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    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.
    This image presents a tense, eerie scene set in what appears to be a dark, crumbling prison cell. The central character is a young woman with long dark hair, standing cautiously in front of a cell filled with grotesque, ghostly figures. Her body language suggests both surprise and fear as she extends a hand toward the cell, while her wide eyes and parted lips reflect a mix of curiosity and trepidation. She is dressed casually in a fitted black t-shirt and blue jeans, with the lighting casting soft highlights on her skin and hair, emphasizing her human vulnerability in the face of the supernatural. Behind the cold, iron bars of the cell, a collection of horrifying, spectral prisoners stretches toward her, their ghoulish forms glowing with an eerie blue light. Their skeletal hands grip the bars, some with desperation, others with malevolence. Their faces are twisted with rage and torment, with decaying skin, hollow eyes, and wide, gaping mouths that seem to be frozen in eternal screams. The ghostly glow surrounding them contrasts sharply with the gritty, worn-down surroundings of the cell, casting long, ominous shadows on the cracked walls. The figures are ethereal, with some appearing to blend into the mist that swirls around the base of the cell. Their bodies are semi-translucent, suggesting they are spirits or undead beings trapped in this nightmarish prison. The numbers tattooed on their ghostly skin hint at their former lives as prisoners, now transformed into wretched souls haunting the jail. The environment is claustrophobic, with chipped stone walls and a metal bed frame barely visible in the corner, adding to the bleak, oppressive atmosphere. The scene is lit with a harsh contrast between the cold, spectral blue of the undead and the muted, earthy tones of the prison itself, heightening the feeling of dread and the supernatural danger that looms. The overall art style is highly detailed, with clean, precise lines and vibrant shading. The combination of realistic textures on the woman's clothing and the glowing, translucent quality of the spirits creates a vivid, dramatic contrast, immersing the viewer in this chilling confrontation between the living and the dead. <lora:Comic book V2:1.34> Comic book style. <lora:wow_details:0.6>
    A cinematic sci-fi image featuring Carrie hunting a terrifying robot horse that is terrorizing a futuristic rural town. Her long, wavy dark-brown hair is tied back in a loose braid, her piercing grey eyes glowing faintly in the low light, radiating a determined intensity. She wears a sleek black combat suit reinforced with advanced armor, glowing blue circuitry tracing its surface, and a tactical belt equipped with energy cells and scanning devices. Her hands grip a futuristic energy rifle emitting a faint cyan glow, the weapon’s sleek design combining elegance and lethality. The town is a striking fusion of rustic charm and advanced technology. Farmhouses with holographic enhancements sit alongside fields of bioluminescent crops swaying gently in the artificial breeze. A dusty main street lined with weathered buildings features solar-powered lighting poles and hovering drones that emit soft hums. The robot horse, a mechanical nightmare, towers in the distance. Its sleek, jet-black metallic body glints under the smog-dimmed setting sun. Crimson eyes blaze like beacons, scanning for its next target. Sparks fly from its jagged, clawed hooves as they strike the ground, while its electrified tail lashes violently, emitting arcs of lightning. Our heroine crouches behind a weathered steel crate, her energy rifle aimed with precision. the atmosphere is tension-filled, as she prepares to face the looming mechanical beast. Please use aiai-G&A and aiai-Glimra
    ((Dark, ominous prison cell:1.3)) with ancient stone walls and dim, eerie lighting, chains dangling from the ceiling to bind a kneeling angel with vibrant ((crimson wings:1.4)) partially unfurled in anguish. The angel's hands are tightly chained above, their expression filled with a quiet despair, and they're kneeling in a small pool of ((scarlet blood:1.3)), reflecting their suffering. Faint light filters in through a barred window, casting long shadows over the cell. The scene is highly detailed with ((moody, gothic atmosphere:1.3)), fog drifting through the cell, and intricate carvings on the stone walls that add a mystical, ancient feel. Background hints of faint engravings and symbols suggest a forbidden, ethereal magic locked away with the angel
    A cinematic sci-fi image featuring Carrie hunting a terrifying robot horse that is terrorizing a futuristic rural town. Her long, wavy dark-brown hair is tied back in a loose braid, her piercing grey eyes glowing faintly in the low light, radiating a determined intensity. She wears a sleek black combat suit reinforced with advanced armor, glowing blue circuitry tracing its surface, and a tactical belt equipped with energy cells and scanning devices. Her hands grip a futuristic energy rifle emitting a faint cyan glow, the weapon’s sleek design combining elegance and lethality. The town is a striking fusion of rustic charm and advanced technology. Farmhouses with holographic enhancements sit alongside fields of bioluminescent crops swaying gently in the artificial breeze. A dusty main street lined with weathered buildings features solar-powered lighting poles and hovering drones that emit soft hums. The robot horse, a mechanical nightmare, towers in the distance. Its sleek, jet-black metallic body glints under the smog-dimmed setting sun. Crimson eyes blaze like beacons, scanning for its next target. Sparks fly from its jagged, clawed hooves as they strike the ground, while its electrified tail lashes violently, emitting arcs of lightning. Our heroine crouches behind a weathered steel crate, her energy rifle aimed with precision. the atmosphere is tension-filled, as she prepares to face the looming mechanical beast. Please use aiai-G&A and aiai-Glimra
    A hyper-realistic, highly detailed fashion photography editorial of a woman with dusky rose skin and ultra-short silver hair, her look bold and minimalistic. She wears an avant-garde ensemble inspired by the Roaring Twenties, featuring a drop-waist dress with a high-shine black metallic fringe and an oversized asymmetrical jacket in emerald green, paired with long leather gloves. She stands on a surreal floor resembling a honeycomb made of translucent golden resin, each cell filled with liquid mercury-like silver that shifts and ripples. Around her, suspended geometric prisms rotate slowly, casting fragmented rainbows on the floor. Her body is slightly angled, with her gaze focused downward, and her hands clasped behind her back. The background features an optical illusion of layered, overlapping diamonds in yellow and orange that pulsate rhythmically. Subtle ambient lighting accentuates the fluid textures and reflective surfaces. HD, 8K, masterpiece quality, ultra-detailed.
    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.
    P. Diddy sits in a dimly lit prison cell, his expression a mix of disbelief and resignation. Behind the cold steel bars, his cell is completely filled to the brim with enormous, oversized jars of baby oil, each one prominently labeled with bold, clear letters reading 'BABY OIL.' The jars are stacked haphazardly, some spilling over onto the floor, creating a chaotic and absurd scene. P. Diddy, dressed in an orange jumpsuit, leans back on a small cot, surrounded by the towering stacks of jars. A single, flickering light bulb hangs from the ceiling, casting dramatic shadows across the scene. The atmosphere is both comical and surreal, with every detail—from the texture of the prison walls to the glossy sheen of the baby oil jars—rendered in hyper-realistic detail, capturing the bizarre and over-the-top nature of the situation <lora:DD:1>
    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 mystical, steam-powered city hidden within a vast network of fog-shrouded canals on a world shrouded in perpetual mist. Towering clockwork spires rise from the water like colossal monoliths, their gears and pistons whirring softly as they regulate the flow of steam and magic. A labyrinthine system of canal tunnels and bridges leads to hidden chambers filled with ancient artifacts and forbidden knowledge. The air is thick with the scent of coal smoke and the distant hum of clockwork machinery. dutch angle, from below, low camera angle actions scene, foreshortening, <lora:flux.1_lora_flyway_Epic-detail_v2:0.3> <lora:Yoshitaka_Amano__Ayami_Kojima_Style_Blend_Flux_V2:1> aman0ayam1 <lora:ImageUpgraderV2:0.3> detailmaximizer, max details, <lora:akiya_kageichi:0.1> In style of Akiya Kageichi, <lora:NeonFantasyFLUX:0.25> ne0nfant4sy <lora:FLUX-Vintage_Abstract_Film:0.35>, Arcane Style, Borderlands style, Telltale Games style, painting, Simple colors, low detail, Vivid colors, cell shading, flat shading, Defined lines, defined edges, Digital art, Cartoon look, Cartoon style, Sharp shadows, Dark

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