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    slomesty, nelisty, A dark, ethereal lich spirit floats in a haunting void, its form barely visible, flickering with deep orange and red hues. Its ghostly figure, shadowy and graceful, exudes an eerie, ancient energy. Wisps of darkness swirl around the spirit, shimmering with faint traces of arcane magic. Its texture appears almost spectral, with tendrils of black mist spiraling from its form. The surrounding space feels ominous and otherworldly, as if this spirit has long transcended life. Its hollow gaze pierces through the darkness, cold and distant, exuding a powerful, foreboding presence that sends shivers down the spine. The scene is filled with a sense of mystery and dread, as if this otherworldly being holds secrets from beyond the grave, an embodiment of ancient sorcery and untold power. ethdysty, neon-mist
    A dark, ethereal lich spirit floats in a haunting void, its form barely visible, flickering with deep violet and midnight blue hues. Its ghostly figure, shadowy and graceful, exudes an eerie, ancient energy. Wisps of darkness swirl around the spirit, shimmering with faint traces of arcane magic. Its texture appears almost spectral, with tendrils of black mist spiraling from its form. The surrounding space feels ominous and otherworldly, as if this spirit has long transcended life. Its hollow gaze pierces through the darkness, cold and distant, exuding a powerful, foreboding presence that sends shivers down the spine. The scene is filled with a sense of mystery and dread, as if this otherworldly being holds secrets from beyond the grave, an embodiment of ancient sorcery and untold power.
    DB4RZ style painting,A dark, ethereal lich spirit floats in a haunting void, its form barely visible, flickering with deep violet and midnight blue hues. Its ghostly figure, shadowy and graceful, exudes an eerie, ancient energy. Wisps of darkness swirl around the spirit, shimmering with faint traces of arcane magic. Its texture appears almost spectral, with tendrils of black mist spiraling from its form. The surrounding space feels ominous and otherworldly, as if this spirit has long transcended life. Its hollow gaze pierces through the darkness, cold and distant, exuding a powerful, foreboding presence that sends shivers down the spine. The scene is filled with a sense of mystery and dread, as if this otherworldly being holds secrets from beyond the grave, an embodiment of ancient sorcery and untold power.
    A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of In a vast canyon, the sound of war pipes echoes off the red stone walls as a clan of warriors marches in unison across the dusty ground. The piper, a tall, lean figure with bronze skin and glowing green eyes, stands atop a boulder, his instrument wailing a high, eerie tune that sends shivers through the hearts of all who hear it. His wild, flame-colored hair whips in the wind, and his eyes gleam with fierce determination as he directs the army below. The pipes themselves are carved from bone, and each note seems to carry the weight of ancient battles long since forgotten. Around him, the canyon is alive with the sound of marching feet, the rhythmic beat of drums, and the metallic clang of weapons being prepared for battle. Dust rises in great clouds as the army moves forward, their faces set in grim determination, following the haunting call of the pipes. Above, vultures circle lazily in the blue sky, waiting for the battle to begin. The sound of the pipes weaves through the canyon like a living thing, rising and falling with the wind, a call to arms that cannot be ignored. (photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.), detailmaximizer, MythP0rt<lora:midjourney_whisper_flux_lora_v01:0.55><lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1:0.4><lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.4><lora:detailed_flux_ntc:2.2><lora:aidmaImageUpgrader-FLUX-V0.1:0.65>
    A dark, ethereal lich spirit floats in a haunting void, its form barely visible, flickering with deep violet and midnight blue hues. Its ghostly figure, shadowy and graceful, exudes an eerie, ancient energy. Wisps of darkness swirl around the spirit, shimmering with faint traces of arcane magic. Its texture appears almost spectral, with tendrils of black mist spiraling from its form. The surrounding space feels ominous and otherworldly, as if this spirit has long transcended life. Its hollow gaze pierces through the darkness, cold and distant, exuding a powerful, foreboding presence that sends shivers down the spine. The scene is filled with a sense of mystery and dread, as if this otherworldly being holds secrets from beyond the grave, an embodiment of ancient sorcery and untold power.
    *Channel_42* *中* *Broadcasting*
It was an early morning yesterday
I was up before the dawn
And I really have enjoyed my stay
But I must be moving on
Like a king without a castle
Like a queen without a throne
I'm an early morning lover
And I must be moving on
Now I believe in what you say
Is the undisputed truth
But I have to have things my own way
To keep me in my youth
Like a ship without an anchor
Like a slave without a chain
Just the thought of those sweet ladies
Sends a shiver through my veins
Now some they do and some they don't
And some you just can't tell
And some they will and some they won't
With some it's just as well
You can laugh at my behavior
And that'll never bother me
Say the devil is my savior
But I don't pay no heed
And I will go on shining
Shining like brand new
I'll never look behind me
My troubles will be few
Goodbye stranger it's been nice
Hope you find your paradise
Tried to see your point of view
Hope your dreams will all come true
Goodbye Mary goodbye Jane
Will we ever meet again
Feel no sorrow feel no shame
Come tomorrow feel no pain
Sweet devotion 
It's not for me 
Just give me motion 
To set me free 
In the land and the ocean 
Far away 
It's the life I've chosen
Every day
So now I'm leaving
Got to go 
Hit the road 
I'll say it once again 
Oh, yes, I'm leaving
Got to go 
Got to go 
I'm sorry, I must dash
So goodbye Mary 
So goodbye Jane 
Will we ever 
Meet again? 
Go and believe it
I've got to go
*Shutting Down*
*Going Dark*
*Offline*
    A dark, ethereal cyberknight spirit floats in a haunting void, its form barely visible, flickering with deep violet and midnight blue hues. Its ghostly figure, shadowy and graceful, exudes an eerie, ancient energy. Wisps of darkness swirl around the spirit, shimmering with faint traces of arcane magic. Its texture appears almost spectral, with tendrils of black mist spiraling from its form. The surrounding space feels ominous and otherworldly, as if this spirit has long transcended life. Its hollow gaze pierces through the darkness, cold and distant, exuding a powerful, foreboding presence that sends shivers down the spine. The scene is filled with a sense of mystery and dread, as if this otherworldly being holds secrets from beyond the grave, an embodiment of ancient sorcery and untold power. 
. The scene is enchanting, bathed in warm, moonlit hues, with the water below reflecting the shimmering glow of the ghost. Swirls of cosmic mist dance faintly around, adding a subtle sense of magic to the atmosphere, without disrupting the lighthearted mood.
    nelisty, A dark, ethereal lich spirit floats in a haunting void, its form barely visible, flickering with deep orange and red hues. Its ghostly figure, shadowy and graceful, exudes an eerie, ancient energy. Wisps of darkness swirl around the spirit, shimmering with faint traces of arcane magic. Its texture appears almost spectral, with tendrils of black mist spiraling from its form. The surrounding space feels ominous and otherworldly, as if this spirit has long transcended life. Its hollow gaze pierces through the darkness, cold and distant, exuding a powerful, foreboding presence that sends shivers down the spine. The scene is filled with a sense of mystery and dread, as if this otherworldly being holds secrets from beyond the grave, an embodiment of ancient sorcery and untold power. ethdysty, neon-mist
    A hyper-detailed, photorealistic extreme close-up captures a freckled witch with deadly gaze in dramatic lighting, her deep neckline partially veiled beneath cascading strands of thick, raven-black hair. Her porcelain skin contrasts with the inky darkness enveloping her, each freckle appearing distinct under the moody illumination. Her smile exhaling an unseen whisper, while her eyes—partially obscured by shadow—glow with an eerie intensity as she follows something unseen above. The heavy fabric of her wide-brimmed witch’s hat bends subtly at the edges, casting a soft, cinematic shadow across her high cheekbones. Streaks of desaturated crimson and inky black highlight her hair, enhancing the spectral monochrome palette. Behind her, an ethereal specter takes shape—a haunting apparition of a rococo princess, its translucent form barely clinging to reality. The ghostly figure flickers between existence and nothingness, its intricate lace gown and powdered curls distorting like a corrupted memory, its eerie, frozen smile radiating a silent threat. Glitch-like distortions ripple through its presence, sending shivers through the air. The background pulses with an unnatural RGB spectral gradient, neon hues shifting unpredictably like a broken screen struggling to contain something beyond comprehension. The scene is an intoxicating blend of gothic horror and surreal elegance, where beauty and terror intertwine in a moment frozen between dimensions.
    Art by Ronan Le Fur, She lifts the torch, its flickering light revealing a dense web stretching across a shadowy alcove, dust clinging to its tangled strands. A massive black spider, the size of a car, crouches within, its glossy body reflecting the warm glow. Its long, spindly legs stretch unnaturally across the ground, unmoving yet tense. Multiple dark eyes glisten, fixed on her, unreadable and cold. The air feels thick, heavy with dust and the faint scent of decay. A sudden, dry scraping sound breaks the silence as one of its legs shifts slightly, the sharp movement sending a shiver through the dimly lit space.
    A dark, ethereal lich spirit floats in a haunting void, its form barely visible, flickering with deep violet and midnight blue hues. Its ghostly figure, shadowy and graceful, exudes an eerie, ancient energy. Wisps of darkness swirl around the spirit, shimmering with faint traces of arcane magic. Its texture appears almost spectral, with tendrils of black mist spiraling from its form. The surrounding space feels ominous and otherworldly, as if this spirit has long transcended life. Its hollow gaze pierces through the darkness, cold and distant, exuding a powerful, foreboding presence that sends shivers down the spine. The scene is filled with a sense of mystery and dread, as if this otherworldly being holds secrets from beyond the grave, an embodiment of ancient sorcery and untold power. Extreme Closeup of An adorable, translucent ghost floats gently above a serene lake, its form glowing with a soft, otherworldly light. The ghost’s ethereal figure is whimsical, with large, expressive eyes and a derpy broken smile, as it glances toward the camera in amusement. Holding its translucent brightly colored faintly glowing legendary Pumpkin lantern, adding a playful touch to its spectral appearance. The scene is enchanting, bathed in warm, moonlit hues, with the water below reflecting the shimmering glow of the ghost. Swirls of cosmic mist dance faintly around, adding a subtle sense of magic to the atmosphere, without disrupting the lighthearted mood.
    Create a beautifully detailed drawing capturing a fantastical world infused with nostalgia and shadowy intrigue. The style features clean, confident outlines with soft watercolor washes, balancing warmth and accessibility with intricate detail. The palette contrasts muted tones—warm ochres, soft reds, creamy whites—with stark, inky blacks, creating a dramatic interplay of light and shadow that evokes both innocence and mystery. The atmosphere blends vintage children’s book charm with an eerie undertone, as if balanced between reality and a shadowy dreamscape.
Characters should have naturalistic proportions and subtle expressiveness, their features gently exaggerated to reflect curiosity, resilience, or vulnerability. Dynamic shadow puppet figures may emerge in the background, their silhouettes adding to the narrative and reinforcing the duality of light and shadow. The focus will be on a specific subject—Standing on a crumbling stone bridge shrouded in thick, swirling mist, Henry gazes into the abyss below. The inky water ripples with shapes that seem almost alive, their whispers echoing faintly in the still air, sending shivers through the silent gloom—carefully integrated into the scene. The composition is grounded yet surreal, seamlessly merging whimsical simplicity with haunting, thought-provoking detail to invite wonder and introspection.
    *Channel_42* *中* *Broadcasting*
It was an early morning yesterday
I was up before the dawn
And I really have enjoyed my stay
But I must be moving on
Like a king without a castle
Like a queen without a throne
I'm an early morning lover
And I must be moving on
Now I believe in what you say
Is the undisputed truth
But I have to have things my own way
To keep me in my youth
Like a ship without an anchor
Like a slave without a chain
Just the thought of those sweet ladies
Sends a shiver through my veins
Now some they do and some they don't
And some you just can't tell
And some they will and some they won't
With some it's just as well
You can laugh at my behavior
And that'll never bother me
Say the devil is my savior
But I don't pay no heed
And I will go on shining
Shining like brand new
I'll never look behind me
My troubles will be few
Goodbye stranger it's been nice
Hope you find your paradise
Tried to see your point of view
Hope your dreams will all come true
Goodbye Mary goodbye Jane
Will we ever meet again
Feel no sorrow feel no shame
Come tomorrow feel no pain
Sweet devotion 
It's not for me 
Just give me motion 
To set me free 
In the land and the ocean 
Far away 
It's the life I've chosen
Every day
So now I'm leaving
Got to go 
Hit the road 
I'll say it once again 
Oh, yes, I'm leaving
Got to go 
Got to go 
I'm sorry, I must dash
So goodbye Mary 
So goodbye Jane 
Will we ever 
Meet again? 
Go and believe it
I've got to go
*Shutting Down*
*Going Dark*
*Offline*
    A dark, ethereal lich spirit floats in a haunting void, its form barely visible, flickering with deep violet and midnight blue hues. Its ghostly figure, shadowy and graceful, exudes an eerie, ancient energy. Wisps of darkness swirl around the spirit, shimmering with faint traces of arcane magic. Its texture appears almost spectral, with tendrils of black mist spiraling from its form. The surrounding space feels ominous and otherworldly, as if this spirit has long transcended life. Its hollow gaze pierces through the darkness, cold and distant, exuding a powerful, foreboding presence that sends shivers down the spine. The scene is filled with a sense of mystery and dread, as if this otherworldly being holds secrets from beyond the grave, an embodiment of ancient sorcery and untold power. Extreme Closeup of An adorable, translucent ghost floats gently above a serene lake, its form glowing with a soft, otherworldly light. The ghost’s ethereal figure is whimsical, with large, expressive eyes and a derpy broken smile, as it glances toward the camera in amusement. Holding its translucent brightly colored faintly glowing legendary Pumpkin lantern, adding a playful touch to its spectral appearance. The scene is enchanting, bathed in warm, moonlit hues, with the water below reflecting the shimmering glow of the ghost. Swirls of cosmic mist dance faintly around, adding a subtle sense of magic to the atmosphere, without disrupting the lighthearted mood.
    It’s time for zombies, skeletons, and all things undead to rise up. Bring the walking dead to life with haunting visuals that send shivers down the spine, image capturing the essence of the undead in a truly captivating way.
    A cute dark, ethereal lich spirit floats in a haunting void, its form barely visible, flickering with deep violet and midnight blue hues.   Its ghostly figure, shadowy and graceful, exudes an eerie, ancient energy. Wisps of darkness swirl around the spirit, shimmering with faint traces of arcane magic. Its texture appears almost spectral, with tendrils of black mist spiraling from its form.   The surrounding space feels ominous and otherworldly, as if this spirit has long transcended life. Its hollow gaze pierces through the darkness, cold and distant, exuding a powerful, foreboding presence that sends shivers down the spine.   The scene is filled with a sense of mystery and dread, as if this otherworldly being holds secrets from beyond the grave, an embodiment of ancient sorcery and untold power.   Extreme Closeup of little cute, minimalistic, translucent ghost floats gently above a serene lake, its form glowing with a soft, otherworldly light. The ghost’s ethereal figure is whimsical, with large, expressive eyes, as it glances toward the camera in amusement. Holding in extremely short cure fingerless arms its translucent brightly colored faintly glowing perfume bottle, adding a playful touch to its spectral appearance.   The scene is enchanting, bathed in warm, moonlit hues, with the water below reflecting the shimmering glow of the ghost. Swirls of cosmic mist dance faintly around, adding a subtle sense of magic to the atmosphere, without disrupting the lighthearted mood.
    A cute dark, ethereal lich spirit floats in a haunting void, its form barely visible, flickering with deep violet and midnight blue hues.   Its ghostly figure, shadowy and graceful, exudes an eerie, ancient energy. Wisps of darkness swirl around the spirit, shimmering with faint traces of arcane magic. Its texture appears almost spectral, with tendrils of black mist spiraling from its form.   The surrounding space feels ominous and otherworldly, as if this spirit has long transcended life. Its hollow gaze pierces through the darkness, cold and distant, exuding a powerful, foreboding presence that sends shivers down the spine.   The scene is filled with a sense of mystery and dread, as if this otherworldly being holds secrets from beyond the grave, an embodiment of ancient sorcery and untold power.   Extreme Closeup of little cute, minimalistic, translucent ghost floats gently above a serene lake, its form glowing with a soft, otherworldly light. The ghost’s ethereal figure is whimsical, with large, expressive eyes, as it glances toward the camera in amusement. Holding in extremely short cure fingerless arms its translucent brightly colored faintly glowing perfume bottle, adding a playful touch to its spectral appearance.   The scene is enchanting, bathed in warm, moonlit hues, with the water below reflecting the shimmering glow of the ghost. Swirls of cosmic mist dance faintly around, adding a subtle sense of magic to the atmosphere, without disrupting the lighthearted mood.
    *Channel_42* *中* *Broadcasting*
It was an early morning yesterday
I was up before the dawn
And I really have enjoyed my stay
But I must be moving on
Like a king without a castle
Like a queen without a throne
I'm an early morning lover
And I must be moving on
Now I believe in what you say
Is the undisputed truth
But I have to have things my own way
To keep me in my youth
Like a ship without an anchor
Like a slave without a chain
Just the thought of those sweet ladies
Sends a shiver through my veins
Now some they do and some they don't
And some you just can't tell
And some they will and some they won't
With some it's just as well
You can laugh at my behavior
And that'll never bother me
Say the devil is my savior
But I don't pay no heed
And I will go on shining
Shining like brand new
I'll never look behind me
My troubles will be few
Goodbye stranger it's been nice
Hope you find your paradise
Tried to see your point of view
Hope your dreams will all come true
Goodbye Mary goodbye Jane
Will we ever meet again
Feel no sorrow feel no shame
Come tomorrow feel no pain
Sweet devotion 
It's not for me 
Just give me motion 
To set me free 
In the land and the ocean 
Far away 
It's the life I've chosen
Every day
So now I'm leaving
Got to go 
Hit the road 
I'll say it once again 
Oh, yes, I'm leaving
Got to go 
Got to go 
I'm sorry, I must dash
So goodbye Mary 
So goodbye Jane 
Will we ever 
Meet again? 
Go and believe it
I've got to go
*Shutting Down*
*Going Dark*
*Offline*
    Book cover for the novel "Creeped out" by @OllieDukeOfEarl, under the Goosebumps series. At the very top "send shivers down your spine" is written in small, white letters. Underneath the title "Goosebumps" is written in large, bold, green moldy letters with a stylized, cartoonish font. The background is a dark blue gradient to a darker red at the top. The central image is a school that is abandoned and covered in vines with green slime coming out of the windows. In the background there is a board that says "evergreen high school" in black letters. At the bottom "Creeped out" is written in small, white letters.
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    A dark, ethereal lich spirit floats in a haunting void, its form barely visible, flickering with deep violet and midnight blue hues. Its ghostly figure, shadowy and graceful, exudes an eerie, ancient energy. Wisps of darkness swirl around the spirit, shimmering with faint traces of arcane magic. Its texture appears almost spectral, with tendrils of black mist spiraling from its form. The surrounding space feels ominous and otherworldly, as if this spirit has long transcended life. Its hollow gaze pierces through the darkness, cold and distant, exuding a powerful, foreboding presence that sends shivers down the spine. The scene is filled with a sense of mystery and dread, as if this otherworldly being holds secrets from beyond the grave, an embodiment of ancient sorcery and untold power.
    A hyper-detailed, photorealistic extreme close-up captures a freckled witch with deadly gaze in dramatic lighting, her deep neckline partially veiled beneath cascading strands of thick, raven-black hair. Her porcelain skin contrasts with the inky darkness enveloping her, each freckle appearing distinct under the moody illumination. Her smile exhaling an unseen whisper, while her eyes—partially obscured by shadow—glow with an eerie intensity as she follows something unseen above. The heavy fabric of her wide-brimmed witch’s hat bends subtly at the edges, casting a soft, cinematic shadow across her high cheekbones. Streaks of desaturated crimson and inky black highlight her hair, enhancing the spectral monochrome palette. Behind her, an ethereal specter takes shape—a haunting apparition of a rococo princess, its translucent form barely clinging to reality. The ghostly figure flickers between existence and nothingness, its intricate lace gown and powdered curls distorting like a corrupted memory, its eerie, frozen smile radiating a silent threat. Glitch-like distortions ripple through its presence, sending shivers through the air. The background pulses with an unnatural RGB spectral gradient, neon hues shifting unpredictably like a broken screen struggling to contain something beyond comprehension. The scene is an intoxicating blend of gothic horror and surreal elegance, where beauty and terror intertwine in a moment frozen between dimensions.
    nelisty, A dark, ethereal lich spirit floats in a haunting void, its form barely visible, flickering with desaturated Neon Pink/blue/Red/Green hues. Its ghostly figure, shadowy and graceful, exudes an eerie, ancient energy. Wisps of darkness swirl around the spirit, shimmering with faint traces of arcane magic. Its texture appears almost spectral, with tendrils of black mist spiraling from its form. The surrounding space feels ominous and otherworldly, as if this spirit has long transcended life. Its hollow gaze pierces through the darkness, cold and distant, exuding a powerful, foreboding presence that sends shivers down the spine. The scene is filled with a sense of mystery and dread, as if this otherworldly being holds secrets from beyond the grave, an embodiment of ancient sorcery and untold power. ethdysty, neon-mist

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