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Harlem Renaissance Art Style, Dark Moody Atmosphere, breathtaking cinematic film still of A beautiful dark and twisted Chaos-corrupted Sister of Night Battle-Sister, power armor warped and jagged, infused with purple glowing pulsating runes of Chaos. her face twisted by the taint of the Warp, her eyes glowing a sinister purple. hair purple in a ponytail style, her armor is now twisted into unholy sigils, andd dark tendrils of chaos energy swirl around her form. In one hand she grips a corrupted plasma pistol crackling with dark energy while the other holds a serrated blade oozing with warp-tainted blood. The background is a desolate chaotic battlefield engulfed in flames and dark warp-storm clouds. The atmosphere is oppressive and malevolent, capturing the terrifying fall of a once-devoted warrior now consumed by the power of Chaos.
Intricate, highly detailed textures emphasize the corruption with a sense of dark chaotic energy radiating from the scene.
Hyper detailed in the artistic styles of Adrian Smith, Mark Gibbons, and Paul Dainton
highly detailed background
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(masterpiece, best quality, ultra detailled, detailed face, pretty girl, large breasts, slim waist, large hips)
An eerie scene of a terrified individual facing a grotesque, otherworldly creature that defies all logic and reason. The being, seemingly emerged from the depths of the cosmic abyss, looms over its hapless prey, ready to consume them whole. Its massive, maw-like mouth, adorned with rows of jagged, razor-sharp teeth, stretches from its scaly, elongated head to its bulbous, tentacled torso, engulfing almost half of its monstrous form. The creature's emaciated, gangly limbs dangle menacingly close to the ground, while its segmented, scaled body glistens in the dim, unnatural light. The poor soul standing before this nightmarish abomination is reduced to a state of utter horror and despair, their eyes wide with terror, their muscles tense and quivering, as they brace themselves for the inevitable end. The background fades into a surreal, Lovecraftian landscape of twisted trees, eldritch lights, and an ever-shifting, cosmic void, hinting at the endless horrors that lie beyond the confines of this ghastly tableau.

Magic style,
Cartoon mouse, wide-eyed in astonishment, peering at a spiraling black hole consuming the cosmos, Hayao Miyazaki-inspired, characters with exaggerated features, black hole warping starfield backdrop, interplay of fear and wonder in facial expression, soft color palette, hand-drawn animation feel, digital painting, volumetric light effects, ultra fine details.

Over-the-shoulder boss-style shot of a towering, gleaming knightess in radiant silver armor standing against a raging desert sandstorm. Her massive sword crackles with lightning, arcs of energy lighting up the dim, stormy skies. The knightess, exuding both power and elegance, grips the sword tightly, her divine armor clinging to her voluptuous form.
Before her looms the final adversary—an ancient Egyptian mummy boss, wrapped in a massive, swirling cloak of thick DARK sand and dust. This shroud engulfs the entire battlefield, creating a suffocating, storm-like presence that darkens the sky. The mummy's Female boss decayed, bandaged face is barely visible beneath the shifting layers of sand, with cursed symbols glowing faintly through the storm. Its hollow, glowing eyes burn with an otherworldly hatred as the storm around it rages, the wind howling with fury.
As the knightess readies her blade, the cloak of sand and dust twists and reshapes, spreading further as if threatening to consume everything in its path. Lightning crackles along the knightess’s sword as she swings it with tremendous force, the blade cutting through the whirlwind of sand, sending arcs of energy towards the cursed mummy. The entire scene is swallowed by the chaotic storm as their battle begins.

This painting portrays a figure in a moment of intense psychological or emotional distress, with hands pressed against their head, which dissolves into a chaotic, swirling black mass. The expressive, textural brushstrokes and fiery background create a sense of movement and turmoil, symbolizing the figure’s internal struggle. The sharp contrast between the dark, consuming blackness and the warm, explosive background adds to the intensity of the image, as if the figure’s anguish is erupting into the space around them. Through its expressive style, contrasting color palette, and surreal elements, the artwork powerfully conveys themes of mental anguish, emotional breakdown, and the consuming nature of inner chaos. The result is a haunting, visceral depiction of psychological struggle that invites viewers to confront the raw, unsettling nature of human despair.

This high-quality digital artwork depicts a faceless god, holding up his hand to his face, holding the universe in his palm, getting ready to destroy all that it's birthed and created in one quick motion. The god has is has no face. Instead, where the gods face would be is a smooth, featureless, black surface, consumed by darkness with a swarm of beautiful stars scattered. The faceless god is clothed in an elegantly designed, dark, lightly armored robe, with a white fur collar, that covers the spirits torso and arms. The background features a universe with colorful twinkling stars. The camera angle is leveled, looking at the faceless god, emphasizing it's gut wrenching situation. The depth of field is wide, keeping everything in sharp focus, highlighting every magnificent detail. The overall aesthetic quality is very high, showcasing excellent use of lighting and composition.((heavy pink and magentas)), text "I demand your buzz mortal"

graindarkfantasy,Over-the-shoulder boss-style shot of a towering, gleaming knightess in radiant silver armor standing against a raging desert sandstorm. Her massive sword crackles with lightning, arcs of energy lighting up the dim, stormy skies. The knightess, exuding both power and elegance, grips the sword tightly, her divine armor clinging to her voluptuous form.
Before her looms the final adversary—an ancient Egyptian mummy boss, wrapped in a massive, swirling cloak of thick DARK sand and dust. This shroud engulfs the entire battlefield, creating a suffocating, storm-like presence that darkens the sky. The mummy's Female boss decayed, bandaged face is barely visible beneath the shifting layers of sand, with cursed symbols glowing faintly through the storm. Its hollow, glowing eyes burn with an otherworldly hatred as the storm around it rages, the wind howling with fury.
As the knightess readies her blade, the cloak of sand and dust twists and reshapes, spreading further as if threatening to consume everything in its path. Lightning crackles along the knightess’s sword as she swings it with tremendous force, the blade cutting through the whirlwind of sand, sending arcs of energy towards the cursed mummy. The entire scene is swallowed by the chaotic storm as their battle begins.

"Image of an enraged anime samurai bunny, holding an extremely detailed magical katana with intricate designs and patterns etched into the blade. The bunny's fur is a wild, disheveled mess, with their ears laid back and their whiskers bristling with anger. One of their eyes is filled with a fiery rage, burning with a fierce inner intensity that seems to be consuming them. The katana itself seems to be imbued with a magical energy, with a fierce, pulsating glow emanating from the blade. The bunny's muscles are tense and rippling with power, as if they are about to unleash a devastating attack. Style: anime-inspired, intense, and dynamic, with a focus on capturing the bunny's raw emotion and fury." Highest quality, 4k, masterpiece, extremely detailed

The image is an anime-styled illustration of a menacing and powerful character from the Lord of the Rings. The Eye of Sauron, perched atop Barad-dûr, the Dark Tower, is one of the most iconic and menacing symbols in J.R.R. Tolkien's The Lord of the Rings series. The Eye itself is depicted as a fiery, lidless eye, constantly searching and surveying the lands of Middle-earth. Its form is intense and unsettling, with a slit pupil that resembles that of a reptile or cat, giving it a predatory and all-seeing appearance.
The iris of the Eye glows with a burning, molten orange or red hue, radiating power and malevolence. Flames and tendrils of fire often seem to flicker around it, emphasizing its unyielding and consuming gaze.
Barad-dûr, the fortress on which the Eye is set, is a massive, dark tower made of black iron and stone, located in the land of Mordor. The structure is imposing and jagged, with sharp spires and battlements that reach skyward. The tower is surrounded by an oppressive atmosphere of shadow and gloom, with dark clouds often swirling above, contributing to its ominous and foreboding presence.
The Eye of Sauron atop Barad-dûr is not only a literal symbol of Sauron's power but also a metaphoric representation of his desire for control and domination. Its gaze is relentless, embodying the fear and dread that Sauron instills in those who oppose him.

as you watch the vibrant and swirls recur in frontal from one of these futurical spectacle, there's no word on where to start unless you are ready in the mood, where i can begin the adescence to your vision and passion for nature fusion! The air fill with swirler shapes in shades and textures like fiert yellow, envelop your entire scene like glowing red, or, even though you seem just beginning to take in all its beauty in life before yourself and the viewer, who has already consumed it so deeply and soulfully alive before you see. These fantastic dance acts have made for an otherworldly and unforgettable scene. A masterpiece, crafted in intricate stroke style that defie the boundaries that lie within you is bound only by those two extraordinary creatures of art: the dynastique, The Artemisians who call him upon us and tell this unique tale about humanity and innovation through his powerful intellect ascent and creative artist-prodigies who make him work alongside them. Together these musical wonders will delight viewers to lose their imaginations and discover new avenue at countless music concert hall.

Native american art, best quality, ultra hi res, buddhist thangka painting, planet earth covered by fog of war, rain of sorrow, fire of hatred, blizzard of ignorance. Within the planet four vortexes of multicolored light spiral inward towards the core, the light of the beloved, the light of the warrior, the light of the guardian, the light of the healer. On the southern pole the illuminati erect a profane upside-down pyramid, its zenith reaching down into a gaping mouth. Below the planet is a ravenous galactic superpredator with an open toothed maw and hundreds of tentatcles covered with eyes reaching upwards straining to consume the earth, radial symetry, abstract, emotional

mythp0rt, A dark, armored female warrior standing atop a swirling mass of black, liquid-like tendrils erupting in chaotic motion. She wields a sleek, menacing blade in one hand, her body leaning forward in a dynamic and aggressive pose. Her flowing cloak and braided hair whip through the air, blending into the tendrils as if consumed by the darkness.
The background is a vivid, blood-red void, splattered and textured with chaotic patterns, contrasting sharply against the inky black tendrils and her silhouette. The scene has a painterly, high-contrast aesthetic, with dripping, splattered textures adding an ominous, abstract feel. High detail, cinematic lighting, dark fantasy, and surreal horror vibes.

Deep underground lies a prison with walls made of transparent glass, behind which stretch infinite tunnels filled with lightless void. Inside each cell is a prisoner, their body composed of smoke and ash, endlessly reliving the moment of their capture. Guards made of rusted metal and human screams patrol the halls, their bodies twisted and unnatural. At the center of the prison is a colossal hourglass, its sand made of shattered stars, counting down the time until the void beyond the walls breaks through and consumes everything.

A fiery-haired fire elemental, her skin a molten bronze that seems to ripple with heat, stands with her hands ablaze, flames licking up her arms. Her bright red hair, made entirely of flickering fire, dances wildly around her sharp, angular face, casting a warm, orange glow over her features. Her eyes, glowing embers of gold and crimson, burn with an intensity that matches the inferno she commands. Her body, covered in swirling, molten patterns, radiates heat, and the air around her shimmers with waves of intense heat. Behind her, a landscape of molten lava flows, bubbling and churning as sparks fly into the sky. The distant, jagged silhouette of volcanoes looms, their peaks spewing ash and fire into the night sky. Her expression is one of fierce, unbridled power, her lips curved into a dangerous smile as she revels in her element. The flames that consume her seem alive, wrapping around her like a second skin, ready to unleash destruction. The glow of the lava reflects in her eyes, making them burn even brighter, full of wrath and wild beauty.<lora:DnDDarkestFantasy:0.5><lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.75><lora:Dever_Flux_Enhancer:0.5><lora:Aura_Flux-000010:0.6>

A rugged, feral wood elf with wild, unkempt hair made of living vines and flowers that constantly bloom and wither. Thorne’s skin is bark-like, covered in moss and leaves, and his eyes are a fiery orange. He wears a cloak of leaves that crackle with embers, and his hands are constantly aflame with green and orange fire. Thorne can control wildfires, summoning flames that burn without consuming, using them to cleanse and renew the land. He can also shapeshift into animals of the forest, his connection to nature allowing him to channel the wild, untamed energy of the earth.

This high-quality digital artwork depicts a faceless god, holding the universe in his palm. The god has no face. Instead, where the gods face would be is a smooth, featureless, black surface, consumed by darkness with a swarm of beautiful stars scattered. The faceless god is clothed in an elegantly designed, dark, lightly armored robe, with a white fur collar, that covers the spirits torso and arms. The background features a universe with colorful twinkling stars. The camera angle is leveled, looking at the faceless god, emphasizing it's gut wrenching situation. The depth of field is wide, keeping everything in sharp focus, highlighting every magnificent detail. The overall aesthetic quality is very high, showcasing excellent use of lighting and composition.((heavy pink and magentas))

A ghastly orchard growing only bones, stretching endlessly under a blood-red sky. Skeletons of twisted trees reach upward, their “branches” skeletal arms clawing toward freedom. Fruits hang from them—skulls with hollow eyes that weep black tears and whisper in ancient tongues. The ground is littered with cracked bone fragments, crunching underfoot. Those who enter must beware: the orchard claims any visitor who touches the “fruit,” slowly transforming them into part of the harvest. When the wind blows, the orchard sighs with the voices of those it has consumed.

A close-up digital artwork in anime style featuring a lone female ninja with long, flowing hair that cascades around her like dark, stormy waves. She stands in a fierce combat stance, holding her katana horizontally in front of her face. The blade gleams with a faint, 80s-inspired red glow, its sharp edge catching the dim, worn-out light around her. Her intense eyes, framed by the deep black of her hair and armor, lock onto her unseen opponent with an unwavering, piercing gaze. The katana reflects the surrounding glow, creating angular highlights, while the rest of the image is consumed by shadowy blackness.
Behind her, abstract, geometric lines run vertically, like cosmic energy pulsing through a swirling, textured background of deep reds, oranges, and blacks—evoking the vastness of space. The cosmic aura surrounds her, as if she’s standing on the edge of another dimension, poised for a battle that transcends time and space. The swirling nebula dust and rough textures add depth and mystery, blending minimalism with an otherworldly aesthetic. Her flowing hair, combined with the ethereal glow of her katana, captures the tension and power of the moment, making her presence both commanding and cool in this dark, atmospheric scene.

ne0nfant4sy, A fallen angel, her once-white wings now charred and tattered, crouches on the edge of a crumbling stone temple. Her once-radiant skin, now a pale, ashen gray, glows faintly in the dim light of a burning sky, and her golden hair falls in disheveled waves around her face. Her silver eyes, now dull with sorrow and rage, stare out over the broken world below, her hands gripping a twisted, blackened sword. Her armor, once gleaming and pristine, is now scorched and shattered, hanging in pieces from her slender frame. The dark clouds above swirl ominously, lit from below by the fires of a world consumed by chaos. Behind her, the remnants of a holy city lie in ruins, its once-grand spires reduced to rubble, bathed in an eerie red glow. Her expression is one of deep anguish, her jaw clenched as if sheâs fighting back tears, while a single, blackened feather drifts from her wing, falling slowly to the ground. The air is thick with the scent of smoke and ash, and the faint echo of distant screams lingers in the background.<lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.5><lora:NeonFantasyFLUX:0.3>

A close-up digital artwork in mythp0rt anime style featuring a lone female ninja with long, flowing hair that cascades around her like dark, stormy waves. She stands in a fierce combat stance, holding her katana horizontally in front of her face. The blade gleams with a faint, 80s-inspired DARK yellow glow, its sharp edge catching the dim, worn-out light around her. Her intense eyes, framed by the deep black of her hair and armor, lock onto her unseen opponent with an unwavering, piercing gaze. The katana reflects the surrounding glow, creating angular highlights, while the rest of the image is consumed by shadowy blackness.
Behind her, abstract, geometric lines run vertically, like cosmic energy pulsing through a swirling, textured background of deep yellow and blacks—evoking the vastness of space. The cosmic aura surrounds her, as if she’s standing on the edge of another dimension, poised for a battle that transcends time and space. The swirling nebula dust and rough textures add depth and mystery, blending extreme minimalism with an otherworldly aesthetic. Her flowing hair, combined with the ethereal glow of her katana, captures the tension and power of the moment, making her presence both commanding and cool in this dark, atmospheric scene.

An enigmatic composition bathed in soft, diffused light, blending whispers of surrealism and melancholia. The scene unfolds in a cinematic atmosphere where subtle textures and delicate grains add depth, while the interplay of light and shadow enhances the quiet intensity of the moment. A subdued color palette merges with ethereal haze, evoking a dreamlike quality and timeless stillness. The central subject –Tetsuo’s mutated arm pulsates grotesquely, glowing veins of red and blue power snaking outward as rage consumes him. His face, twisted with fury, reflects the energy building to its breaking point. A close-up captures veins crackling with light as his arm distorts further, channeling raw destruction toward the megalopolis, its skyline trembling under the weight of his wrath.– is delicately framed, their presence balanced between mystery and intimacy. Surrounding elements, rich in symbolic undertones, anchor the narrative in an otherworldly context. Organic details like softly swaying flora or faintly glowing surfaces contrast with stark, haunting figures, creating a juxtaposition that is both poignant and surreal. The composition invites introspection, with negative space amplifying the mood's resonance. Every detail, from the atmospheric depth to the muted highlights, serves to craft an image that feels suspended in an emotional, poetic realm, steeped in quiet nostalgia.
surreal style

cinematic film still close up of a face, Envision a hyper-realistic image of an enigmatic female elven light mage, supremely powerful, clear beautiful porcelain skin, unblemished skin, , her eyes twin white supernovae, White flames consumed her irises, . she is a living conduit of magic Her long flowing hair blonde as dawn . the winds of magic form behind her, expression of pure rage
. shallow depth of field, vignette, highly detailed, high budget, bokeh, cinemascope, moody, epic, gorgeous, film grain, grainy

A Warhammer 40K Blood Angel with Smeagol's wild and twisted face, his mouth open in a ferocious battle cry, firing a massive heavy bolter directly at the viewer. The heavy bolter's muzzle flashes illuminate his manic expression, with every detail of his power armor—gleaming red and gold, adorned with purity seals and battle scars—shining brilliantly amidst the chaos. His eyes wide with insanity and obsession, smoke and debris swirl around him, as if he’s completely consumed by the madness of battle. The scene captures a darkly humorous moment, blending the grim, futuristic warfare of 40K with Smeagol's unhinged, feral intensity

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Join in my child And listen digging through my old numb shadow My shadow's shedding skin I've been picking scabs again I'm down digging through My old muscles looking for a clue I've been crawling on my belly Clearing out what could've been I've been wallowing in my own confused And insecure delusions For a piece to cross me over Or a word to guide me in I wanna feel the changes coming down I wanna know what I've been hiding In my shadow My shadow Change is coming through again Shadow's closer to meaning I've been crawling on my belly Clearing out what could've been I've been wallowing in my own chaotic And insecure delusions I wanna feel the change consume me Feel the outside turning in I wanna feel the metamorphosis and Cleansing I've endured in My shadow Change is coming Now is my time Listen to my muscle memory Contemplate what I've been clinging to Forty-six and two ahead of me I choose to live and to grow Take and give and to move Learn and love and to cry Kill and die and to be paranoid and to lie Hate and fear and to do What it takes to move through I choose to live and to lie Kill and give and to die Learn and love and to do What it takes to step through See my shadow changing Stretching up and over me Soften this old armor Hoping I can clear the way by Stepping through my shadow Coming out the other side Step into the shadow
*Shutting Down*
*Going Dark*
*Offline*

A pile of Books made out of chocolate cake, with large google eyes, with sharp pink chocolate teeth, surrounded by chocolate chips, and oozing chocolate liquid from it's mouth, made of chocolate
Written above it, "Consume the Chocolate Flesh" in bright chocolate letters
space stars background. fluorescent colors,

Old grainy photography, fined grain photo.
Volcanic Wizard Bust with Cursed Fury StaffStaff: A molten fury staff, forged from cooled lava, with magma-red runes glowing intensely along the cracked surface. The top of the staff is crowned with a smoldering ember, constantly emitting small bursts of flame.Visual Elements: The wizard’s fiery eyes burn with an inner fire, and veins of glowing lava-like lines spread across his darkened skin. The staff’s heat radiates visibly, distorting the air around it.Clothing: Charred leather armor interwoven with ember-red cloth, adorned with symbols of volcanoes. The robe’s edges are singed, and ash clings to the fabric, as if it has been forged in the heart of a volcano.Cursed Detail: Molten lava-like veins slowly creep from his hand, threatening to consume his entire arm as part of the curse’s relentless advance.Background: A smoldering volcanic landscape with molten rivers and floating embers casting a fiery glow.

In a world bathed in shades of crimson, a striking Black woman stands as the focal point of an otherworldly scene. Her skin glows like polished onyx, contrasting vividly against the deep, blood-red backdrop. She wears a flowing gown made of shimmering red fabric that seems to ripple like liquid fire, each movement creating waves of light and shadow. Her hair is styled in intricate braids adorned with golden beads and crimson jewels, catching the light like embers.

Around her, the environment is a surreal dreamscape: the sky is a swirling vortex of red and black, with faint streaks of gold cutting through like lightning. The ground beneath her feet is cracked and glowing, as if molten lava flows just beneath the surface. Strange, twisted trees with crimson leaves stretch toward the sky, their branches clawing at the air like skeletal hands.

Her expression is one of fierce determination, her eyes burning with an intensity that seems to pierce through the very fabric of reality. In her hand, she holds a staff topped with a glowing red crystal, pulsing with energy that matches the rhythm of her heartbeat. The air around her crackles with power, and the faint sound of drums echoes in the distance, growing louder with each passing moment.

She is a figure of both beauty and strength, a ruler of this crimson realm, and her presence commands attention. The scene is alive with symbolism—power, passion, and resilience—as she stands unyielding, a beacon of hope and defiance in a world consumed by fire and shadow.

A man kneeling in darkness, skin transforming into serpentine scales:1.2, chest torn open revealing glowing heart being consumed by shadows. Pack of ethereal wolves circling, eyes burning red. Photorealistic rendering, 8K resolution, cinematic atmosphere. aidmaMJ6.1

hyper realistic surreal photography of a knight in full armor stands on the edge of a cliff overlooking a sea of bones stretching to the horizon. His sword is plunged deep into the ground, and around the hilt, vines made of glowing veins pulse faintly with light, crawling up his arm. The sky above is a swirling mass of red and black clouds, with massive, spectral birds circling overhead. Behind him, the decaying remains of a once-grand castle sit on the cliffside, partially consumed by the encroaching bone sea, while distant whispers seem to echo from the abyss below. symmetric composition, low camera angle, bokeh, masterpiece, high quality, professional photography, film grain, hyper detailed, surreal, <lora:flux_realism_lora:0.7> <lora:fluxenhancer:0.2> <lora:Aura_Flux:0.3> <lora:Dever_Flux_Enhancer:.5>

Old grainy photography, fined grain photo.
Lunar Druid Bust with Moonshadow StaffStaff: A staff crafted from pale, moonlit wood, its surface engraved with silver-glowing runes that reflect the phases of the moon. The top of the staff holds a crescent moon that glows with a soft, ethereal light, surrounded by a faint halo of moonlight.Visual Elements: The wizard’s eyes are a soft, luminous silver, glowing with the light of the moon. His skin is marked with crescent-shaped shadows that slowly move across his face and neck, like phases of the moon, showing the curse that ties him to the lunar cycle. His hair flows like moonlight, with strands that shimmer and fade into shadow.Clothing: A robe woven from silvery fabrics that seem to shift and change like the phases of the moon, adorned with patterns of stars and constellations. Parts of the robe are darkening, as if consumed by shadow, a reflection of the lunar curse.Cursed Detail: Moving crescent shadows that crawl across his skin, shifting with the phases of the moon, binding him to the eternal lunar cycle.Background: A dark, starry night sky with a crescent moon shining brightly, casting a soft, ghostly light that enhances the mystical atmosphere.

Melina, the enigmatic character from Elden Ring, stands in a full-body pose with her back to the viewer, appearing small and almost fragile compared to the overwhelming scene before her. Her slender, stylized frame is dwarfed by the colossal, golden Erdtree, which towers in the background, engulfed in flames from the roots to the highest branches. The treeâs massive, intertwined limbs glow intensely as they are consumed by fire, casting an apocalyptic light across the landscape.
Melina's muted, dusky pink hair, which barely grazes her shoulders, is illuminated by the inferno she has summoned. Her long, nearly black cloak flows around her, rippling in the heat, while her arms are raised high above her head, both hands lifted toward the blazing sky. The flames envelop her form from the ground up, creating an aura of raw power as if she has become one with the fire itself.
She stands firmly with her legs spread shoulder-width apart, grounding her in this moment of destruction and sacrifice. The ground around her is ablaze, crackling with fierce, consuming fire, and embers swirl upward, merging with the ash-filled sky. The entire scene is filled with intense, golden-orange light, with shadows stretching and twisting amidst the chaos, highlighting the grandeur and devastation of the burning Erdtree.
(photo realism, panoramic view, wide-angle shot, extreme details, intricate textures, subsurface scattering, telephoto, f/2.8)
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cinematic film still close up of the face of justicar syndra, Envision a hyper-realistic image of an enigmatic female light mage, supremely powerful, clear beautiful porcelain skin, unblemished skin, her eyes twin white-gold supernovae, White red and gold flames consumed her irises, . she is a living conduit of magic. Her long flowing hair is light blonde. the winds of magic form behind her, expression of pure rage. she is wearing a gold ornate headpiece that resembles a helmet, small red and gold glitters flowing aroung her beautiful face. shallow depth of field, vignette, highly detailed, high budget, bokeh, cinemascope, moody, epic, gorgeous, film grain, grainy, glowinglora

$A hooded figure stands before you, its face entirely consumed by the blinding neon word "RAGE," flickering violently with visual glitches. The letters distort and stutter, as if the very word is breaking reality. Behind them, chaotic, glitch-ridden 2D vector flames roar in anime style, repeatedly fracturing and reforming with digital distortions. Lightning strikes pierce the flames, but even the lightning glitches, splitting and flickering unnaturally. The figure’s entire form seems unstable, shifting with glitching pixels and visual tears, adding to the sense of barely-contained fury. The scene vibrates with raw, electric chaos, the glitches multiplying, amplifying the intense, glitch-filled eruption of uncontrollable rage that pulses through the screen.$

horror show, monster, nightmare, fear, Cinematic style
"A dark, hooded figure sits towards the rear of his energy sucking lair. Several victims of his powerful life draining power lie on the ground as lifeless husks clearly dead and drained of all vitality. The creature's eyes glow with a bright hellish red fire, as if the consumed life force powers his red orbs. It's face is covered in shadow, but from beneath the dark hood, a hideous yellowed skull can be seen, infused with malignant evil. A clawed hand emerges from his ancient robes, draining the last dregs of life from his third victim. Magical energy swirls around it, like smoke, poisoning the air with an ominous aura. This creature is a true embodiment of evil and horror, a creature straight out of the deepest nightmares, guarding the secrets of an ancient curse and seeking the life forces of the living."

Old grainy photography, fined grain photo.
Shadow Weaver Bust with Cursed Obsidian StaffStaff: A staff carved from smooth, polished obsidian, its surface covered in dark, glowing runes that seem to absorb all light around them. The top of the staff is crowned with a swirling vortex of shadows, constantly shifting and swirling as if alive.Visual Elements: The wizard’s eyes are dark voids, with faint wisps of shadow swirling within them. His skin is marked with blackened lines that spread across his face and neck like cracks, revealing the curse of the shadows. His hair flows like liquid darkness, blending into the shadows that surround him.Clothing: A robe made of dark, flowing fabric that seems to shift and move like living shadows, adorned with intricate patterns of darkness and void. The fabric is tattered and frayed at the edges, as if consumed by the shadows it was woven from.Cursed Detail: Blackened, crack-like marks on his skin that seem to spread and consume him, showing the curse’s deep connection to the shadow magic he wields.Background: A dark, shadow-filled environment with wisps of darkness swirling in the air, the light of the staff casting faint, eerie shadows that dance across the scene.

Imagine a warrior-priestess consumed by dark, corrupting forces, her form twisted by the malevolent power she serves. She is clad in blood-red armor, intricately designed with sharp, angular lines, and is surrounded by an aura of corruption and decay. Her eyes burn with a fanatical intensity, reflecting her devotion to the Scourge. Behind her, the environment is a nightmarish landscape, with twisted, fleshy tendrils and pulsating, organic masses growing out of the ground. She wields a weapon infused with dark energy, and her presence brings forth a wave of dread and impending doom, as if she is the harbinger of a devastating scourge that will consume all in its path.

A surreal biomechanical machine consuming paper hashtags and excreting meme sculptures, hyperrealistic and grotesque textures, industrial-meets-organic design, muted and vibrant tones clashing, dystopian artistic style, unsettling soundscape, critical commentary on ephemeral culture, immersive installation art; the phrase 'NEED BUZZ' is frantically scratched into the machine’s metallic surface, as if written in desperation.

as your camera reveals intricate patterns with bright, red and brown eyes, it takes you back upon the cityscape in the depth above, the city never sleeprs or even heared any sound to call them home. Suddenly, something starts bleeding into the air. It begins to consume all that is human being before the fire-estress strikes it with its fur breezy face, its head raised, to defend the ground beneath. The fierily hue glowles across your body as if frozen forever by this terrifying sight to happen enigmadossally at midnight! This is no simple photograph but something other than lightning as they begin, a celebration on both sides. The painting combines urban energy and chaos of an epic battle. Alternatively, the camera lens can take it to one hand that depicting its fierce battlefield with vivid orange colors for use in action or defense against oppressively violent creatures of our country as they carry charge to fight their path through the storm. The explosion send sparks swirling around them in unyintuades towards its target : Despite our fear and strength of rebellion and violence in nature, an intense struggle brings joy in every inch.

A colossal sandworm erupts from beneath the shifting sands of the scorching desert, its gaping circular maw wide open, filled with spiral layers of razor-sharp teeth that form a terrifying vortex of destruction. The glistening fangs, shaped like a whirlpool of death, dominate the creature's massive mouth, ready to consume anything in its path. Its rough, sandy skin is partially buried in the dunes, with the rest of its enormous body emerging from the earth in a powerful, violent surge.
In front of this monstrous sandworm, a group of magic-wielding adventurers stands their ground in a fierce battle. A sorcerer conjures fiery red arcane flames in their hands, casting glowing symbols in the air as the energy crackles around them. Nearby, a warrior in glowing armor holds a shimmering enchanted blade, charging at the sandworm with sand flying beneath their feet. The adventurers are surrounded by mystical shields and elemental powers, their determination evident as they face the towering beast.
The desert wind whips up clouds of dust, with the glowing rays of the fiery sun casting intense shadows across the golden dunes. Sand and embers fill the air, swirling around in the chaotic energy of the battle. The scale of the sandworm and the sheer danger of the confrontation are captured in the intense, action-packed moment.
The entire scene is rendered in ultra-realistic detail, with the sharp textures of the sandwormâs scales and teeth contrasting with the vivid colors of the adventurers' magic. The high contrast between the glowing spells and the harsh desert landscape creates a dramatic, dynamic composition. Every element, from the swirling dust to the intricate runes of the sorcerer's magic, is depicted in surreal, hyper-detailed fashion, creating a moment of epic fantasy and high-stakes action.
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A master-level, highly detailed, dark fantasy scene featuring a massive red dragon, its jaws wide open, spewing an inferno of scorching flames directly from its throat onto a small, rustic farmhouse in a village. The intense fire flows like a molten river from the dragon's maw, consuming the wooden structure as other parts of the village catch fire. Glowing embers scatter through the dark air, while the dragon's glowing red scales reflect the fiery blaze. The color palette is dominated by deep shadows and strong contrasts, with the dragon's flames illuminating the night in fierce orange and red tones.<lora:FluxEpicDragons:0.6>

movie poster with text "Worship with Buzz", The giant horrifying bee octopus hybrid great old one god swallowing humans in the all-consuming rage spreading the inevitable existential horror

A man stands amidst the smoldering ruins of his past, the ashes of failure and betrayal swirling around him like a tempest. The air crackles with the remnants of a fire meant to consume him, yet here he is, unbroken. His silhouette emerges from the shadows, his frame etched with the scars of battles that should have ended him. Around him, the world whispers tales of defeat, but within him, a quiet storm brews—a defiant energy that refuses to be extinguished. As he steps forward, the flames that once threatened to destroy him now seem to bow in reverence, transforming into a fiery aura that illuminates his path. Each step is a declaration of triumph, each breath a testament to resilience. He is no longer a man haunted by his ruins; he is reborn from them, forged into something stronger, sharper, and untouchable. The destruction that sought to consume him has become the crucible of his strength, and as he rises, the world witnesses a truth carved into the core of his being: he is not defined by what tried to break him, but by his will to rise again.
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A spectral and eerie figure dominates the image, shrouded in an ethereal aura of icy blues and luminous light. This skeletal sorcerer exudes an otherworldly presence, its form wrapped in tattered robes that ripple and dissolve into mist as though consumed by an eternal frost. The armor beneath the decayed fabric glimmers with a metallic sheen, its surface adorned with intricate patterns of arcane design. The centerpiece is a glowing amulet embedded in the chest, radiating a cold, bluish energy that pulses outward, casting shifting light across the surrounding haze. The empty eye sockets blaze with an intense, piercing light, as if harboring the icy flames of undeath. Strands of energy coil around its bony hands, hinting at the destructive magic it commands. Each bone is finely detailed, with cracks and engravings suggesting the weight of time and dark enchantments. The background is a swirling abyss of frosty winds and glowing particles, rendered in deep, celestial blues that evoke a void-like expanse. Wisps of light and frozen mist flow around the figure, amplifying its ghostly presence. The texture of the image is richly layered, blending sharp, defined edges on the armor and skull with painterly strokes in the robes and mist, giving it a surreal, dreamlike quality. The glowing effects, reminiscent of magical frost and shimmering stars, elevate the figure to one of spectral majesty and dread.

A surreal oil painting blending Beksiński’s dark surrealism with Goya’s gothic drama, portraying Batman as a solitary embodiment of fear and power. He stands atop a jagged spire, his tattered black cape billowing unnaturally, morphing into shadowy tendrils that twist and coil, as if consuming the void around him. His armor, a matte black shell etched with faint, glowing electric blue veins, radiates an ominous energy, its angular design capturing fragmented light in sharp contrasts. His stance exudes tension and control, with one knee bent slightly and his body leaning forward, his piercing white eyes glowing with an unrelenting gaze that cuts through the oppressive darkness. Beneath him lies a nightmarish terrain of grotesquely elongated gargoyles and crumbling spires, their forms merging into an endless, abyssal backdrop of despair. Above, the sky swirls with chaotic shadows punctuated by faint, eerie glimmers of shattered moons, their fragments casting a spectral glow over the scene. Dim, focused lighting highlights Batman's imposing figure, with dramatic shadows emphasizing the jagged contours of his armor and the unnatural flow of his cape. This haunting composition masterfully captures the relentless mystery and dark allure of the Dark Knight, blending gothic horror with surrealist dread. HD, 8K quality, ultra-detailed, masterpiece artwork, flawless anatomy.

A screaming black man with dreadlocks being swarmed by bumble bees. He looks at the viewer as his body is consumed by bees. He holds a cardboard sign that reads "BUZZ (OFF) PLEASE".

neurochaos. Diagonal Split: Sky Rising, Earth Falling
A diagonal slash cuts across the image, with the top right consumed by cosmic chaos and the bottom left collapsing into shadow. In the upper right, glowing nebulae and spiraling galaxies drift across the void, illuminated by streaks of radiant lightning. Stars explode in the distance, sending shockwaves that distort space itself.
In the lower left, the earth crumbles, buildings swallowed by massive fissures that spew molten fire. Pools of lava flood the land, while heavy black clouds descend, blotting out the last vestiges of light. The contrast between ascension and decay is stark, as if the heavens rise while the earth falls apart.

abstract art by Milton Avery and Frans Snyders, Painting, erotisch, lasziv, athletic Middle Eastern woman with dark mysterious eyes, In a dimly lit laboratory, an AI archetique can be seen fighting against the relentless energy that is shrouded in darkness. Clave their head to arm at each one as the AI armor charges around a fierce battle with intense defense. The scene takes place between a complex network of cyberpunk bodies that consume the surrounding area like glowing red light filters and metallic blades pound through their surfaces like silverware and metal bars below. , American modernism, abstracted landscapes and figures, bold and simplified forms, vibrant colors, influenced by Fauvism and Expressionism, lyrical and poetic compositions, Baroque still life, Flemish Baroque, detailed realism, depictions of animals

Oceans of molten metal flow through space, ripping apart stars and galaxies as they surge forward like cosmic rivers of destruction. Towering, skeletal structures rise from the galactic floor, their spires made from the bones of fallen worlds. Reality warps as invisible forces tear the sky apart, leaving behind gaping holes where the universe once stood. Out of the void, multi-limbed, insectoid gods crawl, their bodies writhing and reshaping into impossible forms as they consume the last remnants of creation. <lora:atomeaser_v1:1><lora:metal_hurlant_v1:0.5>,<lora:fantastic_planet_v1:0.2>

A photograph of an African woman, 32 years old, expertly preparing traditional Ghanaian jollof rice for her family gathering in Accra, as the kitchen is slowly being consumed by a swarm of iridescent butterflies that leave trails of glittering confetti behind them., <lora:amateurphoto-v5-14-15-1-1:0.4> <lora:Another_Amateur_Lora:0.4> <lora:Phlux:0.4> <lora:UltraRealistic_Lora_Project:0.4>

"A desolate battlefield where an enormous, twisted war machine dominates the landscape, symbolizing the relentless, dehumanizing force of conflict. The machine is composed of distorted metal and gears, fused with the skeletal remains of soldiers, their forms partially emerging from the structure, representing the lives consumed by war. In the distance, trenches filled with ghostly figures stretch towards a horizon obscured by thick, swirling fog. Above, the sky is a chaotic mass of dark clouds, pierced by beams of cold, lifeless light. The painting should evoke the style of Beksiński, blending a nightmarish, surreal atmosphere with classical, symbolic imagery."

A dramatic image representing falling in love, depicted through the imagery of a drowning figure. At the center is a woman submerged in deep, turbulent water, her long, flowing gown entangled in swirling seaweed and debris. Her arms reach upward toward the faint surface, fingers just outstretched as if she’s grasping for air. Her hair, dark and wild, floats around her in a chaotic halo. Despite the struggle, her expression is eerily calm, with closed eyes and a soft, resigned smile, as though she’s accepted the pull of the tide. The background shows an ocean in turmoil, the water dark and heavy with waves crashing above, but beneath the surface, there is an eerie stillness. Sunlight filters weakly through the water, casting fragmented beams that illuminate her figure. Around her, fish and sea creatures drift by, unbothered by her descent. Farther into the background is a shadowy male figure, staring at the women with an unnaturally wide grin on his face. Blue-green and silver accents highlight the sense of being consumed by the deep, while faint bubbles rise from her lips, symbolizing the final surrender to the depths. conceptual, impressionistic

This is a highly detailed, futuristic illustration of a biomechanical creature, a hybrid of a lion and a tiger, The creature's body is a seamless blend of organic and mechanical elements, showcasing a mesmerizing fusion of natural and synthetic parts, Its lion-like mane is composed of intricate, metallic fibers that resemble a mesh of wires, with glowing blue circuits pulsing beneath the surface, The tiger-like stripes on its body are made of a dark, metallic material that shimmers like polished steel, with subtle, glowing accents that suggest a cybernetic enhancement,The creature's eyes glow with an eerie, neon green light, as if illuminated by an inner source of energy, Its mechanical limbs are adorned with glowing blue lines, tracing the paths of hydraulic systems and servos that power its movements, The paws are tipped with sharp, metallic claws that seem to be made of a razor-sharp, high-tech material,In the background, a futuristic cityscape stretches out, with towering skyscrapers and neon-lit advertisements that cast a kaleidoscope of colors across the scene, The atmosphere is thick with the hum of machinery and the distant thrum of engines, suggesting a world where technology has consumed and transformed the natural world,The creature's posture is regal and powerful

In a world where dreams are a tangible substance, a woman with skin as pale as moonlight wanders through a surreal landscape of floating islands and swirling mists. She wears a gown woven from captured dreams, each shimmering thread a fragment of someone else's subconscious desires. Her eyes, pools of infinite darkness, consume the dreams of sleeping creatures, drawing their energy into herself. She is the Dream Eater, a creature of both beauty and terror, feared and revered for her power to manipulate the fabric of the dreamworld. The scene is rendered in a soft, dreamlike style with a focus on surreal imagery, fluid movement, and a sense of otherworldly beauty and dread.

A desolate, post-apocalyptic cityscape, rendered in a digital painting style with a gritty, realistic feel, depicts the skeletal remains of a once-thriving urban environment. The image focuses on the stark contrast between the remnants of human civilization and the encroaching wilderness, evoking a sense of loss, abandonment, and the slow but inexorable reclamation of nature. The foreground features a derelict street, littered with the rusted hulks of abandoned vehicles. The vehicles are in varying states of decay, some almost completely consumed by rust and overgrown with weeds. The asphalt is cracked and broken, with patches of grass and wildflowers pushing through the fissures. A single figure, clad in worn clothing, walks away from the viewer, carrying a rifle – a stark reminder of the human element amidst the desolation. The level of detail in the debris and overgrowth adds a palpable sense of lived-in decay. The mid-ground showcases the skeletal framework of a large, industrial structure, possibly a factory or power plant. Its roof has collapsed, and the walls are crumbling, revealing the building's hollow interior.
, anime, cyberpunk

Melina, the enigmatic character from Elden Ring, stands in a full-body pose, her slender and stylized figure framed against a scene of raw power and destruction. Her muted, dusky pink hair, which barely grazes her shoulders, catches the glow of the flames as she raises one arm upward, invoking an inferno that wraps around her entire body. (Her legs are spread shoulder-width apart, grounding her as she prepares for the ritual.:1.2) Her expression is solemn, her gaze directed upward, eyes reflecting the intense fire she is summoning. She is looking at the sky, with her head up.
She wears a long, nearly black cloak, heavy and shadowed, enveloping her in a shroud of mystery. The cloak drapes down almost to her ankles, while her underlayer is a simple, worn tunic in a light beige or dusty brown, cinched at the waist, with accents that suggest a practical yet understated style. Beneath this, a hint of light gray fabric adds an extra layer of texture. Her tall, dark leather boots are well-worn but sturdy, fit for a seasoned traveler.
she is surrounded by fire, she is set on fire like a witch on the pyre, the ground on her feets is set on fire, looks a lot of fire on the foreground.
The flames enveloping her form crackle and twist, her entire being consumed by the fire. With one arm raised to the sky, she invokes a blazing torrent of fire. A beam of flame descends from above, enveloping her entirely.
Behind her, the massive, intertwined branches of the Erdtree glow with a golden brilliance as they are engulfed in flames, the embers spiraling into a sky painted with twilight hues and falling ash. The fiery glow clashes with the darkness of the tree, highlighting the apocalyptic beauty of the scene.
(photo realism, photo, extream details, intrincate textures, subsurface scattering, telephoto, f/1.8)
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floating above the center of the lake is a stunning, five-pointed transparent glass star. The star is intricately designed with sharp points, catching the light in a way that makes it almost glow with a subtle radiance. Inside the heart of the star, instead of the expected reflection of the sky or water, an entirely different image is visible. Through the transparent glass, flames leap and flicker violently, consuming buildings in a blazing inferno. The burning city beneath the flames appears chaotic and dark, with structures collapsing into the fire, and thick plumes of smoke rising toward the sky. The contrast between the peaceful, serene beauty of the lake and the violent destruction within the star creates an eerie, surreal effect. The glass star's reflections seem to distort, creating a sense of tension between the tranquil natural world and the violent, destructive imagery it holds. The mist on the water softly blurs the scene, adding an air of mystery and making the glass star seem otherworldly and haunting. aidmafluxpro1.1, aidmaMJ6.1, aidmaimageupgrader,

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petite, beautiful and sexy 18 years old Dorothy walks the iconic yellow brick road with Toto by her side, the golden path glowing warmly underfoot as it winds through a vibrant, dreamlike landscape. She holds her basket tightly, her sexy blue gingham dress fluttering gently in a soft breeze showing her sensual body. She has small waist, large hips, short legs, perky breasts. view is from behind.
Toto trots close to her, his small frame alert and loyal, as they move forward with a sense of purpose.
At the end of the road, where the Emerald City should stand, a massive, swirling black hole dominates the horizon. Its inky void consumes the light around it, radiating an eerie, otherworldly glow. Dorothy pauses, her posture tense yet determined, staring into the abyss with a mix of wonder and trepidation. The road beneath her begins to distort slightly, the gravitational pull of the black hole subtly warping the scene. Toto barks softly, sensing the danger ahead. The composition captures the innocence of their journey transformed into a haunting allegory, blending whimsy with cosmic foreboding
concept art, realistic, Fantastical realism, cinematic lighting, 8k resolution, digital painting, realistic, detailed, fine detail, photorealistic, realistic, hyper-detailed, professional photoshoot, in the style of neil-krug

This high-quality digital artwork depicts a faceless catgod, holding up his paw to his face, holding the universe in his palm, getting ready to destroy all that it's birthed and created in one quick motion. The god has is has no face. Instead, where the gods face would be is a smooth, featureless, black surface, consumed by darkness with a swarm of beautiful stars scattered. The faceless god is clothed in an elegantly designed, dark, lightly armored robe, with a white fur collar, that covers the spirits torso and arms. The background features a universe with colorful twinkling stars. The camera angle is leveled, looking at the faceless god, emphasizing it's gut wrenching situation. The depth of field is wide, keeping everything in sharp focus, highlighting every magnificent detail. The overall aesthetic quality is very high, showcasing excellent use of lighting and composition.((heavy pink and magentas)), text "I demand your buzz mortal"

$"This high-quality digital artwork depicts a faceless god, holding up her hand to her face, holding the universe in her palm, getting ready to destroy all that it's birthed and created in one quick motion. The goddess has is has no face. Instead, where the gods face would be is a smooth, featureless, black surface, consumed by darkness with a swarm of beautiful stars scattered. The faceless goddess is clothed in an elegantly designed, dark, lightly armored robe, with a white fur collar, that covers the spirits torso and arms. The background features a universe with colorful twinkling stars. The camera angle is leveled, looking at the faceless goddess, emphasizing it's gut wrenching situation. The depth of field is wide, keeping everything in sharp focus, highlighting every magnificent detail. The overall aesthetic quality is very high, showcasing excellent use of lighting and composition.((heavy pink and magentas)), text \"I demand your buzz mortal\" huge chest,\nDark Art",$

Wearing a grudge like a crown of negativity, this image depicts a figure consumed by bitterness and a desire for control. The subject appears determined, perhaps even ruthless, in their pursuit of power. The synthwave-inspired cinematic artwork captures the intensity of their emotions with vivid colors and striking contrasts. Details such as clenched fists and a stern expression convey a sense of unwavering resolve. This compelling portrait exudes a sense of defiance and strength, drawing viewers into the complex emotions of the character.

a shot from above of a female face obscured with a golden veil, there are only the face and the flowing fabric visible, everything else is submerged into black tar-like substance that consumes all the light creating dark and ethereal atmosphere

The image is a highly detailed, photorealistic CGI rendering of a closeup of a fierce, beautiful and enchanting female crusader standing in the heart of a twisted, dark fantasy realm. Her long blonde hair, tangled and windswept, flows from beneath a battle-worn helmet stained with the blood of both allies and enemies. Her once-glorious plate armor is now tarnished, scarred, and splattered with ash, barely reflecting the dim, sickly light of a dying moon. In her hands, she grips a extremly massive, cursed greatsword, its blade pulsing with dark, forbidden runes, as though feeding off the corruption of the land. The sky is a chaotic mass of swirling, blood-red clouds, casting the barren landscape in an ominous glow. Twisted, grotesque figures writhe in the distance, and the ground beneath her feet is cracked and seeping with black ichor. Closeup of her beautiful face. Her gaze pierces through the gloom, a blend of unyielding resolve and haunted beauty, standing as the last remnant of righteousness in a world consumed by evil and decay.

aidmasoftglow, NewFantasyCore. A decrepit asylum lies at the edge of a scorched wasteland, where ash fills the air and the sky smolders. This place is ruled by a twisted fire-witch who traps souls consumed by madness. The walls burn without heat, and strange sigils shift across the floors. The witch, a living pyre, wears the suffering of her prisoners as armor. From the asylum’s darkest depths, a Night of the Death emerges—half its body cloaked in black shadows, the other in blinding white light that radiates an unnatural cold. It wields a colossal battle axe, one side burning with flame, the other frosted with deadly ice. This entity, neither alive nor dead, brings both fiery destruction and freezing death, an unstoppable force haunting the asylum.

Old national geographic grainy photography, fined grain photo :
Imagine a close-up of a forest guardian wizard, his face partially obscured by living vines that snake down from his enchanted staff. The staff, made from ancient, living wood, is covered in glowing green runes that pulse with the life force of the forest. However, a dark curse is evident in the form of twisted, blackened vines that wind up his arm and onto his neck, their thorns digging into his skin, sapping his life even as he wields immense natural power. His eyes glow with a soft, green light, but beneath the surface, there is a shadow—a curse that binds him to the forest, slowly consuming him. His robes are woven from leaves and vines, with parts of them darkened and withered by the curse. The background is a deep, lush forest, with dappled sunlight filtering through, but with the curse casting dark, creeping shadows over the vibrant landscape.

In the depths of a dark, moonless forest, a colossal wolf emerges, its form composed entirely of roaring flames in black, violet, and deep blue. Its massive silhouette prowls through the trees, illuminating the night with an eerie glow. With each step, the ground smolders, and the surrounding vegetation ignites in spectral-colored fire. Its piercing eyes burn with an unnatural intensity, locking onto its prey with an unrelenting gaze. Wisps of flame trail from its body like ethereal smoke, dancing in the wind. Its fur crackles, a living inferno shifting and twisting as if it were a force of nature itself. The forest, once silent, is now consumed by a relentless blaze, the towering flames casting twisted shadows across the land. The beast's deep, resonant growl echoes through the burning woodland, signaling that the hunt has begun.
An NIJI anime artwork using muted colors.

img_2304.CR2 An epic battle between two demigods: one of light, the other of death. The demigod of light wears radiant, molten-gold armor that glows with celestial energy, wielding a sword forged from starlight. His eyes burn with fire, and every step leaves a trail of shimmering light. Facing him, the demigod of death is cloaked in black, his form surrounded by swirling mist and eerie whispers. His hollow eyes glow with spectral light, and he wields a jagged obsidian scythe, while shadowy tendrils stretch out, consuming the land. The battlefield is a desolate wasteland, torn by the violent clash of light and darkness as the sky above cracks and shatters under their divine power.

A crystal-skinned sorcerer, his translucent body glowing with soft, inner light, hovers above a pool of shimmering water. His skin is made of smooth, glowing quartz, with veins of gold and silver running through his limbs, pulsating with raw magical energy. His glowing, violet eyes are locked in intense focus as his hands weave intricate patterns in the air, creating swirling orbs of radiant light. His robes, flowing and iridescent, shimmer with the colors of the rainbow, changing hues with each movement. Above his head, floating lazily, are arcane sigils that glow with ethereal light, each symbol representing a different school of magic. Behind him, the landscape is surrealâa floating island suspended in the sky, with massive, glowing crystals growing from the ground and reflecting the light of distant stars. The air around him hums with power, the very fabric of reality bending and warping at his will. His lips are set in a thin, determined line, his mind completely consumed by the spell he is casting. His entire form glows brighter with each passing second, a living conduit of ancient, raw magic.<lora:black_fantasy_1.0>

$In the style of ff-csff a pale violet blob creature, its glowing surface fractured with jagged dark lines, slumps on the torn upholstery of a derelict theater seat. One pseudopod reaches toward the collapsed stage, where shattered props and faded costumes lie in chaotic disarray. The theater is a ruin of peeling wallpaper and broken chandeliers, with its once-grand interior reduced to eerie silence. The blob’s dim luminescence plays across a faded poster on the wall, its edges curling and discolored. The creature quivers, its light flickering weakly as though consumed by unspoken grief.$

GLOW,intricate tetradic colors in every details,FLUORESCENT,asian woman, A solitary figure, clad in a simple white top and black bottom, stands on an expanse of sand. Their head is consumed by a conflagration of iridescent, ethereal smoke, a phantasmagoric display of otherworldly hues that writhes and twists, tendrils reaching towards the brooding, crepuscular sky. Employ a low camera angle, emphasizing the subject's form against the desolate, preternatural landscape. Render the figure in sharp focus, contrasting with the subtly blurred background to impart a sense of enigmatic isolation.

A twisted, nightmarish palm sprouts from the shadows, its orange hue eerily illuminated by flickering lava lamp lights that dance across the dark canvas like restless spirits.

The palm is a mass of thick, chunky lines and shapes, as if it's been carved from raw metal and forged in the fiery depths of a blacksmith's forge. A tangled mess of rivets and bolts hold the hand together, giving it a disturbingly mechanical appearance that seems to defy nature itself.

In bold, gothic script, the words "palmTree" are emblazoned across the palm, as if scrawled in blood by a deranged artist's hand. The letters seem to writhe and twist on the surface of the palm like living serpents, their edges sharp enough to cut the eye.

The background is a deep, foreboding black that seems to suck all light out of the surrounding air, leaving only an unsettling sense of presence that draws the viewer in with morbid fascination. A halo of eerie, pulsing light surrounds the palm, as if it's being consumed by some otherworldly energy that threatens to consume everything around it.

In the distance, a blurred silhouette of a cityscape looms, its buildings twisted and distorted like a funhouse mirror reflection of reality. The sky above is a deep, bloody red, as if the very fabric of the universe has been torn apart to reveal a glimpse of hell itself.

The overall effect is one of surreal, nightmarish horror that seems to defy all rational explanation, like a fever dream come to life in a world gone mad.

Abstract image of various emotions leaking out of a young woman's eyes and mouth and ears, expressed through a combination of abstract forms and hyperrealistic detail, Her eyes leak streams of liquid color, representing inner turmoil and pain, Her mouth emits tongues of fire that consume surrounding objects, Ears bleed rhythmic music that pulses through the image, Use a grayscale palette with occasional splashes of vibrant colors to represent the emotions, The overall composition should feel claustrophobic and overwhelming, as if the emotions are bursting from her skin, text, letters, numbers, , (&:0)

A large, raven-like bird with metallic feathers that glint like black iron and a sharp, jagged beak that can pierce armor. Its talons are twisted like hooks, and its call sounds like the screech of grinding metal. The Ironbeak Crow is a scavenger of warfields, drawn to places of violence and death. When it consumes the flesh of the dead, it absorbs fragments of their memories, which it can release in eerie, mocking imitations. Armies fear these crows, as their arrival often foreshadows great loss and ruin.

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