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    A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic colorful photo closeup. Atop a wind-swept cliff, a ghostly pirate ship floats in the air, its tattered sails glowing faintly under the silver light of the full moon. Standing at the bow, a spectral captain with hollow, glowing eyes and a weathered tricorne hat surveys the fog-covered ocean below, his translucent hand resting on the hilt of a shimmering, ghostly cutlass. Behind him, the crew—skeletal figures draped in rotting, seaweed-strewn uniforms—move in silent coordination, their hollow sockets gleaming with an eerie, green light. The waves crash violently against the rocks far below, sending salty spray up into the air, but the ship remains eerily still, hovering just above the jagged cliffside. The wind howls around them, carrying with it the faint, melancholic melody of an ancient sea shanty. In the distance, a lighthouse stands tall, its beam flickering as though caught between this world and the next, casting long, haunting shadows across the ocean. The sky is a swirling mix of dark clouds and glowing stars, a surreal backdrop to the ship’s otherworldly presence. The scene feels like a lost moment from a forgotten legend, where the boundaries between life and death blur into one.(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>
    modernretroanime, Anime, A hauntingly beautiful gothic girl with pale white hair cascading in soft, ghostly strands, her piercing crimson eyes glowing with an eerie intensity beneath delicate, icy lashes, dressed in an extravagant Victorian-inspired black gothic gown adorned with intricate lace, delicate embroidery, and layers of cascading ruffles, the bodice merging seamlessly with an exoskeletal ribcage of polished onyx bone that glistens under the dim light, her skeletal arms adorned with elegant silver chains and intricate dark filigree, each joint meticulously crafted to resemble an ethereal fusion of human and spectral remains, her clawed fingertips adorned with dark rings etched with forbidden runes, a headpiece woven from obsidian thorns and wilted roses resting atop her head, delicate skeletal wings resembling a twisted fusion of ribs and spines unfurling dramatically behind her, each joint moving like a mechanical symphony of death and grace, the background fading into an otherworldly void of swirling monochrome mist, ethereal dust particles catching the light as she stands as the unholy embodiment of beauty and decay, hyper-detailed anime gothic horror illustration with baroque-inspired gothic artistry, an elegant yet unsettling masterpiece of dark fantasy. <lora:Modern-Retro_Anime-FLUX:0.75>
    monster, nightmare, fear. "Under the silver light of a full moon, a Banshee emerges in a desolate, sorrowful landscape. She stands atop a hill of withered grass, surrounded by ancient dolmens and moss-covered stones that exude an aura of antiquity. Her spectral figure is ethereal, draped in a long, tattered cloak that billows as if caught in a phantom wind. Her long, white hair floats around her like a misty halo, while her pale, grief-stricken face reflects a deep, unfathomable sorrow. With sunken, glowing eyes, she gazes into the distance, her haunting wail echoing through the night, sending chills down the spine. The sky is blanketed with low, gray clouds, and a faint mist winds through the gnarled trees of a nearby forest. In the distance, a dark, winding river faintly reflects the moonlight, completing the atmosphere of death and foreboding that permeates the scene."
    In this imagination, I created a photo that blends the style of Henri Matisse with the representative work of Spanish-American artist Philippe de Ribas, "The Death of Sardanapalus." Here is a detailed description of this piece: 1. **Background**: The background of the painting features Matisse's signature color blocks, with vibrant colors like yellow, blue, and green intermingling to create an intense and lively atmosphere. These color blocks are stacked and overlapped in irregular shapes, mimicking Matisse's depictions of natural landscapes and human forms. 2. **Main Subject**: At the center of the painting is the core scene from "The Death of Sardanapalus" — the figure of Death standing atop a battlefield dyed in blood-red. His figure is rendered both majestic and tragic, wearing a crown symbolizing authority on his head, holding a spear and shield in his hands, and treading upon a mound composed of corpses. 3. **Color and Lighting**: The entire painting is dominated by a dark, almost ominous tone, yet it also includes those bright color blocks, adding a touch of vitality to the scene. Especially around Death's figure, cooler and somber colors like deep blue and gray-green are used to intensify the atmosphere of death. 4. **Detailing**: In terms of character portrayal and decorative elements, the typical Matisse style is applied—using concise yet expressive lines to outline shapes while maintaining flexibility and dynamism in this version. An attempt is made here to apply this style to Death's facial expression, enabling it to both exhibit the coldness of death and reflect the complexity of human emotions. 5. **Overall Feeling**: Through this unique combination approach, the piece aims to convey a profound and complex emotion—reflection on the eternal struggle between life and death, beauty and destruction. It is not only a tribute to the styles of two artists but also a symbolic exploration of a shared human experience. HD32K, masterpiece, high detail, ArsMJStyle, wallpaper, hyperdetailed, concept art, best quality, hyper detail, ray tracing, cinematic feel, professional photography lighting. midjourneyv6.1.
    DB4RZ,<lora:FLUX-daubrez-DB4RZ-v2:1>,A legion of spectral warriors shrouded in cerulean flames stand amidst a blighted battlefield. Their armor, once gleaming, is now dulled and spectral, their forms flickering with otherworldly energy. Utilize tenebristic lighting to accentuate the spectral glow, casting long, ominous shadows across the charnel ground. Focus on the unsettling juxtaposition of their ethereality against the grim solidity of the battlefield, emphasizing their status as harbingers of death. The low camera angle, peering upwards from the littered battlefield, creates a sense of foreboding, emphasizing the spectral army's imposing presence. Include tattered banners fluttering atop rusted poles, hinting at the army's former glory. Enhance the scene with a chilling mist clinging to the ground, partially obscuring the skeletal remains of past battles. Symbolist chiaroscuro, tenebrist, volumetric lighting, subtle halation, high-contrast, film grain, teal and orange color grading, high dynamic range, S-curve gamma
    v Ganin style. The image is a digital drawing in a dark, gritty, medieval fantasy style.At the heart of a ruined cathedral bathed in the eerie light of a full moon, a slayer with ebony skin and glowing, violet eyes stands atop a pile of bones, her massive war hammer resting casually on her shoulder. The shattered stained-glass windows behind her cast colorful, fragmented shadows across the floor, creating a haunting contrast to the desecrated altar at the far end of the hall. Her braided hair, adorned with silver charms, sways gently in the cold breeze that flows through the broken walls of the ancient structure. Around her, the remains of vampiric creatures lie scattered, their bodies twisted and burning in the pale moonlight. The intricate runes etched into her hammer glow faintly, still humming with the energy of the vanquished enemies. The air smells of old stone, blood, and the lingering scent of death, while the distant howl of a wolf echoes through the night. Her expression is one of quiet satisfaction, though her eyes still flicker with the readiness of a warrior who knows the battle is never truly over. The scene is one of dark beauty, as the slayer stands victorious, bathed in moonlight amidst the ruins of an ancient war. Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp<lora:Ev_Ganin>
    A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of In the center of a fog-choked village square, a plague doctor stands tall, draped in a dark, tattered leather coat that flutters slightly in the cold wind. His bird-like mask, with glassy, opaque eyes, gleams under the faint light of a crescent moon, casting an eerie shadow across the cobblestone street. Behind him, abandoned houses with boarded windows loom in silence, their once lively doors now marked with crude red crosses. The doctor’s gloved hand clutches a brass-topped cane, the metal dull from years of use, while small vials of dark liquids clink quietly from the belt at his waist. The air is thick with the scent of decay, carried on the wind that rustles through dead trees lining the street. Wisps of mist swirl around his feet, and the distant sound of a lone bell tolls, signaling the presence of death. A black raven perches atop a broken signpost, its eyes glowing with an unsettling intelligence, watching the doctor’s every movement. The scene is one of ominous stillness, a world suspended between life and death, as the plague doctor stands as the last remaining sentinel of a dying world. (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 heart of a misty, overgrown cemetery, a vampire with onyx-black hair and piercing crimson eyes kneels before his beloved, his pale hand tenderly resting atop hers. The woman, draped in a flowing crimson gown, her dark curls cascading over her shoulders, gazes down at him with a mix of longing and sorrow. A single blood-red rose rests between them, its petals glistening with fresh dew under the soft glow of the full moon. Around them, ancient tombstones, covered in ivy, stand as silent witnesses to their eternal devotion. Flickering lanterns cast trembling shadows upon the fog-covered ground, adding to the haunting beauty of the moment. Above, the twisted branches of skeletal trees reach toward the sky, framing the couple in an embrace of darkness and moonlight. The vampire’s lips part, a whisper of devotion hanging in the cool night air, as if he is offering not just his love, but his very soul. The night feels frozen in time, capturing a love that defies both life and death. , detailed background Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp, , <lora:FluxMythR3alisticF><lora:PCB_Image_Enhancer_for_FLUX:0.35>
    ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, monster, nightmare, fear. "Under the silver light of a full moon, a Banshee emerges in a desolate, sorrowful landscape. She stands atop a hill of withered grass, surrounded by ancient dolmens and moss-covered stones that exude an aura of antiquity. Her spectral figure is ethereal, draped in a long, tattered cloak that billows as if caught in a phantom wind. Her long, white hair floats around her like a misty halo, while her pale, grief-stricken face reflects a deep, unfathomable sorrow. With sunken, glowing eyes, she gazes into the distance, her haunting wail echoing through the night, sending chills down the spine. The sky is blanketed with low, gray clouds, and a faint mist winds through the gnarled trees of a nearby forest. In the distance, a dark, winding river faintly reflects the moonlight, completing the atmosphere of death and foreboding that permeates the scene."
    A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of In the center of a fog-choked village square, a plague doctor stands tall, draped in a dark, tattered leather coat that flutters slightly in the cold wind. His bird-like mask, with glassy, opaque eyes, gleams under the faint light of a crescent moon, casting an eerie shadow across the cobblestone street. Behind him, abandoned houses with boarded windows loom in silence, their once lively doors now marked with crude red crosses. The doctor’s gloved hand clutches a brass-topped cane, the metal dull from years of use, while small vials of dark liquids clink quietly from the belt at his waist. The air is thick with the scent of decay, carried on the wind that rustles through dead trees lining the street. Wisps of mist swirl around his feet, and the distant sound of a lone bell tolls, signaling the presence of death. A black raven perches atop a broken signpost, its eyes glowing with an unsettling intelligence, watching the doctor’s every movement. The scene is one of ominous stillness, a world suspended between life and death, as the plague doctor stands as the last remaining sentinel of a dying world. (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 captivating digital abstract collage art piece features a high priestess woman, embodying power and mysticism. She wears a flowing, deep violet robe adorned with intricate silver symbols, her long, dark hair cascading in waves around her ethereal face. Her piercing amber eyes glimmer with wisdom, and atop her head rests a crown of twisted silver branches, symbolizing divine authority. Surreal, symbolic collage elements surround her: in her shadow, a devilish figure with glowing red eyes and curling horns creates an ominous contrast. Above, a black-and-white linear optical illusion forms shifting, geometric patterns, inspired by M.C. Escher. To her left, an ancient stone church stands as a monument to faith, its towering spires looming. Nearby, a shiny apple and a glass of crimson red wine symbolize temptation and indulgence, while a golden-accented wristwatch ticks, marking time’s passage. To the right, a fishing rod with a crumpled 100-dollar bill symbolizes materialism. Below, a Renaissance bust of David observes with stoic calm. A skeleton wearing sleek Beats headphones introduces a modern twist, fusing life and death. The image’s borders feature a roller coaster, its rails curving around the frame, representing life’s ups and downs. This layered collage blends spirituality, symbolism, and modern elements into a surreal narrative, creating a cohesive visual expression.
    Create a haunting dark fantasy scene set in a desolate, ruined cityscape. At the center, a towering and menacing executioner looms, draped in a flowing, tattered black robe with a deep hood obscuring his face. His shoulders are lined with dark fur, adding to his imposing figure, while his skeletal, metallic mask exudes pure terror. In one hand, he firmly grips a massive, double-headed axe, its blade darkened by age and battle, ready for imminent bloodshed. He stands ominously atop a pile of skulls, reinforcing his aura of death. Around his neck hangs a gruesome necklace of severed ears, a chilling testament to his past victims, amplifying his horrific presence. The background is steeped in decay, with crumbling buildings and ancient, skeletal pillars half-swallowed by mist and shadows.The sky is stormy and turbulent, casting a dark shroud over the scene, while an eerie, warm glow from a distant fire illuminates the ruins, casting flickering, sinister light upon the executioner's figure. In the distance, barely discernible, a smaller cloaked figure stands amidst the wreckage, adding a layer of mystery and dread to the scene. The atmosphere is one of overwhelming doom, with dark, moody colors saturating the image to emphasize the grim, ominous, and foreboding nature of the landscape. This image should capture the viewer with an intense sense of fear, suspense, and anticipation of the horrors yet to unfold.
    In the heart of a murky, foreboding swamp under the veil of the darkest hour, a dark-haired necromancer commands the forces of the beyond. The swamp is alive with shadow and decay, its gnarled trees stretching toward the heavens like skeletal fingers. Poison-green mist coils around their twisted roots, glowing faintly in the dim light of a crescent moon that struggles to penetrate the oppressive darkness. The stagnant water reflects the eerie green glow, interrupted only by ripples from unseen creatures lurking below. At the center of this unsettling scene stands the necromancer herself, a striking figure clad in a flowing dark mage’s robe embroidered with intricate patterns in deep purple and venomous green. The robe shimmers subtly, as though infused with forbidden magic, its edges fraying into tendrils of shadow that seem to move on their own. A wide-brimmed, pointed mage hat sits atop her raven-black hair, the hat adorned with runes that faintly pulsate with a malevolent green light. In her right hand, she grips a massive staff carved from ancient, gnarled wood, its surface blackened and cracked with veins of glowing emerald energy. Atop the staff rests a massive, jagged green crystal, radiating an ominous, pulsating light that illuminates her pale, sharp features. Her expression is one of cold focus, her piercing violet eyes locked on the spell she is weaving. Her lips are slightly parted, whispering arcane incantations that reverberate with an unsettling echo. Before her, the earth writhes as a skeleton claw bursts through the fetid soil, its bony fingers grasping at the air as the undead servant rises at her command. Poison-green flames dance in its empty eye sockets, casting flickering light across the necromancer’s face and the surrounding swamp. The summoning circle etched into the ground glows with an unnatural light, its symbols etched with a precision that speaks to her mastery of the dark arts. The atmosphere is charged with tension and dark magic. Wisps of ethereal purple light spiral upward from the summoning circle, mingling with the green mist that clings to the necromancer’s form like a spectral shroud. The surrounding swamp crackles with life and death, frogs and insects silenced in the face of her dark power. The overall color palette is a haunting blend of shadowy blacks, venomous greens, and deep purples, with only the occasional flicker of moonlight breaking through the oppressive gloom. Every detail of the necromancer's form exudes power and menace, marking her as a mistress of death and decay, fully in control of the dark forces that bow to her will. DB4RZ, g0thicPXL, mythp0rt <lora:FLUX-daubrez-DB4RZ-v2:0.8>, <lora:gopFLUX:0.15>, <lora:artisketchyfs-v02:0.2>, <lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.15>
    In the heart of a misty, overgrown cemetery, a vampire with onyx-black hair and piercing crimson eyes kneels before his beloved, his pale hand tenderly resting atop hers. The woman, draped in a flowing crimson gown, her dark curls cascading over her shoulders, gazes down at him with a mix of longing and sorrow. A single blood-red rose rests between them, its petals glistening with fresh dew under the soft glow of the full moon. Around them, ancient tombstones, covered in ivy, stand as silent witnesses to their eternal devotion. Flickering lanterns cast trembling shadows upon the fog-covered ground, adding to the haunting beauty of the moment. Above, the twisted branches of skeletal trees reach toward the sky, framing the couple in an embrace of darkness and moonlight. The vampire’s lips part, a whisper of devotion hanging in the cool night air, as if he is offering not just his love, but his very soul. The night feels frozen in time, capturing a love that defies both life and death. , detailed background Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp, , ,in the style of cksc,anime, cyberpunk, DB4RZ, DB4RZ style painting <lora:CPA:0.5><lora:FLUX-daubrez-DB4RZ:0.3><lora:Luminous_Shadowscape-000016:0.3><lora:ck-shadow-circuit-000021:0.35>

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