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    In a desolate graveyard, a Banshee floats above the ground, her long, flowing white hair whipping violently in the cold wind. Her face is pale, gaunt, and twisted in a scream of eternal agony, her mouth wide open as she unleashes a bloodcurdling wail. Her ghostly, translucent form flickers in and out of existence, as if she is barely clinging to this world. Around her, gravestones crack and shatter from the force of her voice, and the ground splits open, revealing skeletal hands clawing at the surface. The air is thick with a supernatural chill, and the sky above is darkened by swirling, unnatural clouds.
    A vivid and terrifying image of the Grim Reaper, dressed in a black, swirling robe that flutters in the cold wind. His face is hidden beneath a hood, revealing only his sinister red eyes that gleam in the darkness. In one hand, he holds a long scythe with a sharp blade that gleams like steel, with drops of misty frost reflecting the moonlight. Dark fog swirls around him, and the eerie silhouettes of ancient trees can be seen against the ominous night sky. The atmosphere is permeated with a sense of impending danger and inevitability, creating a tense and eerie mood.
    An abandoned carnival under a ghostly full moon. Rusted rides creak in the stillness, their once-bright colors now faded and peeling. Tattered tents flutter in the cold wind. A broken carousel plays a distorted tune. A sinister clown looms in the center ring. His painted smile hides twisted malice. Hollow eyes glint with madness. Razor-sharp teeth glisten under cracked makeup. His white gloves are stained with unknown horrors. A blood-red balloon floats in his grasp. Shadows of forgotten performers dance in the distance. Distant laughter echoes eerily through the night.
    The central focus of the image is a stunning female paladin standing in the heart of a grand medieval cathedral. She is a **human** with a commanding presence, her features radiating both beauty and strength. Her **height** is 5'10" (178 cm), with a statuesque and athletic build, showcasing her prowess in battle and her dedication to her holy order. Her **skin** is fair and smooth, with a healthy, radiant glow that suggests a life of rigorous training and devotion. Her **face** is strong and symmetrical, with a sharp jawline, a straight nose, and full, rose-colored lips that contrast beautifully with her complexion. Her **eyes** are large and almond-shaped, a deep, sapphire blue that seems to hold the intensity of a stormy sea. Her **eyebrows** are bold and slightly arched, adding to her commanding expression.
Her **hair** is a cascade of golden blonde, long and straight, reaching down to her mid-back. It is partially tied up in a high, intricate braid that wraps around her head like a crown, while the rest flows freely, catching the light like spun gold. A few strands escape to frame her face, adding a touch of softness to her otherwise fierce appearance. Her hair is adorned with small, metallic beads and charms shaped like stars, emphasizing her noble bearing.
She wears a **sexy yet practical paladin outfit** that combines allure with functionality. Her top is a sleek, form-fitting steel breastplate with intricate engravings of vines and flowers, dyed in silver with blue accents. The breastplate leaves her toned arms and midriff exposed, showcasing her muscular yet feminine physique. Over the breastplate, she wears a flowing, sleeveless cape made of dark, weathered fabric, lined with fur at the edges, which billows dramatically behind her. Her lower body is clad in a pair of high-waisted, thigh-length leather pants, reinforced with steel plates at the knees and thighs for protection. The pants are tucked into knee-high, steel-toed boots made of black leather, adorned with intricate engravings of stars and moons.
Her **weapons** are as striking as her appearance. She wields a massive, two-handed greatsword with a hilt wrapped in blue leather and a blade etched with runes that glow faintly with a icy light. The sword rests casually on her shoulder, its weight seemingly effortless for her to bear. At her hip, she carries a short, curved sword in a black leather sheath, its hilt wrapped in blue leather and studded with a single sapphire. Her hands are protected by fingerless gauntlets made of blackened steel, allowing her dexterity while providing ample protection.
The **scene** is set in the grand hall of a medieval cathedral, filled with towering stone columns and stained glass windows that cast colorful patterns of light on the floor. The air is thick with the scent of incense and the sound of distant chanting. In the background, the silhouettes of distant mountains rise against the horizon, their peaks shrouded in mist. A cold wind blows through the hall, carrying with it the scent of rain and earth.
The character stands atop a large, flat stone, her posture confident and victorious. Her expression is one of fierce determination, her sapphire blue eyes scanning the battlefield with a mix of pride and vigilance. The interplay of light and shadow highlights her features, with the fiery hues of the stained glass casting a warm glow on her skin and hair, while the cool tones of the stone create a striking contrast. The overall atmosphere is one of power, resilience, and triumph, perfectly complementing her commanding and alluring presence.
soft pastel anime, Magic style, mythp0rt, DB4RZ
    A desolate forest under a moonless, starless sky. Gnarled trees twist into unnatural shapes, their bark cracked and blackened. Dead leaves crunch underfoot, revealing a path of bones. Mist clings to the ground, glowing faintly with a sickly hue. A cursed wraith drifts among the trees. Her ragged cloak barely conceals a withered form of endless torment. Glowing eyes burn with a malevolent fire. Her sharp teeth gnash with unrelenting hunger. Bony fingers, tipped with deadly talons, reach out for the living. Her tattered shroud billows in the cold wind. Distant screams echo in the distance.
    The central focus of the image is a fierce and alluring female warrior standing in the midst of a dramatic medieval fantasy scene. She is a human with a striking presence, her features radiating both beauty and strength. Her height is 5'10" (178 cm), with a statuesque and muscular yet feminine build, showcasing her prowess in battle. Her skin is sun-kissed and smooth, with a healthy, radiant glow that suggests a life spent under the open sky. Her face is strong and symmetrical, with a sharp jawline, a straight nose, and full, crimson lips that contrast beautifully with her complexion. Her eyes are piercing and almond-shaped, a deep, stormy gray that seems to hold the intensity of a thunderstorm. Her eyebrows are bold and slightly arched, adding to her commanding expression.
Her hair is a cascade of fiery red, long and wavy, reaching down to her waist. It is partially tied up in a high, intricate braid that wraps around her head like a crown, while the rest flows freely, catching the light like molten copper. A few strands escape to frame her face, adding a touch of wildness to her appearance. Her hair is adorned with small, metallic beads and charms shaped like flames, emphasizing her fiery personality.
She wears a sexy yet practical battle outfit that combines allure with functionality. Her top is a sleek, form-fitting leather cuirass with steel reinforcements along the shoulders and sides, dyed in deep crimson with black accents. The cuirass leaves her toned arms and midriff exposed, showcasing her muscular yet feminine physique. Over the cuirass, she wears a flowing, sleeveless cape made of dark, weathered fabric, lined with fur at the edges, which billows dramatically behind her. Her lower body is clad in a pair of high-waisted, thigh-length leather pants, reinforced with steel plates at the knees and thighs for protection. The pants are tucked into knee-high, steel-toed boots made of black leather, adorned with intricate engravings of flames and dragons.
Her weapons are as striking as her appearance. She wields a massive, double-headed battle axe with a haft wrapped in black leather and a blade etched with runes that glow faintly with a fiery light. The axe rests casually on her shoulder, its weight seemingly effortless for her to bear. At her hip, she carries a short, curved sword in a black leather sheath, its hilt wrapped in red leather and studded with a single ruby. Her hands are protected by fingerless gauntlets made of blackened steel, allowing her dexterity while providing ample protection.
The scene is set in the aftermath of a fierce battle on a rocky, windswept plateau. The ground is littered with broken weapons, shattered shields, and the remnants of fallen enemies. The sky above is a tumultuous mix of dark storm clouds and streaks of fiery orange and red, as if the heavens themselves are reflecting the chaos of the battle. In the distance, the silhouettes of jagged mountains rise against the horizon, their peaks shrouded in mist. A cold wind blows across the plateau, carrying with it the scent of smoke and blood.
The character stands atop a large, flat rock, her posture confident and victorious. Her expression is one of fierce determination, her stormy gray eyes scanning the battlefield with a mix of pride and vigilance. The interplay of light and shadow highlights her features, with the fiery hues of the sky casting a warm glow on her skin and hair, while the cool tones of the stormy clouds create a striking contrast. The overall atmosphere is one of power, resilience, and triumph, perfectly complementing her commanding and alluring presence.
soft pastel anime, Magic style, mythp0rt, DB4RZ
    Hyperrealistic ancient oak tree in the heart of a dark, autumnal forest, its massive trunk hollowed out to form a twisted, natural cave. The entrance to the hollow is shaped like a gaping mouth, with sharp, splintered wood resembling jagged teeth. Inside, the hollow is lined with rough, bark-covered walls, oozing with a thick, amber sap that drips slowly onto the ground. The floor is littered with dried leaves and bones, remnants of creatures that sought shelter and never left. The air within is cold and damp, with the faint smell of decay, and the only light comes from the occasional flicker of fireflies, casting eerie shadows on the walls. The oak’s branches twist upwards, clawing at the sky, their leaves a deep, blood-red, rustling in the cold wind that seems to emanate from within the hollow itself.
    aidmaHyperrealism, Comic book illustration
A massive, ancient spacecraft, partially buried in an unforgiving, snow-covered landscape, looms over two lone explorers who cautiously trek toward its enormous, gaping entrance. The ship’s hull is heavily weathered, covered in deep scratches, battle scars, and frost-laced metal, its once-sleek futuristic design now eroded by centuries of exposure. The torn-open section reveals a tangled mess of advanced, decayed technology, a web of glowing orange conduits, exposed circuits, and skeletal remains of alien machinery, pulsating weakly with dying energy. Inside, rusted mechanical arms hang lifeless, half-consumed by frost, as remnants of a lost civilization slumber in the ship’s cathedral-like metallic interior. The cold wind howls through the ruptured hull, carrying whispers of a war long forgotten. The explorers, barely specks against the colossal wreck, pause at the threshold, their breath visible in the frigid air, knowing they are standing before the last remnant of an unknown species, frozen in time, waiting to be discovered.
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    smooth and sharp, confined lines, A dynamic close-up shot of a somber wanderer, a slender figure cloaked in muted gray and olive tones, standing on a cliff edge against a stormy horizon. The camera captures the scene from a low, tilted angle, emphasizing the dramatic expanse of the windswept backdrop. The wanderer’s weathered cloak flutters violently in the cold wind, revealing armor worn smooth by time and struggle. Their face is partially shadowed, their downcast gaze reflecting a deep sadness, with pale, rain-soaked hair clinging to their cheeks. In their hand, a worn but intricately carved staff leans slightly, a symbol of lost purpose. A distant village burns faintly in the background, blurred by heavy rain that streaks across the frame, creating an atmosphere of sorrow and muted despair. The entire scene is bathed in soft, desaturated light, with only subtle hints of warm amber in the embers of the distant flames.
    A woman stands on a cliff edge overlooking a gray, turbulent sea. She wears a long, nondescript coat that flutters slightly in the cold wind. Her expression is unreadable as she stares into the distance, framed by dark, jagged rocks around her. The atmosphere is bleak and solitary, with only the crashing waves breaking the silence., <lora:models\Flux\RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.8>, <lora:models\Flux\CPA:0.55>,, illustration
    In a surreal, icy landscape, a formidable army of stout penguins marches resolutely across the glistening, snow-blanketed terrain. Each penguin, adorned with a distinctive ushanka hat, proudly shields their heads against the biting cold wind, the fur-lined ear flaps flapping softly with each determined step. Their beady eyes glimmer with a mix of determination and camaraderie as they clutch sleek AK-47 rifles, their glossy black metal contrasting sharply against the pristine white of the icebergs. The backdrop features towering ice formations, their jagged edges sparkling like diamonds in the pale glimmers of the wintry sun, while the air is filled with the crisp, invigorating scent of glacial ice. A sense of harmony and strength pervades the scene as the penguins move in synchronized unison, their tiny feet crunching on the frosty ground. Occasionally, a low, commanding squawk echoes from the front, rallying the troops, creating a surreal but fierce atmosphere amidst this stark, frozen battleground. <lora:Flux_retro_Disney_v2:1> egdisney
    An abandoned carnival under a ghostly full moon. Rusted rides creak in the stillness, their once-bright colors now faded and peeling. Tattered tents flutter in the cold wind. A broken carousel plays a distorted tune. A sinister clown looms in the center ring. His painted smile hides twisted malice. Hollow eyes glint with madness. Razor-sharp teeth glisten under cracked makeup. His white gloves are stained with unknown horrors. A blood-red balloon floats in his grasp. Shadows of forgotten performers dance in the distance. Distant laughter echoes eerily through the night.
    The Baphomet satanic goat dark mage, robed in tattered, moss-covered cloth, stands at the center of a ritual circle drawn with blood-red leaves. His eyes burn with a malevolent light as he conjures dark tendrils of magic, which dance through the crisp autumn air. Around him, the leaves swirl in a mesmerizing pattern, creating a sinister yet beautiful vortex. His wicked grin splits his goat-like face, the cold wind rustling the leaves at his hooves.
300 dpi, 4K resolution, alcohol ink splash, perfectly centered composition, rule of thirds
    The central focus of the image is a stunning female paladin standing in the heart of a grand medieval cathedral. She is a human with a commanding presence, her features radiating both beauty and strength. Her height is 5'10" (178 cm), with a statuesque and athletic build, showcasing her prowess in battle and her dedication to her holy order. Her skin is fair and smooth, with a healthy, radiant glow that suggests a life of rigorous training and devotion. Her face is strong and symmetrical, with a sharp jawline, a straight nose, and full, rose-colored lips that contrast beautifully with her complexion. Her eyes are large and almond-shaped, a deep, sapphire blue that seems to hold the intensity of a stormy sea. Her eyebrows are bold and slightly arched, adding to her commanding expression.
Her hair is a cascade of golden blonde, long and straight, reaching down to her mid-back. It is partially tied up in a high, intricate braid that wraps around her head like a crown, while the rest flows freely, catching the light like spun gold. A few strands escape to frame her face, adding a touch of softness to her otherwise fierce appearance. Her hair is adorned with small, metallic beads and charms shaped like stars, emphasizing her noble bearing.
She wears a sexy yet practical paladin outfit that combines allure with functionality. Her top is a sleek, form-fitting steel breastplate with intricate engravings of vines and flowers, dyed in silver with blue accents. The breastplate leaves her toned arms and midriff exposed, showcasing her muscular yet feminine physique. Over the breastplate, she wears a flowing, sleeveless cape made of dark, weathered fabric, lined with fur at the edges, which billows dramatically behind her. Her lower body is clad in a pair of high-waisted, thigh-length leather pants, reinforced with steel plates at the knees and thighs for protection. The pants are tucked into knee-high, steel-toed boots made of black leather, adorned with intricate engravings of stars and moons.
Her weapons are as striking as her appearance. She wields a massive, two-handed greatsword with a hilt wrapped in blue leather and a blade etched with runes that glow faintly with a icy light. The sword rests casually on her shoulder, its weight seemingly effortless for her to bear. At her hip, she carries a short, curved sword in a black leather sheath, its hilt wrapped in blue leather and studded with a single sapphire. Her hands are protected by fingerless gauntlets made of blackened steel, allowing her dexterity while providing ample protection.
The scene is set in the grand hall of a medieval cathedral, filled with towering stone columns and stained glass windows that cast colorful patterns of light on the floor. The air is thick with the scent of incense and the sound of distant chanting. In the background, the silhouettes of distant mountains rise against the horizon, their peaks shrouded in mist. A cold wind blows through the hall, carrying with it the scent of rain and earth.
The character stands atop a large, flat stone, her posture confident and victorious. Her expression is one of fierce determination, her sapphire blue eyes scanning the battlefield with a mix of pride and vigilance. The interplay of light and shadow highlights her features, with the fiery hues of the stained glass casting a warm glow on her skin and hair, while the cool tones of the stone create a striking contrast. The overall atmosphere is one of power, resilience, and triumph, perfectly complementing her commanding and alluring presence.
soft pastel anime, Magic style, mythp0rt, DB4RZ
    thepaintedrealm. This is a surreal oil painting created in an expressive, impressionistic style. The artwork features a majestic, otherworldly white lion standing at the center of the composition, its ethereal mane and tail ablaze with roaring flames of gold, orange, and crimson. The lion’s piercing, icy-blue eyes contrast against the inferno surrounding it, exuding both wisdom and untamed power.
The background is divided into two contrasting halves. On the left, a storm of fire and embers rages, casting an intense, golden glow across the scene. The ground cracks beneath the heat, and the swirling sky burns like a never-ending sunset. On the right, a deep, shadowy blue expanse stretches into the unknown, mist swirling around jagged rocks as cold winds howl through the darkness.
The lion stands between these realms, neither fully belonging to fire nor to shadow, embodying both destruction and protection. Flames flicker off its powerful form, casting dancing reflections on the ground as it gazes toward an unseen destiny, a guardian of balance in a world on the edge of chaos.
    The central focus of the image is a stunning female warrior standing in the midst of a grand medieval fantasy battlefield. She is a human with a commanding presence, her features radiating both beauty and strength. Her height is 5'11" (180 cm), with a statuesque and athletic build, showcasing her prowess in battle and her life of rigorous training. Her skin is fair and smooth, with a healthy, radiant glow that suggests a life spent under the open sky. Her face is strong and symmetrical, with a sharp jawline, a straight nose, and full, rose-colored lips that contrast beautifully with her complexion. Her eyes are large and almond-shaped, a deep, sapphire blue that seems to hold the intensity of a stormy sea. Her eyebrows are bold and slightly arched, adding to her commanding expression.
Her hair is a cascade of golden blonde, long and straight, reaching down to her mid-back. It is partially tied up in a high, intricate braid that wraps around her head like a crown, while the rest flows freely, catching the light like spun gold. A few strands escape to frame her face, adding a touch of softness to her otherwise fierce appearance. Her hair is adorned with small, metallic beads and charms shaped like stars, emphasizing her noble bearing.
She wears a sexy yet practical battle outfit that combines allure with functionality. Her top is a sleek, form-fitting steel breastplate with intricate engravings of vines and flowers, dyed in silver with blue accents. The breastplate leaves her toned arms and midriff exposed, showcasing her muscular yet feminine physique. Over the breastplate, she wears a flowing, sleeveless cape made of dark, weathered fabric, lined with fur at the edges, which billows dramatically behind her. Her lower body is clad in a pair of high-waisted, thigh-length leather pants, reinforced with steel plates at the knees and thighs for protection. The pants are tucked into knee-high, steel-toed boots made of black leather, adorned with intricate engravings of stars and moons.
Her weapons are as striking as her appearance. She wields a massive, two-handed greatsword with a hilt wrapped in blue leather and a blade etched with runes that glow faintly with a icy light. The sword rests casually on her shoulder, its weight seemingly effortless for her to bear. At her hip, she carries a short, curved sword in a black leather sheath, its hilt wrapped in blue leather and studded with a single sapphire. Her hands are protected by fingerless gauntlets made of blackened steel, allowing her dexterity while providing ample protection.
The scene is set in the aftermath of a fierce battle on a rocky, windswept plateau. The ground is littered with broken weapons, shattered shields, and the remnants of fallen enemies. The sky above is a tumultuous mix of dark storm clouds and streaks of fiery orange and red, as if the heavens themselves are reflecting the chaos of the battle. In the distance, the silhouettes of jagged mountains rise against the horizon, their peaks shrouded in mist. A cold wind blows across the plateau, carrying with it the scent of smoke and blood.
The character stands atop a large, flat rock, her posture confident and victorious. Her expression is one of fierce determination, her sapphire blue eyes scanning the battlefield with a mix of pride and vigilance. The interplay of light and shadow highlights her features, with the fiery hues of the sky casting a warm glow on her skin and hair, while the cool tones of the stormy clouds create a striking contrast. The overall atmosphere is one of power, resilience, and triumph, perfectly complementing her commanding and alluring presence.
soft pastel anime, Magic style, mythp0rt, DB4RZ
    In a photo-realistic scene, Jon Snow stands resolute in a snow-covered landscape, his iconic black cloak billowing gently in the cold wind. The intricate details of his fur-lined collar contrast sharply with the white snowflakes falling around him, creating a captivating visual of winter's harsh beauty. His expressive dark eyes gaze intensely into the distance, embodying determination and resilience. Clutched firmly in his hands a poster that reads, "Winter Is Coming Need BUZZ to Survive," the bold letters stark against the icy backdrop.
    A towering humanoid warrior, draped in thick furs and iron armor, standing on the edge of a frozen cliff overlooking a stormy ocean. His beard is braided with runic symbols, and his piercing blue eyes glow with ancient power. He grips a massive battle axe, its blade etched with Norse symbols, while his other hand clutches a round shield made of dark wood. The cold wind howls around him, snow and ice clinging to his armor as the Northern Lights dance across the sky. RTX, intricate, meticulous, realistic, 8k HDR, details, depth of field, Cinematic Composition, Color Grading, Shot on 35mm lens, f/1.8, Shutter Speed/1000, Ultra-Wide Angle, Depth of Field, hyper-detailed, beautifully color-coded, intricate details, Unreal Engine, Cinematic.
A towering
    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>
    RU883R, A surreal 35mm analog photo of 
The Baphomet satanic goat dark mage, robed in tattered, moss-covered cloth, stands at the center of a ritual circle drawn with blood-red leaves. His eyes burn with a malevolent light as he conjures dark tendrils of magic, which dance through the crisp autumn air. Around him, the leaves swirl in a mesmerizing pattern, creating a sinister yet beautiful vortex. His wicked grin splits his goat-like face, the cold wind rustling the leaves at his hooves.
    A high-resolution, professional photograph captures a woman standing in an expansive, icy landscape beneath a clear blue sky, with realistic snowfall gently drifting through the air. The woman, of East Asian descent, has long, straight black hair flowing in the cold wind, her striking red coat contrasting boldly against the snow-covered terrain. The luxurious coat drapes elegantly, its warmth seemingly at odds with the icy surroundings. She holds a small, round metallic object that catches the sunlight, reflecting soft glimmers, adding a surreal touch to the stark scene. Her calm expression and piercing gaze challenge the vast, icy expanse before her. The background features smooth, undulating snow-covered mountains beneath a sky that transitions from light blue near the horizon to deep indigo at the top, creating depth and otherworldliness. The snowfall, captured in mid-motion, adds dynamic texture, with delicate flakes of varying sizes illuminated softly by ambient light. The lighting emphasizes the contrast between the red coat and the cold, snow-covered terrain, casting subtle reflections on the icy surface. The word "CIVITAI" in bold, pixelated white font rests at the bottom, adding a whimsical contrast to the dramatic atmosphere. The interaction between the frozen environment, the vibrant red coat, and the falling snow creates a visually striking, emotionally rich composition that blends serenity with surrealism.
    A chilling scene unfolds as a gnarled, spectral hand emerges from the dark, damp earth, clutching a tattered sign that reads "I NEED BUZZ". The hand, with its long, twisted fingers and eerie glow, casts a haunting silhouette against the moonlit backdrop. The sign, fluttering in the cold wind, promises a week of terrifying experiences, setting the stage for a spine-tingling horror event.
    An abandoned carnival under a ghostly full moon. Rusted rides creak in the stillness, their once-bright colors now faded and peeling. Tattered tents flutter in the cold wind. A broken carousel plays a distorted tune. A sinister clown looms in the center ring. His painted smile hides twisted malice. Hollow eyes glint with madness. Razor-sharp teeth glisten under cracked makeup. His white gloves are stained with unknown horrors. A blood-red balloon floats in his grasp. Shadows of forgotten performers dance in the distance. Distant laughter echoes eerily through the night.
    CiriW, the ashen-haired warrior princess, stands amidst a snow-covered forest, her piercing emerald eyes glowing with determination. Her silver-white hair flows in the cold wind, framing her scarred yet resolute face. She wears her iconic white tunic, intricately detailed with weathered straps and steel accents, her sword sheathed at her side, glowing faintly with an ethereal light. A soft mist rises from the forest floor, and faint auroras dance in the night sky above. Her pose is confident yet watchful, a warrior and a survivor ready to confront the unknown. CiriW, female Witcher, ashen-haired, emerald eyes, white tunic, sword, snow-covered forest, ethereal glow, auroras, confident pose, masterpiece, ultra-detailed, 8K high definition, cinematic lighting, maximum image detail, fantasy realism, dynamic atmosphere.
    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>
    The image is a high-quality photograph of Ciri is positioned in a fencing stance, her figure both graceful and powerful. as if ready to engage in an intense duel at any moment.she standing in the blizzard,her breath turned into mist due to the cold, ethereal background with a mystical, otherworldly ambiance.Red cape, cowboy lens, cold wind, heavy snow,green eyes,She held a silver sword used exclusively by demon hunters in her right hand, A glowing silver sword with powerful magic on it
    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>
    This snow, only appears on winter day , 
it can only live in the cold wind, so this cold is its life. 
Snow, can only live in winter, 
inching closer to the fire, it will also die, 
this is also its life, no matter how towards summer, 
but it… It can only go so far.
masterpiece, semi-realistic, UHD, 8k, beautifully detailed, shallow depth of field,
intricate details, highly detailed, absurdres, hyper detailed, 
epic, majestic, magical, fantasy, dreamy, moody, epic, surreal, enchanting, mystical, imaginative, otherworldly, dynamic, cinematic bloom, cinematic lighting, vivid, vibrant,
lovesnow
    Ghostlystyle, A hyper-realistic image, a sinister, creepy railway siding and tunnel as described by Charles Dickens: "was in as solitary and dismal a place as ever I saw. On either side, a dripping-wet wall of jagged stone, excluding all view but a strip of sky; the perspective one way, only a crooked prolongation of this great dungeon; the shorter perspective in the other direction, terminating in a gloomy red light, and the gloomier entrance to a black tunnel, in whose massive architecture there was a barbarous, depressing, and forbidding air. So little sunlight ever found its way to this spot, that it had an earthy deadly smell; and so much cold wind rushed through it, that it struck chill to me, as if I had left the natural world."<lora:FluxGhost-000001>
    Ghostlystyle, A hyper-realistic image, a sinister, creepy railway siding and tunnel as described by Charles Dickens: "was in as solitary and dismal a place as ever I saw. On either side, a dripping-wet wall of jagged stone, excluding all view but a strip of sky; the perspective one way, only a crooked prolongation of this great dungeon; the shorter perspective in the other direction, terminating in a gloomy red light, and the gloomier entrance to a black tunnel, in whose massive architecture there was a barbarous, depressing, and forbidding air. So little sunlight ever found its way to this spot, that it had an earthy deadly smell; and so much cold wind rushed through it, that it struck chill to me, as if I had left the natural world."<lora:FluxGhost-000001>
    The clock is ticking,
Death is coming,
Try to hide, but shadows climb.
The whispers hum like breaking glass,
An hour gone—no turning back.
Beneath the moon, the minutes crawl,
Silent specters haunt the hall.
Curtains shiver, cold winds creep,
Time devours what we keep.
Run to corners,no time for pray ,
Death won’t heed a cry or moan.
Candles falter, flames burns down,
The reaper knows where mortals go.
He waits behind the broken door,
Footsteps echo—one, then four.
His evil eyes like unforgiving night, a hollow stare,
He finds you hiding everywhere.
So grasp your breath and steel your faith,
The clock hands drag their crooked line.
No refuge left, no soul unturned,
For time is fire, and all must decay.best quality,masterwork, great lighting, perfect shading, atmospheric, sharp focus, high contrast,detailed textures,sharp focus,untamed elements,bold designs,strong silhouette,cyan,fiery gold,electric ruby,acid colors,stunning color scheme,neon brushstrokes, mesmerizing and otherworldly visual experience, complex, high resolution, artistic, proffesional, composition explores the boundaries of reality, creating a visually arresting scene that defies conventional norms,fractal,weird textures, weird  geometry, unusual, stylized, clear,award-winning,chiaroscuro,disturbing.godrays,Chris Cold,yoshitaka amano,Lois van Baarle,Donato Giancola
    The clock is ticking,
Death is coming,
Try to hide, but shadows climb.
The whispers hum like breaking glass,
An hour gone—no turning back.
Beneath the moon, the minutes crawl,
Silent specters haunt the hall.
Curtains shiver, cold winds creep,
Time devours what we keep.
Run to corners,no time for pray ,
Death won’t heed a cry or moan.
Candles falter, flames burns down,
The reaper knows where mortals go.
He waits behind the broken door,
Footsteps echo—one, then four.
His evil eyes like unforgiving night, a hollow stare,
He finds you hiding everywhere.
So grasp your breath and steel your faith,
The clock hands drag their crooked line.
No refuge left, no soul unturned,
For time is fire, and all must burn in eternal fire.best quality,masterwork, great lighting, perfect shading, atmospheric, sharp focus, high contrast,detailed textures,sharp focus,untamed elements,bold designs,strong silhouette,cyan,fiery gold,electric ruby,acid colors,stunning color scheme,neon brushstrokes, mesmerizing and otherworldly visual experience, complex, high resolution, artistic, proffesional, composition explores the boundaries of reality, creating a visually arresting scene that defies conventional norms,fractal,weird textures, weird  geometry, unusual, stylized, clear,award-winning,chiaroscuro,disturbing.godrays,Chris Cold,yoshitaka amano,Lois van Baarle,Donato Giancola,Gustave Dore
    The clock is ticking,
Death is coming,
Try to hide, but shadows climb.
The whispers hum like breaking glass,
An hour gone—no turning back.
Beneath the moon, the minutes crawl,
Silent specters haunt the hall.
Curtains shiver, cold winds creep,
Time devours what we keep.
Run to corners,no time for pray ,
Death won’t heed a cry or moan.
Candles falter, flames burns down,
The reaper knows where mortals go.
He waits behind the broken door,
Footsteps echo—one, then four.
His evil eyes like unforgiving night, a hollow stare,
He finds you hiding everywhere.
So grasp your breath and steel your faith,
The clock hands drag their crooked line.
No refuge left, no soul unturned,
For time is fire, and all must burn in eternal fire.best quality,masterwork, great lighting, perfect shading, atmospheric, sharp focus, high contrast,detailed textures,sharp focus,untamed elements,bold designs,strong silhouette,crimson,electric cyan,deep violet,acid colors,stunning color scheme,surreal colors, mesmerizing and otherworldly visual experience, complex, high resolution, artistic, proffesional, composition explores the boundaries of reality, creating a visually arresting scene that defies conventional norms,grungy textures, visionary, unusual, stylized, clear,award-winning,chiaroscuro,disturbing.godrays,Chris Cold,yoshitaka amano,Lois van Baarle,Donato Giancola,Gustave Dore,Nicola Samorì
    The clock is ticking,
Death is coming,
Try to hide, but shadows climb.
The whispers hum like breaking glass,
An hour gone—no turning back.
Beneath the moon, the minutes crawl,
Silent specters haunt the hall.
Curtains shiver, cold winds creep,
Time devours what we keep.
Run to corners,no time for pray ,
Death won’t heed a cry or moan.
Candles falter, flames burns down,
The reaper knows where mortals go.
He waits behind the broken door,
Footsteps echo—one, then four.
His evil eyes like unforgiving night, a hollow stare,
He finds you hiding everywhere.
So grasp your breath and steel your faith,
The clock hands drag their crooked line.
No refuge left, no soul unturned,
For time is fire, and all must burn in eternal fire.best quality,masterwork, great lighting, perfect shading, atmospheric, sharp focus, high contrast,detailed textures,sharp focus,untamed elements,bold designs,strong silhouette,crimson,electric cyan,deep violet,acid colors,stunning color scheme,surreal colors, mesmerizing and otherworldly visual experience, complex, high resolution, artistic, proffesional, composition explores the boundaries of reality, creating a visually arresting scene that defies conventional norms,grungy textures, visionary, unusual, stylized, clear,award-winning,chiaroscuro,disturbing.bold,godrays,white noise,Chris Cold,yoshitaka amano,Lois van Baarle,Donato Giancola,Gustave Dore,Nicola Samorì
    A sinister witch stands beneath the eerie light of a full moon, her black and green robes billowing in the cold wind. Her long, tangled black hair cascades down her back, and her glowing green eyes gleam with dark magic as she clutches a twisted staff topped with a skull. Her face, pale and sharp, is adorned with dark makeup and markings, and an eerie mist swirls around her feet. Bats flutter in the background, and the distant silhouette of a haunted castle looms. The witch is surrounded by floating candles and enchanted, swirling leaves, as she prepares to cast a malevolent spell under the moonlit sky.
    masterpiece, high-quality, A headless android warrior kneels in a field of cracked obsidian, its glowing red core pulsating faintly like a dying heartbeat. Its fragmented armor is covered in streaks of dried blood, and hanging wires sway gently in the cold wind. Above, the dark, swirling clouds part to reveal a fractured moon casting a dim, unnatural light across the surreal landscape. Scattered around the android are broken weapons and charred remains, their hyperdetailed textures creating a harrowing scene of destruction and despair., <lora:FLUX\FLUX-daubrez-DB4RZ:0.4> <lora:FLUX\ArcaneFGTNR:0.5> <lora:FLUX\Anime v1.3:0.5> <lora:FLUX\VividlySurrealOrigin:0.8>
    A ruined village engulfed in a dense, swirling fog. A tall, gaunt figure draped in a soot-stained cloak walks slowly down the main street, holding a crooked staff topped with a cracked, glowing crystal. Torn prayer flags flutter in the cold wind, and the burned-out remains of houses loom like skeletal shadows. Faint blue fireflies hover around the figure, illuminating their hollow eyes and the ghostly trails they leave behind. The scene is filled with quiet sorrow and lingering despair. , detailed background  Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp, , <lora:XRSTYLE_FLUX:0.5><lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.4><lora:MoriiMee_Gothic_Niji_Style_FLUX:0.3>
    thepaintedrealm. This is a surreal oil painting created in an expressive, impressionistic style. The artwork features a majestic, otherworldly white lion standing at the center of the composition, its ethereal mane and tail ablaze with roaring flames of gold, orange, and crimson. The lion’s piercing, icy-blue eyes contrast against the inferno surrounding it, exuding both wisdom and untamed power.
The background is divided into two contrasting halves. On the left, a storm of fire and embers rages, casting an intense, golden glow across the scene. The ground cracks beneath the heat, and the swirling sky burns like a never-ending sunset. On the right, a deep, shadowy blue expanse stretches into the unknown, mist swirling around jagged rocks as cold winds howl through the darkness.
The lion stands between these realms, neither fully belonging to fire nor to shadow, embodying both destruction and protection. Flames flicker off its powerful form, casting dancing reflections on the ground as it gazes toward an unseen destiny, a guardian of balance in a world on the edge of chaos.
    Dawn dispels the darkness,
Cold wind blows sad hair,
The lake surface is wrinkled and rippled,
Wind and rain can't battered nostalgia..
japanese ink painting, ink art, splash, traditional media,  colorful, scenery, very aesthetic, 
epic, majestic, fantasy art, dreamy, perspective, moody, magical,
intricate details, highly detailed, ultra-detailed, absurdres, beautiful, painterly, detailed, textural, artistic, vivid, vibrant,
aidmamj6.1, TOK
    An anime-style close-up portrait of a 25-year-old woman dressed for winter, her radiant smile bringing warmth to the chilly scene. She wears a cozy winter hat and a snug scarf wrapped around her neck, paired with a vibrant red warm winter jacket that pops against the white arctic gradient background. Blonde messy hair peeks out from under her hat, tousled by the cold wind and lightly dusted with delicate snowflakes.
Her expression is joyful and inviting, her mouth slightly open in a genuine smile that adds to the cozy and cheerful atmosphere. Snow falls softly around her, catching the glow of a strong key light that illuminates her face, highlighting her features and the soft shimmer of her expertly applied makeup.
The warm light contrasts beautifully with the cool tones of the snowy background, while subtle shadows add depth and dimension. The bokeh effect blurs the falling snow and distant scenery, drawing focus to her bright eyes and glowing complexion. The depth of field enhances the intimate, cinematic quality of the shot, capturing the textures of her jacket, hat, and the playful scattering of snowflakes.
This portrait combines the coziness of a winter day with the elegance of fashion photography, blending warm tones and joyful energy to create a visually captivating and heartwarming image.
BREAK anime, OBdonman, d13s3lp2nk,
    A dark paladin in jagged obsidian armor, standing atop a crumbling stone fortress under a massive blood-red moon. His crimson cape flutters in the cold wind, his hands gripping a massive sword with glowing runes. Shadows crawl along the weathered stone, enhanced by a soft mezzotint texture that creates rich contrasts and sharp highlights on the polished armor. Dramatic side lighting with intense red backlight from the moon, deep blacks and rich metallic textures, fog rolling in from the distance. Shot with a Canon EOS R5, 35mm f/1.8 lens, dark fantasy style, 8K resolution, photorealistic detail.
    A ghostly female warrior with flowing white hair and spectral eyes, standing on the edge of a fog-covered battlefield, gripping a long, bloodstained katana. Torn black robes flutter in the cold wind, mist swirling around her armored legs. Pale moonlight pierces through the dense fog, casting soft highlights on her silver hair and reflective armor. Subtle mezzotint grain enhances the texture of the fog and her weathered armor. Dramatic, high-contrast lighting with deep blacks and delicate white highlights, eerie and melancholic atmosphere. Shot with a Nikon Z9, 50mm f/1.4 lens, cinematic depth of field, ultra-high resolution, rich in tonal detail, award-winning fantasy art style.
    A high-resolution, professional photograph captures a woman standing in an expansive, icy landscape beneath a clear blue sky, with realistic snowfall gently drifting through the air. The woman, of East Asian descent, has long, straight black hair flowing in the cold wind, her striking deep emerald green coat contrasting boldly against the snow-covered terrain. The luxurious coat drapes elegantly, its warmth seemingly at odds with the icy surroundings. She holds a small, round metallic object that catches the sunlight, reflecting soft glimmers, adding a surreal touch to the stark scene. Her calm expression and piercing gaze challenge the vast, icy expanse before her. The background features smooth, undulating snow-covered mountains beneath a sky that transitions from light blue near the horizon to deep indigo at the top, creating depth and otherworldliness. The snowfall, captured in mid-motion, adds dynamic texture, with delicate flakes of varying sizes illuminated softly by ambient light. The lighting emphasizes the contrast between the emerald green coat and the cold, snow-covered terrain, casting subtle reflections on the icy surface. The interaction between the frozen environment, the vibrant green coat, and the falling snow creates a visually striking, emotionally rich composition that blends serenity with surrealism.
    Dawn dispels the darkness,
Cold wind blows sad hair,
The lake surface is wrinkled and rippled,
Wind and rain can't battered nostalgia..
japanese ink painting, ink art, splash, traditional media,  colorful, scenery, very aesthetic, 
epic, majestic, fantasy art, dreamy, perspective, moody, magical,
intricate details, highly detailed, ultra-detailed, absurdres, beautiful, painterly, detailed, textural, artistic, vivid, vibrant,
aidmamj6.1, TOK
    A remote Arctic research station nestled in a vast, snow-covered landscape, bathed in the soft glow of a winter sunset. The scene features towering jagged mountains in the background, their peaks illuminated by the warm hues of the fading sunlight. A frozen river winds through the terrain, reflecting the pastel pink and blue tones of the sky.
Small wooden buildings with pitched roofs and chimneys stand in the foreground, their structures designed to withstand the harsh environment. A large frozen waterfall cascades down a sheer rock face, its icy texture shimmering under the soft light. Sparse flags flutter gently in the cold wind, marking the isolated settlement.
The sky is a mesmerizing gradient of warm peach and lavender, casting long, soft shadows over the icy ground. The atmosphere is serene and tranquil, with a sense of extreme cold and isolation. Snow trails and footprints lead towards the buildings, hinting at human presence in this distant, frozen outpost.
,  anime, cyberpunk
    An eerie aerial view of a sprawling gothic city at night, its rooftops blanketed in frost and snow, illuminated by a few dimly glowing windows. The medieval-style buildings, packed closely together, create a labyrinth of dark alleys and towering spires. 
A sinister shadow looms over the city, stretching across the rooftops like an ominous hand—elongated fingers resembling the clawed grasp of a vampire, reaching as if to claim the city as its own. The shadow appears unnaturally sharp, cast from an unseen figure high above, adding an element of supernatural dread. 
The atmosphere is thick with an unsettling silence, broken only by the distant sound of a wolf's howl and the faint flicker of lanterns swaying in the cold wind. Dark clouds obscure the moon, creating a deep contrast of black and icy blue tones that emphasize the horror-like ambiance. 
The composition is cinematic, resembling a scene from a gothic horror film, evoking a sense of dread, isolation, and supernatural terror.
,  anime, cyberpunk
    This snow, only appears on winter day , 
it can only live in the cold wind, so this cold is its life. 
Snow, can only live in winter, 
inching closer to the fire, it will also die, 
this is also its life, no matter how towards summer, 
but it… It can only go so far.
masterpiece, semi-realistic, UHD, 8k, beautifully detailed, shallow depth of field,
intricate details, highly detailed, absurdres, hyper detailed, 
epic, majestic, magical, fantasy, dreamy, moody, epic, surreal, enchanting, mystical, imaginative, otherworldly, dynamic, cinematic bloom, cinematic lighting, vivid, vibrant,
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