a nearby clock tower that looms over the industrial skyline. Sparks dance from the automaton’s exposed wiring, sending plumes of acrid smoke curling into the damp night air. The engineer's gloved hands clutch a wrench so tightly his knuckles turn white, as if sheer force of will might intimidate the machine into compliance. Behind him, passersby in top hats and corsets give him a wide berth, some shaking their heads at yet another failed marvel of modern ingenuity. A brass raven perched on his shoulder lets out a metallic caw, its red eyes flashing in amused mockery of its master’s plight. The city around them hums with the constant churn of progress, but here, in this moment, technology has stubbornly refused to cooperate. , detailed background Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp, , <lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.4> <lora:Vintage comic book:0.7> <lora:MoriiMee_Gothic_Niji_Style_FLUX:1.0>
    A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of In a neon-lit alley deep within the city’s underbelly, Action Boy presses his back against a graffiti-covered wall, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. His jet-black suit, now torn and smeared with grime, reflects the soft glow of the buzzing neon signs above, casting him in shades of purple and green. The alley is tight and shadowy, with flickering streetlights and the distant sound of a bustling city that seems a world away from this hidden corner. Action Boy's green eyes dart from side to side, listening intently as heavy footsteps approach, the sound of metal boots clanging against the wet pavement. Rain drips from the edge of his hood, and his fists crackle with faint energy as he prepares for the inevitable confrontation. Above, the towering skyscrapers loom, their windows glowing like stars in the night sky, and the faint hum of distant hovercars fills the air. The alley’s walls are covered in posters of fallen heroes, their faces faded and torn, a grim reminder of the stakes. Action Boy inhales deeply, steadying his nerves, as the shadows around him grow darker, signaling the arrival of his pursuers. (photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.), detailmaximizer, MythP0rt<lora:midjourney_whisper_flux_lora_v01:0.55><lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1:0.4><lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.4><lora:detailed_flux_ntc:2.2><lora:aidmaImageUpgrader-FLUX-V0.1:0.65>
    pinguin detective in sunglasses and detective clothes holding a magnifying glass is on a crime scene on a sunny beach with crime scene tape with text "CRIME SCENE". in the middle of the scene there is a lot of melted snow, a carrot nose and two little snowman eyes on the ground. Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp<lora:FluxMythR3alisticF:0.4><lora:midjourney_whisper_flux_lora_v01:0.4><lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1:0.4><lora:Movie_Portrait:0.4><lora:Flux DetailerV2:0.4>
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