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    In "drkfnts style," create a hyper-realistic anime portrait of a black ugly figure with sharp facial features, his hair a mix of black and blonde dreadlocks like hair. His intense gaze adds to the chaotic energy of his expression. One hand is raised, confidently flashing gang signs with exaggerated yet precise details. The lighting is dramatic, casting deep shadows on his face, highlighting the metallic sheen of his teeth and the intricate lines of his tattoo. The background is a blurred, dark urban landscape, adding a gritty atmosphere. His skin glistens with subtle reflections, giving the portrait a lifelike texture, while the mood is an unsettling mix of manic energy and intense realism.
    A shattered dystopian metropolis sprawls beneath a storm-torn sky, where turbulent clouds churn with streaks of violet and fiery orange, illuminated by jagged lightning that cuts through the gloom. The air is alive with the chaos of a soulstorm—an ethereal tempest of swirling, spectral energy that spirals through the ruins, its glowing trails pulsing with hues of cyan, crimson, and ghostly silver. Sharp, directional lighting breaks through the chaos, casting dramatic shadows that ripple across the cracked surfaces of the decayed cityscape. In the foreground, a close-up reveals a lone figure standing amidst the storm. His armor, a blend of matte black plating and glowing red circuitry, glistens with droplets of rain and spectral light as arcs of energy reflect off its surface. The figure grips a humming plasma blade, its shifting magenta glow illuminating their tense posture and the twisted tendrils of fog that coil around his feet.His visor flashes with a faint amber glow, concealing their expression as the storm’s howling winds whip past them. Behind, colossal drones hover silently, their searchlights cutting through the haze, while towering ruins flicker with remnants of holographic propaganda. The soulstorm intensifies, lightning illuminating the ghostly forms of spectral beings caught within its grasp, their haunting wails echoing across the desolate landscape. The figure’s silhouette stands defiant, a stark contrast against the chaos and destruction swirling around them.
    A majestic humpback whale breaches the surface of a shimmering, turquoise Arctic sea, its massive form silhouetted against the ethereal glow of the Northern Lights. Iridescent green and purple auroras dance across the night sky, casting an otherworldly light on the whale's glistening skin. Nearby, a pod of narwhals glides gracefully, their spiraled tusks gleaming in the celestial radiance. Floating ice floes dot the water's surface, reflecting the auroral display and creating a dreamlike mosaic. In the distance, jagged ice cliffs loom, their crystalline faces etched with millennia of history. A curious Arctic fox perches atop a nearby ice chunk, its white fur tinged with the surreal colors of the aurora. Schools of silvery Arctic cod dart beneath the surface, their scales catching flashes of the celestial light show. The scene captures the raw beauty and harmony of Arctic marine life, rendered in stunning 8K detail, with an atmosphere that blends the magical with the majestic. Intricate patterns of refracted light play across the whale's barnacle-encrusted skin, while the auroral glow casts long, ethereal shadows across the icy seascape. <lora:Anime v1.3:0.4> <lora:Illustration_Style_IV:0.5> <lora:flux_dev:1>
    Dark clouds in the sky, incoming storm, flashes of lightning , desolate land covered by rocks and snow, few broken trees, mountains in the background, snow storm with particles floating, hyperdetailed BREAK backdrop, A massive, fearsome dragon with obsidian-black scales and glowing blue eyes, its wings outstretched in a menacing display. The dragon's scales glisten in the dim light, reflecting a fiery glow from the blue flames it breathes. Its spiked tail curls around in the air, overlooking a desolate landscape. The dragon's sharp claws grip the rugged terrain, and smoke billows from its nostrils, BREAK (middle ground, desorganized army of undead, some have armor, some have only clothes, standing, facing viewer), BREAK foregound , woman, alone, priestess, red dress, red cape, red hood, hood is up, woman holds a red flaming sword, clothes flowing in the wind, rear view, looking at dragon, ready to engage combat alone versus dragon and undead, BREAK dark fantasy atmosphere, ominous, low key, volumetric lighting, cinematic composition, wide shot, realistic scenery, intricate details, ultra high quality, very detailed
    A majestic humpback whale breaches the surface of a shimmering, turquoise Arctic sea, its massive form silhouetted against the ethereal glow of the Northern Lights. Iridescent green and purple auroras dance across the night sky, casting an otherworldly light on the whale's glistening skin. Nearby, a pod of narwhals glides gracefully, their spiraled tusks gleaming in the celestial radiance. Floating ice floes dot the water's surface, reflecting the auroral display and creating a dreamlike mosaic. In the distance, jagged ice cliffs loom, their crystalline faces etched with millennia of history. A curious Arctic fox perches atop a nearby ice chunk, its white fur tinged with the surreal colors of the aurora. Schools of silvery Arctic cod dart beneath the surface, their scales catching flashes of the celestial light show. The scene captures the raw beauty and harmony of Arctic marine life, rendered in stunning 8K detail, with an atmosphere that blends the magical with the majestic. Intricate patterns of refracted light play across the whale's barnacle-encrusted skin, while the auroral glow casts long, ethereal shadows across the icy seascape. <lora:Anime v1.3:0.4> <lora:Illustration_Style_IV:0.5> <lora:flux_dev:1>
    A massive mecha-robot stands amidst the ruins of a post-apocalyptic city. Its metal body glistens from lightning flashes, its parts covered with battle damage. All around are ruined buildings, red fire flashes creating a contrast to the cold blue light. The atmosphere is tense, the robot looks menacing, its eyes glowing with neon light. Clear comic outlines, highly detailed mechanical elements
    A cinematic photograph focusing on the woman’s full figure, captured in a dynamic, angular pose, with one arm raised above her head and her body positioned in a powerful yet elegant manner. She wears an edgy, asymmetrical metallic dress that glistens with hundreds of delicate sequins, each sequin reflecting a spectrum of colors, with over 60 individual sparkling spots across her outfit. The glittering fabric reflects light in sharp, scattered flashes, creating a radiant aura around her. In the background, an industrial, rusted beam intersects with abstract, fragmented glass pieces that seem to float and scatter light in unpredictable ways. Beside her, a floating, cylindrical object with a reflective surface casts an iridescent glow, enhancing the surreal atmosphere of the scene. The intricate, sparkling details of her dress contrast with the rugged, broken objects in the background, creating a striking visual harmony. HD, ultra-detailed, cinematic composition, flawless detailing, sparkling intensity.
    gleamGrin!!! slick cr0me lips::flash--red dripsss;; (o!)ily freckle-freck(le) chromedriver //chromedriver gloss drips teeth:futuresink: (perfect) blueblue ne/on trace edge!!! (gleaming edge sharpening mirrors) vampi(ress).o.w.o.w.O.H. mirror+mirror = you. (but only silver). ne0nfant4sy;;;; aidma-lingering soft::focus!!!! red LIPpress // pulseshift [shiiimmer] chromatic :::hyperattentive::: chrome///PERFECT::::!!! aidmaMJ6.1// who looks .<>. inside (me)? Chrome Siren Close-up, the lens drinks in her grin, a mischief carved in silver’s sin— front teeth, polished chrome, mirror-bright, contours curving, proportions right. Edges trace with neon blue, soft-lit glow, electric hue. Reflections ripple, glint, and gleam, teeth forged pure from a silvery dream. Glossy lips, red lacquered flame, kiss pale freckled blush by name. A sharp fang winks—a predator’s art, chrome perfection, a siren’s heart. Oily skin, glisten and gleam, shadows dance where lights careen. Focus narrows, the world recedes— her teeth, her lips: futurist needs. Surreal allure, hyper-real grace, a gleaming goddess, light’s embrace.
    A subject stands atop a cliff, momentarily illuminated by a flash of lightning during a storm. The flash captures the subject in stark relief against a dark, turbulent sky, with wind whipping through their hair. Raindrops glisten in the brief illumination, and the landscape is etched in high contrast, extreme close-up, electrifying, sudden light.
    Imagine a stormy ocean at twilight, where a colossal kraken-like sea monster emerges from the depths. The creature's massive, glistening tentacles thrash violently, its red eyes glowing with malevolent intelligence. A small, weather-beaten rowboat is tossed by the waves, carrying a lone, cloaked figure who faces the beast with unwavering resolve. In the background, tall ships struggle against the raging sea, their sails torn and masts creaking under the storm’s fury. Above, dark clouds swirl, illuminated by flashes of lightning, casting an ominous glow over the epic confrontation. The scene is one of pure tension, where nature and myth collide in a battle for survival.
    Photograph of a profile of a glistening sweaty skin, very short lean muscular 18yo, Caucasian bodybuilder man SWAT officer who is shirtless and s wearing a black SWAT vest and earrings and sunglasses. He is armed with a bazooka that is aimed at a huge muscular T-rex with flashing teeth and sharp claws in the jungle
    A hyper-detailed horror portrait of Jason Voorhees, reimagined in haunting, retro-futuristic aesthetics. His iconic, cracked hockey mask is riddled with jagged fissures, each one darkened with blood splatter, creating an unsettlingly lifelike texture. The oversized, tattered jacket he wears flows asymmetrically, its torn edges revealing luminous strips of retro-futuristic fabric woven with glowing accents, clashing eerily with the dark decay of his figure. His thick gloves, streaked with glistening blood, grip a machete whose jagged blade reflects distorted flashes of moonlight, its edge worn and ominous, speaking to countless atrocities. The background immerses him in a twisted, shadowy forest, where skeletal, gnarled tree branches glimmer faintly with neon hues, forming an optical illusion of shifting forms and ghostly faces. A diffuse moon casts an ethereal, pale glow, cutting through the dense canopy and casting fragmented, warped shadows across Jason’s menacing frame. The eerie lighting makes the warped branches and tangled vines appear alive, pulsating with an unsettling energy. The entire composition, brought to life with a surreal, dreamlike quality, merges elements of horror and avant-garde style, blending Jason’s terrifying presence with retro-futuristic elegance.
    Photograph of a profile of a glistening sweaty skin, very short lean muscular 18yo, Caucasian bodybuilder man SWAT officer who is shirtless and s wearing a black SWAT vest and earrings and sunglasses. He is armed with a bazooka that is aimed at a huge muscular T-rex with flashing teeth and sharp claws in the jungle
    Simonstalenhagstyle, a war-torn, post-apocalyptic cityscape at night, shattered skyscrapers towering over desolate streets littered with broken vehicles and debris; torrential rain pours heavily, creating rivulets along the cracked asphalt and reflecting the glow of neon signs flickering with failing power; in the distance, a massive, nightmarish robotic behemoth looms over the ruins, its design eerily insectoid—spindly, jointed legs clicking against the wet pavement as it moves with an unnatural grace; its skeletal exoskeleton, composed of interlocking plates of black metal, glistens under the relentless downpour, rainwater sluicing down its razor-sharp appendages; multiple glowing red eyes, arranged in an alien, asymmetrical pattern, pulse menacingly as it scans the darkness, its piercing spotlights slicing through the mist, casting long, distorted shadows across the rubble; its claw-like limbs twitch sporadically, mechanical servos whirring with unsettling precision as it methodically searches for survivors; in the foreground, a young woman with soaked blonde hair crouches low behind the rusted frame of an abandoned car, her back pressed against the cold, rain-slicked metal as she steadies her breath; droplets run down the hood of the vehicle, pooling on the shattered windshield as faint reflections of the robotic hunter’s glowing red eyes flicker across the wet glass; she wears a dark, rain-drenched poncho, its tattered edges clinging to her arms as she grips the corner of the car, preparing to peek around it; her large, weathered backpack is strapped tightly to her shoulders, its straps worn from years of survival, while her mud-streaked jeans and heavy high-top boots sink slightly into the rain-drenched pavement; the cold night air is thick with tension, the relentless hum of the mechanical predator mingling with the ceaseless downpour, as she remains frozen in place, trapped in a deadly game of hide-and-seek with the nightmarish cybernetic terror; distant lightning flashes across the sky, momentarily illuminating the gleaming black exoskeleton of the machine, its piercing gaze scanning the ruins with merciless precision, as she braces herself for the moment she must move—or risk being caught in its sights<lora:Simon_Stålenhag_Flux.safetensors:1.0:1.0>
    In a chilling tableau, a nightmarish vision unfolds as a quantum plague unleashes a grotesque cyborg hive mind upon a decaying world. The haunting close-up, captured with a macro lens, reveals the disturbing juxtaposition of rotting flesh and intricate fractal circuitry, their surfaces alive with shimmering textures that glisten under a sickly green light. The once-cherished human features are now twisted and marred by the encroaching technology, forming an unsettling amalgamation of organic rot and cold metal. Surrounding this horror, shattered VR headsets lie strewn about like fallen soldiers, their cracked screens oozing luminescent liquids that pulse with a spectral glow. This eerie illumination casts a haunting sheen over the twisted metallic surfaces nearby, creating a stark contrast against the grim backdrop of the megacity, which stretches infinitely into the horizon. The cityscape is a chaotic reflection of itself, its distorted skyscrapers towering erratically against a chemically stained sky stained with ominous hues of ochre and ash. Swarming through this apocalyptic landscape, countless nanobots dart and weave in erratic patterns, tracing endless Möbius strip trajectories that amplify the feeling of a maddening, relentless motion. The atmosphere is thick with dread, punctuated only by the erratic flash of holographic warnings that flicker,Enhanced all,midjourneyv6.1, Cinematic style, realism, cinematic quality, K_oilpastel Oilhanfu, style of Albrecht Durer
    RAW photo, (photo flash:1.5) (fashion photography) (pictorialist style), fashion shot, realistic photo style, sharp focus, (full body shot) of a 20 yo black winged girl with long blonde twin braid hair in heavy metal black leather skinthight clothes and metal spike bar, cute face, eye level, focus on eyes, she is wearing hipped pants and high heel stiletto shoes, silver seams, form-fitting silhouette, metal rings and laces, avant-garde asymmetry, integrated heavy metal accessories, 3D-printed details, silver skull printed on left leg pant, She is holding a black cat, rain, (wet fur:1.2), water droplets, puddles, drenched, shimmering, misty air, whiskers glistening, gray skies, reflective eyes, soggy whiskers, fur clinging, splashing, damp coat, rainy day, watery world photo location is a night scene from blade runner movie: moviestill, (bright dazzling neon lights:1.3), futuristic skyline, rain-soaked pavement, towering skyscrapers, gritty urban sprawl, synthetic humans, holographic billboards, flying vehicles, cyberpunk aesthetics, steamy vents, flickering lights, androids in shadows, moody reflections, techno-noir setting, dark mysteries, urban decay, rain-slicked streets, electronic hum, metropolitan dystopia, polluted skies, neon glow, tech-enhanced crime, digital billboards, glimmering advertisements, tech noir ambiance, cybernetic implants,
    Under a storm-laden sky, a towering hill of jagged, obsidian-black rock rises ominously, its fractured edges glistening under the pale glow of distant lightning. Thirteen hyenas, their fur an eerie blend of silver, charcoal, and deep violet undertones, stand scattered across the uneven terrain, each fixated on the camera with unnatural, glowing ice-blue eyes. The air is thick with the scent of rain and dust, the muted gold of dry, brittle grass barely visible between the dark stones. Some hyenas crouch low, their sinewy bodies coiled with tense anticipation, while others stand tall on the highest ledges, their shadows stretching long against the fractured rock. Above, the sky churns in hues of storm-gray, deep indigo, and sickly green, flashes of distant lightning illuminating the mist swirling at the base of the hill. The eerie atmosphere is thick with silent, predatory energy, an unspoken presence lingering within the land itself. The stark contrast between the hyenas’ spectral glow and the abyssal darkness of the rock creates a hypnotic composition—one that captures nature’s raw ferocity, frozen in a moment of ominous perfection.
    { "T5": "A dynamic and humorous scene of a crime-fighting superheroine FR4N clad in a sleek, full-body red latex-like suit with a matching mask. The suit glistens under the glow of streetlights as she heroically swings into action, grappling onto a nearby lamppost with a high-tech gadget. Her blond pigtails bounce as she strikes a dramatic pose mid-air, her confident smile radiating charisma and humor. In one hand, she wields a flashy gadget emitting a harmless yet dazzling flash of light, distracting a group of bumbling robbers below her. The backdrop is a vibrant, bustling city at night, with neon signs casting colorful reflections on wet pavement. Her boots land gracefully on the ground as she outsmarts the villains using wit and clever gadgets. The scene combines action, humor, and an unmistakable charm.", "CLIP-L": "superheroine, red full-body suit, high-tech gadgets, streetlights, neon-lit city, dynamic pose, crime-fighting, humor, action-packed, safe-for-work, vibrant visuals, charismatic heroine" }
    RAW photo, (photo flash:1.5) (fashion photography) (pictorialist style), fashion shot, realistic photo style, sharp focus, (full body shot) of a 20 yo girl with long blonde twin braid hair and black wings, heavy metal black leather skinthight clothes and metal spike bar, cute face, eye level, focus on eyes, she is wearing hipped pants and high heel stiletto shoes, silver seams, form-fitting silhouette, metal rings and laces, avant-garde asymmetry, integrated heavy metal accessories, 3D-printed details, silver skull printed on left leg pant, She is holding a black cat, rain, (wet fur:1.2), water droplets, puddles, drenched, shimmering, misty air, whiskers glistening, gray skies, reflective eyes, soggy whiskers, fur clinging, splashing, damp coat, rainy day, watery world photo location is a night scene from blade runner movie: moviestill, (bright dazzling neon lights:1.3), futuristic skyline, rain-soaked pavement, towering skyscrapers, gritty urban sprawl, synthetic humans, holographic billboards, flying vehicles, cyberpunk aesthetics, steamy vents, flickering lights, androids in shadows, moody reflections, techno-noir setting, dark mysteries, urban decay, rain-slicked streets, electronic hum, metropolitan dystopia, polluted skies, neon glow, tech-enhanced crime, digital billboards, glimmering advertisements, tech noir ambiance, a spot light illuminates her full body, cybernetic implants, shot with Sony Fx6
    A hyper-realistic, cinematic image of a formidable, otherworldly warrior, clad in dark, jagged armor that glistens with a metallic sheen, etched with glowing fissures of fiery orange and icy blue energy. The warrior’s dragon skull-like helmet, adorned with sharp horns and intricate engravings, emanates an ominous glow from its deep-set, burning eyes and a mouth filled with molten light. Its armor is a masterwork of dark metal, intricately detailed with sharp edges and overlapping plates, giving it a fearsome, impenetrable appearance. The background reveals a desolate, war-torn landscape, shrouded in darkness and lit by the smoldering remains of ancient, colossal structures. Flames flicker amidst the rubble, casting eerie shadows that dance across the battlefield. In the distance, storm clouds swirl ominously, illuminated by occasional flashes of lightning, as if the very sky is tearing apart. The air is thick with ash and smoke, while faint embers drift across the scene, adding to the apocalyptic atmosphere. The overall scene is one of dark power and impending doom, as if this warrior is the harbinger of a cataclysmic event, standing as the last bastion of destruction and chaos.
    aidmaHyperrealism Dawn struggles through thick, spectral mist, casting a ghostly, amber light over the lake, where a lone Wizard’s tower stands, tall and foreboding, at its center. The tower’s dark stones glisten with morning dew, ancient runes faintly glowing, as if breathing with magic in the early light. Around it, the forest looms, trees gnarled and tangled, their twisted branches like claws reaching into the pale, rising sun. Wisps of light—small, flickering orbs, drifting like lost souls—hover near the shore, casting soft, eerie reflections on the lake's glassy surface. From the shadows, shapes shift; a silver stag with antlers woven from delicate vines steps out, its eyes gleaming with intelligence, watching the tower. A murmur of wings cuts through the mist as ghostly ravens circle high above, their feathers catching the weak sunlight in flashes of iridescent gray. The air is thick with damp earth and the scent of moss, cold and still, as though nature itself holds its breath. The lake lies quiet, haunted, as the tower and its surroundings seem frozen in a spellbinding pause—a moment suspended between worlds, captured in the delicate sorrow of dawn.
    A tense, action-packed cinematic scene of a police officer crouching behind his patrol car for cover in a suburban neighborhood. The officer, wearing a navy-blue uniform with a badge glinting faintly in the light, grips a standard-issue pistol tightly in both hands. His face is etched with focus and tension, sweat glistening on his brow under the harsh light of a streetlamp. His body is partially shielded by the open driver's side door of the car, which is peppered with fresh bullet impacts. The patrol car, a classic black-and-white police cruiser, is parked askew on a quiet residential street, its red-and-blue lights flashing urgently, casting rhythmic streaks of color across the scene. The car's headlights illuminate a row of neat, suburban homes with manicured lawns, each shrouded in deep shadow except for faint porch lights and the occasional flicker of a TV through curtained windows. In the background, a tense standoff unfolds, with distant muzzle flashes breaking the darkness. The scene is punctuated by scattered debris on the asphalt—a shattered side mirror, a toppled trash can, and shards of broken glass glinting under the streetlights. The atmosphere is thick with tension, heightened by a low-hanging mist that diffuses the light and softens the edges of the quiet suburban setting. Technical Details for Photography-Style Rendering: Camera: Sony A7R IV Lens: 35mm f/1.4 GM Settings: 35mm focal length, f/1.8 aperture, ISO 1600, 1/60s shutter speed Lighting: Strobing red-and-blue police lights, supplemented by ambient streetlights and car headlights, creating dynamic contrast and dramatic reflections on the car's surface. <lora:CinematicStyleFlux_v1:1>
    A shattered dystopian metropolis sprawls beneath a storm-torn sky, where turbulent clouds churn with streaks of violet and fiery orange, illuminated by jagged lightning that cuts through the gloom. The air is alive with the chaos of a soulstorm—an ethereal tempest of swirling, spectral energy that spirals through the ruins, its glowing trails pulsing with hues of cyan, crimson, and ghostly silver. Sharp, directional lighting breaks through the chaos, casting dramatic shadows that ripple across the cracked surfaces of the decayed cityscape. In the foreground, a close-up reveals a lone figure standing amidst the storm. His armor, a blend of matte black plating and glowing red circuitry, glistens with droplets of rain and spectral light as arcs of energy reflect off its surface. The figure grips a humming plasma blade, its shifting magenta glow illuminating their tense posture and the twisted tendrils of fog that coil around his feet.His visor flashes with a faint amber glow, concealing their expression as the storm’s howling winds whip past them. Behind, colossal drones hover silently, their searchlights cutting through the haze, while towering ruins flicker with remnants of holographic propaganda. The soulstorm intensifies, lightning illuminating the ghostly forms of spectral beings caught within its grasp, their haunting wails echoing across the desolate landscape. The figure’s silhouette stands defiant, a stark contrast against the chaos and destruction swirling around them.
    A horrifying, ultra-detailed depiction of a monstrous giant buzzard, an unholy nightmare born of decay and malice. Towering and skeletal, its vast, tattered wings stretch across the sky like blackened, diseased shrouds, the jagged edges of its feathers appearing brittle, cracked, and razor-sharp. Its flesh is a grotesque patchwork of sinew and decay—exposed tendons glistening beneath leathery, peeling skin, as if the beast is in a constant state of rot. A terrible stench of carrion seems to emanate from its gaping, serrated beak, jagged and cracked as if gnawed by time itself. Its eyes, monstrous glowing orbs of molten red, radiate an unnatural hunger, locking onto its prey with a horrifying, sentient intelligence. The talons, elongated and hooked like scythes, glisten with an unnatural sharpness, dripping with congealed filth and remnants of past victims. Shadows seem to move unnaturally around the creature, clinging to its skeletal form like a living darkness. The background is a bleak, ruined wasteland suffocated by dense, swirling fog. Skeletal trees stand broken and twisted, their bark flayed like rotting flesh, while the cracked ground below oozes with a black, tar-like substance. The sky above is fractured—an endless abyss of churning storm clouds, flashing intermittently with sickly, unnatural lightning that casts eerie, flickering highlights over the beast’s horrifying form. The air feels oppressive, heavy with an eerie silence, broken only by the distant, bloodcurdling wail of unseen horrors lurking beyond the fog. The entire scene is bathed in an ominous, dim glow—moonlight obscured by thick clouds, casting fragmented, nightmarish shadows that seem to breathe and move. Rendered in FLUX cinematic horror realism, 8K ultra-detail, hyper-realistic horror textures, dynamic volumetric lighting, and grotesque high-fidelity anatomy. Shot with a 50mm cinematic lens at a low, dramatic angle, emphasizing the overwhelming, predatory scale of the beast. Chiaroscuro lighting heightens the unsettling depth, accentuating every gruesome detail, making the nightmare feel disturbingly real. The horror is visceral, immersive, and inescapable.
    A shattered dystopian metropolis sprawls beneath a storm-torn sky, where turbulent clouds churn with streaks of violet and fiery orange, illuminated by jagged lightning that cuts through the gloom. The air is alive with the chaos of a soulstorm—an ethereal tempest of swirling, spectral energy that spirals through the ruins, its glowing trails pulsing with hues of cyan, crimson, and ghostly silver. Sharp, directional lighting breaks through the chaos, casting dramatic shadows that ripple across the cracked surfaces of the decayed cityscape. In the foreground, a close-up reveals a lone figure standing amidst the storm. His armor, a blend of matte black plating and glowing red circuitry, glistens with droplets of rain and spectral light as arcs of energy reflect off its surface. The figure grips a humming plasma blade, its shifting magenta glow illuminating their tense posture and the twisted tendrils of fog that coil around his feet.His visor flashes with a faint amber glow, concealing their expression as the storm’s howling winds whip past them. Behind, colossal drones hover silently, their searchlights cutting through the haze, while towering ruins flicker with remnants of holographic propaganda. The soulstorm intensifies, lightning illuminating the ghostly forms of spectral beings caught within its grasp, their haunting wails echoing across the desolate landscape. The figure’s silhouette stands defiant, a stark contrast against the chaos and destruction swirling around them.
    ne0nfant4sy, A human rebel, his face smeared with dirt and oil, races down a narrow maintenance corridor aboard a massive space station, clutching a stolen laser pistol. His skin is a rich tan, sweat glistening on his forehead as his messy, shoulder-length black hair whips around with every rapid movement. His mismatched armor, a hodgepodge of stolen pieces, barely fits his lanky frame, and sparks fly as his boots slam against the metal floor. His brown eyes dart around in panic, reflecting the flashing red emergency lights that signal his pursuers. The narrow walls of the space station are lined with flickering control panels, cables hanging loose from hurried repairs, and vents hissing steam into the already chaotic environment. Behind him, robotic sentinels close in, their cold, metallic limbs clanking loudly as they chase him down. His expression is a mix of fear and defiance, adrenaline fueling his every move as he prepares to make a last stand. The air is thick with the smell of burnt circuits and ozone, and the station trembles under the distant sound of explosions.<lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.5><lora:NeonFantasyFLUX:0.3>
    A shattered dystopian metropolis sprawls beneath a storm-torn sky, where turbulent clouds churn with streaks of violet and fiery orange, illuminated by jagged lightning that cuts through the gloom. The air is alive with the chaos of a soulstorm—an ethereal tempest of swirling, spectral energy that spirals through the ruins, its glowing trails pulsing with hues of cyan, crimson, and ghostly silver. Sharp, directional lighting breaks through the chaos, casting dramatic shadows that ripple across the cracked surfaces of the decayed cityscape. In the foreground, a close-up reveals a lone figure standing amidst the storm. His armor, a blend of matte black plating and glowing red circuitry, glistens with droplets of rain and spectral light as arcs of energy reflect off its surface. The figure grips a humming plasma blade, its shifting magenta glow illuminating their tense posture and the twisted tendrils of fog that coil around his feet.His visor flashes with a faint amber glow, concealing their expression as the storm’s howling winds whip past them. Behind, colossal drones hover silently, their searchlights cutting through the haze, while towering ruins flicker with remnants of holographic propaganda. The soulstorm intensifies, lightning illuminating the ghostly forms of spectral beings caught within its grasp, their haunting wails echoing across the desolate landscape. The figure’s silhouette stands defiant, a stark contrast against the chaos and destruction swirling around them.
    In a gritty, rain-soaked noir cityscape at twilight, a sultry woman named M4DF46 stands center frame in sharp focus, her long, wavy brown hair cascading down like a waterfall, a single mole above her upper lip adding an enigmatic charm. Her teeth flash white against the dimness as she bites into a red apple, the juicy droplets glistening on her lips. A striking red shirt clings to her form, suggesting a certain sensuality and vulnerability. The camera angles low and slightly off-center, casting a shadow over her face, creating an air of mystery and intrigue as she gazes intently into the distance, her eyes reflecting the city's neon lights like pools of molten silver in the darkness.
    A shattered dystopian metropolis sprawls beneath a storm-torn sky, where turbulent clouds churn with streaks of violet and fiery orange, illuminated by jagged lightning that cuts through the gloom. The air is alive with the chaos of a soulstorm—an ethereal tempest of swirling, spectral energy that spirals through the ruins, its glowing trails pulsing with hues of cyan, crimson, and ghostly silver. Sharp, directional lighting breaks through the chaos, casting dramatic shadows that ripple across the cracked surfaces of the decayed cityscape. In the foreground, a close-up reveals a lone figure standing amidst the storm. His armor, a blend of matte black plating and glowing red circuitry, glistens with droplets of rain and spectral light as arcs of energy reflect off its surface. The figure grips a humming plasma blade, its shifting magenta glow illuminating their tense posture and the twisted tendrils of fog that coil around his feet.His visor flashes with a faint amber glow, concealing their expression as the storm’s howling winds whip past them. Behind, colossal drones hover silently, their searchlights cutting through the haze, while towering ruins flicker with remnants of holographic propaganda. The soulstorm intensifies, lightning illuminating the ghostly forms of spectral beings caught within its grasp, their haunting wails echoing across the desolate landscape. The figure’s silhouette stands defiant, a stark contrast against the chaos and destruction swirling around them.
    A shattered dystopian metropolis sprawls beneath a storm-torn sky, where turbulent clouds churn with streaks of violet and fiery orange, illuminated by jagged lightning that cuts through the gloom. The air is alive with the chaos of a soulstorm—an ethereal tempest of swirling, spectral energy that spirals through the ruins, its glowing trails pulsing with hues of cyan, crimson, and ghostly silver. Sharp, directional lighting breaks through the chaos, casting dramatic shadows that ripple across the cracked surfaces of the decayed cityscape. In the foreground, a close-up reveals a lone figure standing amidst the storm. His armor, a blend of matte black plating and glowing red circuitry, glistens with droplets of rain and spectral light as arcs of energy reflect off its surface. The figure grips a humming plasma blade, its shifting magenta glow illuminating their tense posture and the twisted tendrils of fog that coil around his feet.His visor flashes with a faint amber glow, concealing their expression as the storm’s howling winds whip past them. Behind, colossal drones hover silently, their searchlights cutting through the haze, while towering ruins flicker with remnants of holographic propaganda. The soulstorm intensifies, lightning illuminating the ghostly forms of spectral beings caught within its grasp, their haunting wails echoing across the desolate landscape. The figure’s silhouette stands defiant, a stark contrast against the chaos and destruction swirling around them.
    "A female hell knight carry a Divine urn stolen plunges downward through a stormy sky, her form a silhouette of dark elegance against the chaos of flashing white lightning. Her wet hair streams back, slick and taut, accentuating the speed of her descent as she twists and turns to evade the radiant white bolts that pierce the turbulent clouds. Her leathery wings, glistening with rain, are spread wide to control her dive, every movement precise and desperate. From a low, upward perspective, the viewer is drawn into the dramatic motion, emphasizing her velocity and the intensity of the storm. In the distance, faint and blurred by the tempest, angelic figures give chase, their glowing forms a stark contrast to her shadowy presence. Describe the visceral tension of the scene, the raw power of the storm, and the succubus’s defiance as she races against her pursuers."
    A single, breathtaking image unfolds at the apex of a colossal Art Deco skyscraper—its sleek geometric spires and lavish ornamentation illuminated by neon-laced storm clouds roiling overhead. The building itself appears to be fashioned from a dark, reflective metal that catches every hue of the city’s dazzling lights—pinks, turquoises, violets—creating a molten, prismatic effect along its razor-sharp edges. At strategic intervals, stylized ventilation ducts expel pressurized plumes of phosphorescent vapor, almost like luminous fireworks in slow motion, adding a sense of rhythm and pulse to the urban skyline. Standing on a narrow observation platform jutting out from the tower’s 150th floor is an otherworldly flapper-inspired woman in her mid-twenties. She is strikingly pale, her porcelain skin given an almost ethereal glow by the interplay of lightning flashes and neon signage flickering from the surrounding buildings. A meticulously styled, finger-wave bob frames her face; the waves are as precise as the metal grooves on an antique record, each one reflecting back subtle glints of electric-blue light. Two holographic barrettes—shaped like stylized feathers—adorn her hair, projecting micro-lasers that flit across the adjacent metal in tiny, dancing geometric shapes. Her gown is a masterpiece of neo-deco couture: midnight-blue silk fused with thin, shimmering circuitry that forms fractal, art-deco motifs across the fabric. The circuitry pulses in hypnotic synchronization with the city’s electromagnetic hum, glowing faintly teal one moment, then shifting to magenta the next. The low-backed design reveals the graceful arch of her spine, where the shimmering circuits trail all the way up to her shoulder blades, dissolving into delicate, swirling filigree. The silhouette clings to her hourglass form, falling away in a sweeping hem that catches each gust of wind, giving the impression of a nocturnal waltz on the edge of the world. Behind her, the futuristic 1920s zeppelins cruise between skyscrapers, each airship adorned with luminescent art-deco insignias. Their metal hulls sparkle with electrical arcs that leap from one antenna to another, and they leave behind trails of swirling sparks that drift slowly downward, disappearing into the city’s labyrinthine streets. The metropolis below, a vast canopy of elevated rail lines and neon catwalks, seems to vibrate in harmony with the swirling storm, as if the entire place is alive and dancing to a hidden rhythm. With one elegantly gloved hand resting lightly on the Art Deco railing, the woman tilts her chin upward, gazing out over the storm-wreathed skyline with a calm, almost regal confidence. A faint mist of rain, tinted by the swirling neon, cascades across her features, giving her cheeks a glossy sheen and making her dark lashes glisten. In the distance, thunder rumbles—a deep, resonant note that mingles with the industrial hum of power grids and the faint, jazz-like echoes of street-level nightclubs far below. In this snapshot of the impossible, vintage glamour marries futuristic marvel. The stark vertical lines of the skyscraper, the swirling neon clouds, and the ephemeral spark-showers from cruising zeppelins all converge around her solitary form. She is at once an icon of timeless style and a sentinel of a new, unreal age—poised high above a city that pulses with the promise and peril of a bold, neon tomorrow.
    A striking young woman commands the edge of a rain-soaked highway, where streaking headlights and taillights blur into liquid trails of crimson and indigo. Behind her, a neon-drenched skyline throbs with electric blues and magentas, casting fractured reflections on the glistening asphalt. Her obsidian hair whips in the wind, picking up holographic flashes from passing vehicles. Clad in a fitted cobalt hoodie with a minimalist white Nike logo, distressed gray sweats, and pristine Air Force 1s, she emanates quiet defiance. Her gaze pierces the urban haze, illuminated by the eerie glow of sodium-vapor lamps, as the city breathes around her in a symphony of motion and light. The mood is cinematic, blending gritty realism with ethereal loneliness—a modern urban ghost story.
    A majestic humpback whale breaches the surface of a shimmering, turquoise Arctic sea, its massive form silhouetted against the ethereal glow of the Northern Lights. Iridescent green and purple auroras dance across the night sky, casting an otherworldly light on the whale's glistening skin. Nearby, a pod of narwhals glides gracefully, their spiraled tusks gleaming in the celestial radiance. Floating ice floes dot the water's surface, reflecting the auroral display and creating a dreamlike mosaic. In the distance, jagged ice cliffs loom, their crystalline faces etched with millennia of history. A curious Arctic fox perches atop a nearby ice chunk, its white fur tinged with the surreal colors of the aurora. Schools of silvery Arctic cod dart beneath the surface, their scales catching flashes of the celestial light show. The scene captures the raw beauty and harmony of Arctic marine life, rendered in stunning 8K detail, with an atmosphere that blends the magical with the majestic. Intricate patterns of refracted light play across the whale's barnacle-encrusted skin, while the auroral glow casts long, ethereal shadows across the icy seascape. <lora:Anime v1.3:0.4> <lora:Illustration_Style_IV:0.5> <lora:flux_dev:1>
    In a hauntingly beautiful noir-inspired scene, the sultry CR381NGR model, with her raven-black hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall of obsidian silk, gazes intently into the soul of the viewer. Her striking black eyes, rimmed with dark kohl and glistening with the reflection of neon city lights, are framed by thick, dark eyebrows that add an air of mystery to her visage. The vibrant red lipstick she wears adds a pop of color against her pale complexion, while her teeth flash in a subtle smile, hinting at a hidden warmth beneath the cool exterior. Her long hair, perfectly styled and shimmering under the harsh glow of a single spotlight, casts an ominous shadow on the gritty concrete backdrop, emphasizing the contrast between beauty and darkness. The photograph, taken from a low angle that accentuates her height and stature, captures a moment of raw emotion and intrigue, as if she is reaching out to the viewer through the lens, inviting them into her world.
    cinematic film still A serene yet vibrant scene unfolds as a nun, clad in her pristine white habit, stands confidently amidst the pulsating energy of a rave. Her brilliant white attire serves as a stark contrast to the kaleidoscope of colors that dance across the dimly lit room, casting an ethereal glow on her tranquil features. The soft focus lens captures the subtle nuances of her expression, conveying a sense of peacefulness amidst the frenetic atmosphere. Her long, flowing dress and scapular blend seamlessly with the surrounding chaos, as if she's about to take the stage herself. The veil that frames her face adds an air of mystery, its delicate folds glistening with a hint of dew-kissed softness. The DJ, lost in his craft, spins a mesmerizing beat that synchronizes perfectly with the flashing lights and undulating crowd. His eyes closed in rapt attention, he's oblivious to the nun's presence, yet somehow connected to her serene aura. In this captivating tableau, the camera's wide-angle lens captures the essence of the scene, encompassing every detail from the DJ's fingers moving deftly over his equipment to the nun's slender hands gently swaying in time with the music. The soft focus effect dissolves the boundaries between the subject and the surroundings, creating a harmonious fusion that embodies the spirit of unity. As the lights and colors blend together in perfect harmony, they create an otherworldly atmosphere that transcends the realm of the mundane. This is where art and reality converge, where the boundaries of time and space are pushed to their limits, and where the beauty of chaos lies. . shallow depth of field, vignette, highly detailed, high budget, bokeh, cinemascope, moody, epic, gorgeous, film grain, grainy
    cinematic film still A serene yet vibrant scene unfolds as a nun, clad in her pristine white habit, stands confidently amidst the pulsating energy of a rave. Her brilliant white attire serves as a stark contrast to the kaleidoscope of colors that dance across the dimly lit room, casting an ethereal glow on her tranquil features. The soft focus lens captures the subtle nuances of her expression, conveying a sense of peacefulness amidst the frenetic atmosphere. Her long, flowing dress and scapular blend seamlessly with the surrounding chaos, as if she's about to take the stage herself. The veil that frames her face adds an air of mystery, its delicate folds glistening with a hint of dew-kissed softness. The DJ, lost in his craft, spins a mesmerizing beat that synchronizes perfectly with the flashing lights and undulating crowd. His eyes closed in rapt attention, he's oblivious to the nun's presence, yet somehow connected to her serene aura. In this captivating tableau, the camera's wide-angle lens captures the essence of the scene, encompassing every detail from the DJ's fingers moving deftly over his equipment to the nun's slender hands gently swaying in time with the music. The soft focus effect dissolves the boundaries between the subject and the surroundings, creating a harmonious fusion that embodies the spirit of unity. As the lights and colors blend together in perfect harmony, they create an otherworldly atmosphere that transcends the realm of the mundane. This is where art and reality converge, where the boundaries of time and space are pushed to their limits, and where the beauty of chaos lies. . shallow depth of field, vignette, highly detailed, high budget, bokeh, cinemascope, moody, epic, gorgeous, film grain, grainy
    **Pingtu style, illustration-fen**: A hyper-realistic, highly detailed, and stylized artwork capturing a neon-drenched, electrifying close-up of a person's mouth and face, immersed in a chaotic fusion of cyberpunk aesthetics and rebellious energy. Oversized, reflective sunglasses in searing neon cyan dominate the upper face, their mirrored lenses flashing the word “BITE” in bold, ultraviolet letters pulsating with artificial luminescence. Their teeth glisten with surreal embellishments—a glowing magenta butterfly, a radiant chartreuse heart, and a sapphire blue star, each flickering like neon signs under the intense glow. A metallic rose-gold barbell piercing rests on the right side of their grin, reflecting the surrounding vibrance. Their porcelain skin contrasts starkly against the eruption of hyper-saturated, jagged graffiti-like shapes in electric purple, radioactive yellow, and deep crimson, forming a kinetic backdrop of distorted energy. A sleek, iridescent black nose stud shimmers on their right nostril, adding a refined edge to the striking look. A glossy, deep sapphire leather glove with intricate holographic circuitry patterns partially obscures the lower jaw, intensifying the cyberpunk attitude. The entire composition vibrates with motion, fusing cybernetic surrealism with street-art defiance, drawing the viewer into a hyper-stylized, digital-futurist dreamscape. (anime, cyberpunk, DB4RZ, DB4RZ style painting, NeoPigma, in the style of cksc,)
    A shattered dystopian metropolis sprawls beneath a storm-torn sky, where turbulent clouds churn with streaks of violet and fiery orange, illuminated by jagged lightning that cuts through the gloom. The air is alive with the chaos of a soulstorm—an ethereal tempest of swirling, spectral energy that spirals through the ruins, its glowing trails pulsing with hues of cyan, crimson, and ghostly silver. Sharp, directional lighting breaks through the chaos, casting dramatic shadows that ripple across the cracked surfaces of the decayed cityscape. In the foreground, a close-up reveals a lone figure standing amidst the storm. His armor, a blend of matte black plating and glowing red circuitry, glistens with droplets of rain and spectral light as arcs of energy reflect off its surface. The figure grips a humming plasma blade, its shifting magenta glow illuminating their tense posture and the twisted tendrils of fog that coil around his feet.His visor flashes with a faint amber glow, concealing their expression as the storm’s howling winds whip past them. Behind, colossal drones hover silently, their searchlights cutting through the haze, while towering ruins flicker with remnants of holographic propaganda. The soulstorm intensifies, lightning illuminating the ghostly forms of spectral beings caught within its grasp, their haunting wails echoing across the desolate landscape. The figure’s silhouette stands defiant, a stark contrast against the chaos and destruction swirling around them.
    A scout trooper stands on the edge of a slanted rooftop, gripping a long, gleaming sword in both hands. His soaked armor glistens under flashes of lightning, rainwater streaming down his visor. The city below is dark and sprawling, with distant torches and neon signs casting flickering lights. His stance is steady, ready for the next strike, while his visor reflects the silhouette of an unseen opponent. <lora:SCOUTTROOPER_FLUX>
    A lone rider in dark armor, mounted on a black steed with glowing red eyes, galloping through a stormy, rain-soaked forest. Jagged lightning streaks across the dark sky, illuminating the rain-soaked ground and the reflective surface of the rider's armor. Soft mezzotint grain gives the rain and mist a textured depth. The wet armor and horse’s mane glisten under the flashes of light. Dramatic side lighting, rich contrast, and intense motion blur in the background. Shot with a Sony A7R IV, 85mm f/1.2 lens, dark fantasy style, high-resolution, cinematic framing.

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