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    mythp0rt, A colossal nine-tailed fox spirit with red and black markings on its fur stands before a crumbling ancient Japanese temple, evoking a sense of awe and ancient mysticism. Underneath an orange-yellow sky that bathes the scene in a surreal, warm glow, a fierce female samurai stands atop the giant fox. Dressed in intricate, traditional samurai armor, she grips a sharp katana in one hand, her eyes fixed intensely forward with a look of steely determination. The fox's nine tails flow dramatically behind it, adding a sense of movement and power to the scene. The air is filled with floating dust and embers, giving the impression of a recent battle or magical encounter, while the ground beneath swirls with dirt and debris. The entire scene is depicted in high contrast and vibrant colors, with ultra-realistic details that bring out every texture and nuance, capturing a fantastical moment in a hyper-realistic style.
    CreeepyCuteMagic. In the misty, mystical swamps of an ancient forest, a massive, armored frog stands proudly at the center of a murky, fog-covered pond. His body is covered in thick, dark green scales, with glowing runes etched into his skin, pulsing with an ancient power. His large, expressive eyes shimmer with wisdom and hidden strength as he grips a massive, organic staff made of twisted roots and glowing stones. Around him, the swamp teems with life: floating lanterns and strange, bioluminescent plants light up the fog. The frog’s stance is defensive yet dignified, as he prepares to guard the swamp from any threat, his magic ready to summon a wave of water or earth to strike down intruders. The swamp’s eerie, tranquil atmosphere enhances his presence as the guardian of this mystical domain.
    The squirrel’s posture exudes a (delicate balance of cuteness and vigilance). Every movement it makes is precise, its (paws tightly gripping) the food, while its (large, alert eyes) constantly scan the surroundings for any sign of danger. The (gentle curve of its back) and (fluffy tail) give it an innocent and endearing appearance, but beneath that softness lies a (sharp awareness), always ready to spring into action at the slightest threat. This juxtaposition—between its adorable, fluffy exterior and its (ever-present readiness for predators)—creates a (captivating tension), making it both charming and impressive. The squirrel embodies nature’s duality, where beauty and survival coexist in perfect harmony
    In the dimly lit throne room of an ancient castle, two vampire queens share a fierce, intoxicating kiss, their bodies wrapped in luxurious blood-red silks that cling to their curves. One queen, with pale, porcelain skin and long, raven-black hair, grips the other’s waist, pulling her close as their lips meet with fiery intensity. The other, with fiery red hair and bronze-toned skin, responds in kind, her hands sliding up her lover’s back, tangling in her dark hair. The silks flow around them like liquid fire, pooling on the cold stone floor as they press against each other, the fabric barely concealing their forms. Their fangs glint in the flickering torchlight, adding a dangerous edge to their passion. Behind them, tall, gothic windows let in the faint light of a blood moon, casting an eerie glow on their entwined figures. The atmosphere is charged with dark eroticism, capturing the forbidden and irresistible allure that defines Royo’s vampiric fantasies.
    Harlem Renaissance Art Style, Dark Moody Atmosphere, breathtaking cinematic film still of A beautiful dark and twisted Chaos-corrupted Sister of Night Battle-Sister, power armor warped and jagged, infused with purple glowing pulsating runes of Chaos. her face twisted by the taint of the Warp, her eyes glowing a sinister purple. hair purple in a ponytail style, her armor is now twisted into unholy sigils, andd dark tendrils of chaos energy swirl around her form. In one hand she grips a corrupted plasma pistol crackling with dark energy while the other holds a serrated blade oozing with warp-tainted blood. The background is a desolate chaotic battlefield engulfed in flames and dark warp-storm clouds. The atmosphere is oppressive and malevolent, capturing the terrifying fall of a once-devoted warrior now consumed by the power of Chaos. Intricate, highly detailed textures emphasize the corruption with a sense of dark chaotic energy radiating from the scene. Hyper detailed in the artistic styles of Adrian Smith, Mark Gibbons, and Paul Dainton highly detailed background <lora:aidmaGLOWV4wc:0.55> aidmaglow <lora:Aura_Flux:0.55> auralora < <lora:Sisters-of-Battle-FLUX:0.8> sororitas, power armor , dramatic, mysterious, dark moody atmosphere, dynamic, dramatic, 1920s African American culture, Harlem Renaissance art style
    In the heart of a sprawling, enchanted library, where the air is thick with the scent of ancient parchment and the soft hum of magical energy, a figure moves with the grace of a scholar. She is a **High Elf**, her immortal form radiating an innate connection to arcane magic, her skin glowing with a faint, golden hue, as if touched by the light of a thousand stars. Her hair, a cascade of silken silver, falls freely down her back, each strand shimmering like moonlight on water. Her eyes, a piercing emerald green, glow with an inner light, reflecting the boundless knowledge of the arcane. Her face is sharp and elegant, with high cheekbones, a narrow jawline, and full lips painted a deep, regal purple. Her nose, slightly aquiline, flares as she inhales the scent of ancient tomes, and her ears, long and pointed, twitch at the faintest sounds of the library. She is an **Arcane Wizard**, a scholar of the mystical arts, and her presence is both commanding and enigmatic. Her outfit, a blend of flowing robes and delicate fabric, is both practical and alluring, designed to allow for maximum mobility while still accentuating her lithe form. Her top, a form-fitting robe made from shimmering silk, clings to her torso, accentuating her curves while leaving her shoulders and midriff bare. The fabric is dyed in shades of purple and gold, adorned with intricate patterns of arcane symbols that seem to shift and move as if alive. Her arms are wrapped in delicate, translucent sleeves that float around her like wisps of mist, their edges glowing faintly with magical energy. Around her neck hangs a necklace of small, glowing crystals, each one containing a fragment of arcane power, and a small pouch at her hip holds scrolls and potions for her spells. Her lower body is clad in a skirt of layered fabric, each layer dyed in shades of purple and gold, allowing for maximum movement while still providing some protection. Beneath the skirt, she wears tight-fitting leggings of a dark, shimmering hue, blending seamlessly with the shadows of the library. Her boots, made of supple leather, are laced up to her knees, the soles soft and silent as she moves through the stacks. Her hands, delicate yet powerful, grip a staff of polished wood, the top adorned with a glowing crystal that pulses with the energy of the arcane. The scene around her is one of breathtaking beauty and ancient power. The library is bathed in a soft, golden light, the shelves towering overhead, their surfaces covered in countless tomes that glitter like stars. The air is thick with the scent of parchment and the faint tang of ink, and the faint sound of rustling pages echoes through the halls. The High Elf stands at the center of it all, her staff raised high, her body glowing with arcane energy, a beacon of power amidst the knowledge. The overall color palette is a blend of deep purples, golds, and greens, evoking the essence of the arcane. The light, emanating from the crystals, casts a soft, golden glow over the scene, highlighting the High Elf’s features and the breathtaking beauty of the library. The atmosphere is one of both awe and mystery, a place where the line between the mortal and the magical blurs, and where the Arcane Wizard stands as a conduit for the ancient power of the arcane. This is not just a portrait; it is a glimpse into the heart of an enchanted library, a testament to the power and grace of the Arcane Wizard and her connection to the arcane. It is a scene of epic proportions, where the line between the mortal and the magical blurs, and where the radiant beauty of the High Elf comes alive in the form of a powerful, enigmatic spellcaster. soft pastel anime, Magic style, mythp0rt, DB4RZ
    cinna flow, A tiny, adorable baby tree frog, its moss-covered body a vibrant, emerald green, perched on a weathered stone, its big, round eyes shining with a curious, inner light. The frog's mossy body seemed to glow with a soft, ethereal light, as if infused with the magic of the forest. The moss, a soft, velvety texture, seemed to wrap around the frog's body like a tiny, green cloak, complete with delicate, intricate patterns and swirling, organic shapes. The frog's tiny, sticky feet seemed to grip the stone with ease, as if it were a natural, effortless motion. The overall effect was one of breathtaking, adorable cuteness, as if the tree frog were a living, breathing embodiment of the forest's whimsy and wonder. The mossy body seemed to radiate a warm, gentle glow, like a tiny, green sun, illuminating the surrounding environment with a soft, magical light. Very detailed, vibrant colors
    In an intense and gripping extreme close-up, a single eye glistens with an unsettling sheen, reflecting a sprawling dystopian city where towering skyscrapers are crumbling under the weight of a relentless digital virus. The cityscape is a chaotic tapestry of pixelated fragments and shimmering data streams, as vivid neon lights flicker and distort, creating a jarring contrast against the backdrop of darkened clouds swirling ominously overhead. As the camera gradually pulls back, the intricate details of the eye become less pronounced, revealing the face of a person who is transfixed by the unfolding digital anarchy on their screen. Their skin, illuminated by the eerie glow of the holographic displays surrounding them, betrays a blend of fascination and dread, with wide eyes reflecting both awe and horror at the impending collapse of reality as they know it. The room itself is a chaotic sanctuary of technology, filled with vibrant holographic projections that dance erratically, depicting similar scenes of digital decay happening across the globe. The air is thick with a sense of urgency and impending doom, as the ambient sounds of buzzing electronics and faint static create a high-tech symphony of anxiety. The room is cluttered with cables and illuminated panels, each display glitching intermittently, serving as a haunting reminder of the fragile border between the digital world and the tangible one. The entire atmosphere is imbued ,detailmaximizer,Midjourney_Whisper
    "Create an epic fantasy scene featuring a massive, majestic eagle with vibrant feathers, perched on rocky terrain with its wings spread wide. The eagle's feathers are colored in shades of deep blue, black, and vivid red, and it exudes a powerful, mythical aura. Its talons are sharp and extended, gripping onto dark rocks that are crackling with arcs of blue lightning. Behind the eagle, a glowing geometric symbol with arcane patterns radiates mystical energy, adding an otherworldly atmosphere. Surrounding the eagle are hooded figures dressed in medieval armor, each holding magical weapons like enchanted staffs and glowing swords. They seem to be loyal protectors, facing outward as if guarding the eagle. Their armor has intricate, ornate designs, combining metal with leather, and they emanate a sense of mystical strength. The background features a dark, mountainous landscape with storm clouds swirling ominously, and more eagles soaring in the distance, their wings spread against flashes of lightning. The entire scene has a dark, mythical, and high-fantasy aesthetic, with intense contrasts between shadows and glowing blue energy that illuminates the characters and landscape."
    gripping reportage of, a cozy cabin nestled in the woods is filled with the scent of pine and damp earth. The windows are decorated with colorful flowers, and a small wooden table sits in front of it. Wide-angle lens, f/8, focus on action, capture the moment
    FFAOR, In a deep dark cavern sparsely lit, a fierce dark elf warrioress stands poised on a black moss-covered stone, Her drow dark skin glistens in the cavern light of luminous crystals, which beam down from around all sides of the massive chasm, Flowing hair woven with delicate dark vines and colorful glowing dark deep colored aura stones cascade down her back, She wears black onyx and gold embossed armor made of mithril, dark stone, onyx, and glistening embossed gold which struggle to hold her extremely ample breasts from breaking apart the seams from their sheer weight and size , she grips a beautifully crafted bone spear adorned with glowing Dark cououred energy crystals, Surrounding her are exotic dark cave mosses blooming, while bio luminescent cave slugs line the walls around her in a cacophony of the darkest glowing colors like fireflies of the deep, creating a magical enchanting passageway into the underworlds kingdoms,
    A female ninja in the style of Naruto, dressed in a sleek, dark red outfit with intricate, subtle patterns blending into the shadows. She is crouched low on a rooftop, holding a sharp, gleaming kunai in one hand, while her other hand rests lightly on the roof tiles. Her forehead protector with a distinct, engraved emblem is tied around her head, securing her long, jet-black hair that is neatly pulled into a high ponytail. She wears protective wrist guards, and her gloved hands grip her weapon with precision. The scene is captured from a high, downward angle, emphasizing her alert posture as she surveys the streets below. The rooftops and distant buildings fade into a dim, moonlit background. Her sharp eyes reflect the flicker of distant lights, and the muted colors of the village below are contrasted by the dark tones of her outfit. The high contrast, vivid detail, and surreal realism of the scene bring out every texture, from the fabric of her outfit to the roof tiles beneath her, creating an immersive atmosphere that blends anime aesthetics with a hyper-realistic, highly detailed style. <lora:Dever_Flux_Enhancer:0.5> <lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.75> mythp0rt <lora:midjourney_whisper_flux_lora_v01:0.6> Midjourney_Whisper <lora:zavy-drkcnmtc-fxl:0.6> zavy-drkcnmtc <lora:DnDDarkestFantasy:0.5> ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy <lora:Midjourney_-_SemiReal_Dreams_FLUX_LoRA:0.6>
    Faded neon colors of the 80s, washed-out pastel tones in spectral hues, combined with dystopian beige and gray. Retro scan of an 80s anime sci-fi book, lofi, grainy, vintage, melancholic yet futuristic. A dramatic close-up of a rogue bounty hunter standing amidst the wreckage of a derelict spaceport, their cracked, angular helmet reflecting the violet glow of a plasma saber held menacingly close to their chest. The weapon hums with deadly energy, casting a jagged shadow over the sharp contours of their armor, which is dented and scorched from countless skirmishes. Thick, swirling smoke rises around them, illuminated by sporadic bursts of fiery explosions in the distance. Behind them, towering, skeletal ruins of spacecraft loom against a dark, stormy sky, the faint flashes of gunfire punctuating the suffocating silence of impending chaos. Behind her, towering, weathered solar sails rise like colossal skyscrapers, their faded neon panels shimmering weakly in the pale light. The horizon is a swirling haze of dust, the dim, dystopian sun casting elongated shadows that stretch across the wasteland. Volumetric lighting and a subtle film grain enhance the melancholic atmosphere, while the cinematic composition focuses on the woman’s determined expression as she grips the reins, her hair flowing behind her in the dry wind.
    mythp0rt, A shadowy celestial female figure stands in a dynamic pose: one arm raised, summoning a swirling vortex of collapsing stars and voids, the other gripping a fractured celestial orb dripping with glowing starlight. Her silver-white hair flows wildly, faintly glowing, with crimson eyes piercing through a veil of shadow. She wears jagged obsidian armor fused with a tattered cloak dissolving into shadowy tendrils, adorned with glowing red runes and constellations. The background is a chaotic expanse of decaying nebulae, crimson lightning, and shattered moon fragments glowing faintly behind her. She stands on a cracked black crystal surface, pulsing with red and gold veins, illuminated by cold, apocalyptic light. High detail, cinematic angles, dark fantasy, and cosmic horror vibes.
    A woman with shoulder-length wavy black hair is shown from the torso up, holding in her grip a glowing katana by the hilt in front of her. She is wearing a traditional kimono that is white with iridescent, vibrant floral patterns in shades of pink, orange, blue, and green. The katana has a glowing, rainbow-colored blade, with the hilt held firmly in both her hands. Her expression is calm, her gaze lowered. The kimono drapes softly over her form, and colorful, ethereal flowers seem to emerge from the fabric. The background is dark and minimal, which contrasts sharply with the vibrant light coming from the sword and the glowing floral patterns on her clothing. The lighting emphasizes the soft glow of the sword and flowers, creating a magical, serene atmosphere. The perspective is a close-up shot focusing on the upper half of her body, highlighting the intricate details of her kimono and the vibrant, colorful light effects. <lora:CPA:0.93> <lora:anime_martzv2:0.53> anime_martz, <lora:FLUX-daubrez-DB4RZ:0.33> DB4RZ, DB4RZ style painting,
    A green praying mantis is tightly gripping a black insect, indulging in its prey. The mantis's (green body) blends seamlessly with the surrounding vegetation, demonstrating its excellent camouflage. Its strong forelegs firmly secure the prey, which is dusted with (pollen), indicating it recently flew out of a flower. The mantis's head is slightly tilted, with long antennae pointing forward, showing focus and alertness. The blurred background brings the interaction between the mantis and its prey into sharp focus, while (natural light) adds vibrancy to the scene. This moment captures the instinct of a predator and the harsh realities of survival in the natural world.
    Hyper-realistic surrealist portrait of a biomechanical entity, seamlessly blending organic and technological elements. Spherical head with a smooth, pearl-like surface transitioning into intricate, layered panels resembling circuit boards. A single, oversized eye dominates the face, its iris a deep obsidian with a crimson pupil that emits a soft, pulsating glow. The eye is framed by delicate, mechanical eyelids that iris open and closed with clockwork precision. The entity's body is a fusion of sleek, white porcelain-like segments and exposed inner workings - a maze of wires, gears, and pulsing energy conduits. Thin, wire-like tendrils emerge from various points, some ending in delicate sensors, others in articulated pincers. Multiple limbs of varying sizes sprout from the body, each terminating in specialized tools or gripping appendages. Scattered across the surface are tiny, red LED lights that blink in complex, seemingly random patterns. The creature's "skin" features subtle, wave-like textures that suggest both flowing liquids and etched circuitry. At certain points, the surface cracks and peels away, revealing glimpses of a mysterious, glowing core. The background fades from a cool, misty blue to warm, golden tones, suggesting a liminal space between digital and organic realms. Hyper-detailed 8K resolution captures every minute texture, from the fine fuzz of synthetic fibers to the oily sheen on metallic surfaces. Dramatic lighting emphasizes the interplay between the entity's smooth exterior and its complex inner structures. The overall pose suggests a moment of awakening or curiosity, with the creature appearing to examine its surroundings with an otherworldly intelligence. The image evokes a sense of the uncanny - familiar yet profoundly alien, cute yet unsettling, synthetic yet undeniably alive.
    GLOW,intricate tetradic colors in every details,FLUORESCENT,asian woman, A female warrior angel, with meticulously crafted feathered wings, stands amidst a ravaged battlefield. Her face, stoic and resolute, embodies the ferocity of a seasoned combatant. She is clad in intricately designed, battle-worn armor, her hands gripping dual swords imbued with celestial energy. The background depicts a cataclysmic battle scene shrouded in smoke and fire, highlighting the enormity of the conflict. A low camera angle emphasizes her imposing stature, while the lighting casts an ethereal glow, emphasizing her divine presence. The image evokes a sense of impending divine retribution. Include subtle hints of angelic light emanating from her form, and depict the reflection of the inferno in her eyes.
    In this gripping close-up shot, a young woman with grey hair gazes intensely at some distant point as she navigates a virtual world that blurs the lines between reality and fantasy. Her disheveled hair is a vibrant contrast to her delicate facial features, which are half-mechanical and reconstructed, revealing intricate circuitry and vascular networks under her skin. Her eyes gleam with clear intensity, as if code from the virtual world is streaming through her pupils like the iconic green glow of The Matrix. The lighting is dim, casting an ethereal glow over her features due to the faint blue hues emanating from the circuitry beneath her skin. In the background, a cityscape of towering skyscrapers and neon lights stretches out, with the distant hum of machinery and hacking sounds creating a sense of tension and urgency. Her expression is one of focused determination, as if she's on a mission to uncover hidden secrets within this digital realm. The style is reminiscent of cyberpunk art and literature, with intricate details and textures that evoke a gritty, high-tech realism. Note the tight composition, where her face dominates the frame, drawing the viewer into her world. As you're drawn in, the overall mood shifts from fascination to suspense and intrigue, as if you're being pulled into a complex web of digital intrigue. The woman's gaze is fixed on something just out of reach, leaving the viewer wondering what secrets she'll uncover next and what lies beyond the virtual world.
    intense side-angle action shot of a fierce angelic warrior with large white wings, captured mid-motion as she turns sharply, aiming a shotgun with intense focus; her short platinum blonde hair and glowing halo show slight motion blur, adding a sense of swift movement; the shotgun features a classic wooden and metallic design with “DEUS VULT” engraved clearly on the stock; she wears simple yet rugged knight’s armor with smooth steel plates, slightly worn and matte, with minimal decorative elements; her gloved hands grip the shotgun firmly with purpose; the grocery store aisle background is slightly blurred with depth of field, emphasizing her as the focal point; particles of dust and faint debris float in the air, adding to the atmosphere; dramatic overhead fluorescent lights cast contrasting highlights and shadows across her armor and wings, enhancing the cinematic, high-energy tone<lora:Flux_Detailer2K.safetensors:0.75:0.75> <lora:flux_realism_lora.safetensors:0.7000000000000001:0.7000000000000001>
    A faint, droning ache reverberates through the mind, each throb growing louder and more insistent. This relentless pulse drives the psyche toward madness, ensnaring it in a prison woven from loneliness and existential dread. The mind, shackled in a web of despair, desperately clings to a fading vestige of pure feeling as the pain sharpens into jagged spikes. The grip of the prison tightens, pushing away all else, leaving the soul barren. What once mattered now echoes as haunting, shrieking specters of lost love, until the soul is obliterated by the bleak realization that it never truly mattered.
    masterpiece, best quality, ultra high resolution, a masterpiece that captures the captivating charm of a beautiful painting decorated with baroque patterns. A young adult huntress from the Stone Age crouches low in the tall, wild grasses of a vast, untamed landscape. Her bare feet press into the cool earth, leaving faint imprints as she silently stalks her prey. Her skin, weathered by the elements, is smeared with dirt and natural pigments, giving her a fierce, primal appearance. She wears a simple, fur-lined tunic made from animal hides, draped loosely over her muscular frame, with bone and stone beads strung around her neck. Her hair, long and wild, is tied back with a strip of leather, revealing sharp, focused eyes that scan the horizon for movement. In her hands, she grips a hand-carved wooden spear, ready to strike at any moment. The world around her is harsh and untamed—distant mountains loom under a vast, cloud-streaked sky, while the wind whistles through the scattered trees and rugged terrain. Every sound, from the rustling leaves to the call of distant animals, is a reminder of the wild and dangerous life she leads. (prehistoric, primal, survival, detailed, atmospheric).​​​
    Over-the-shoulder boss-style shot of a towering, gleaming knightess in radiant silver armor standing against a raging desert sandstorm. Her massive sword crackles with lightning, arcs of energy lighting up the dim, stormy skies. The knightess, exuding both power and elegance, grips the sword tightly, her divine armor clinging to her voluptuous form. Before her looms the final adversary—an ancient Egyptian mummy boss, wrapped in a massive, swirling cloak of thick DARK sand and dust. This shroud engulfs the entire battlefield, creating a suffocating, storm-like presence that darkens the sky. The mummy's Female boss decayed, bandaged face is barely visible beneath the shifting layers of sand, with cursed symbols glowing faintly through the storm. Its hollow, glowing eyes burn with an otherworldly hatred as the storm around it rages, the wind howling with fury. As the knightess readies her blade, the cloak of sand and dust twists and reshapes, spreading further as if threatening to consume everything in its path. Lightning crackles along the knightess’s sword as she swings it with tremendous force, the blade cutting through the whirlwind of sand, sending arcs of energy towards the cursed mummy. The entire scene is swallowed by the chaotic storm as their battle begins.
    In a vast desert at twilight, a lone female warrior stands atop a windswept sand dune, her silhouette striking against the deep orange and purple sky. Her weathered armor is intricately designed, blending beauty and battle-worn strength, while a long, tattered cloak flows dramatically in the wind. She grips an elegant, gleaming sword, and beneath her helm, a cool blue light glows, hinting at her mysterious power. The distant mountains are veiled in mist, and the crescent moon and emerging stars cast a soft, ethereal glow, framing her in an atmosphere of quiet strength and haunting beauty. insanely detailed, (masterpiece), best quality, 8k, ultra high res, High contrast and low saturation, (Anatomy-based character design), by BoochaN
    A dark, intense medieval action scene unfolds in a shadowy, twisted forest. (close-up:3) of A burning wooden carriage races through the night, engulfed in flames that cast an eerie, flickering glow on the surrounding trees. The carriage is pulled by undead horses, their skeletal forms exposed, with hollow eye sockets glowing faintly as they gallop with relentless speed. At the reins sits a skeletal coachman, his bony hands gripping the reins tightly as he drives the infernal team forward, a tattered cloak billowing behind him. The scene is one of chaos and power, with embers flying from the carriage and smoke trailing into the dark sky, adding to the sense of destruction and doom. The twisted, shadowy trees close in around the path, amplifying the feeling of dread. The entire scene is glorified in an epic, cinematic style, capturing the haunting grandeur of this supernatural chase as it barrels forward with unstoppable force through the night. <lora:- Flux1 - vanta_black_V1.0.safetensors:0.75>, <lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle.safetensors:0.75>, <lora:Elden_Ring_-_Yoshitaka_Amano.safetensors:1.0>, <lora:ARTifacts.safetensors:0.5>,
    Concept art, (shot above the thighs), a stoic guardian with long, silver hair that flows like a river of moonlight, her sharp violet eyes filled with the sadness of countless centuries spent in solitude. Her skin is a pale, ethereal gray, with faint patterns resembling cracks that hint at her ancient, otherworldly nature. She wears (armor forged from dark, gleaming metal, adorned with symbols of death and rebirth, and shoulder pads shaped like wings of a raven). Her cloak is made of tattered, dark fabric that billows like shadows around her. She stands at the entrance to the underworld, a massive gate made of ancient stone and iron, with the souls of the dead drifting silently past her. In a dynamic pose, she grips a large, intricately carved scythe, its blade glowing with a cold, blue light as she prepares to guide another soul to its final rest. The background is a shadowy, oppressive environment, with towering pillars of stone, a river of souls flowing through the darkness, and the faint echoes of forgotten voices. The atmosphere is solemn, filled with the weight of duty, sorrow, and the quiet acceptance of an eternal role, with dark, somber lighting, and a mood of deep, reflective melancholy. , in style of Ilya Kuvshinov
    a young woman with piercing blue eyes and platinum blonde hair sits on the edge of a weathered stone ledge in a snowing medieval village, her elbow resting on her knee as she props her face against her hand, her expression distant and contemplative; her hair is cut into a short, choppy bob with soft, uneven bangs framing her pale face, strands subtly tousled by the cold air; **a few delicate snowflakes drift lazily through the misty atmosphere, some catching the dim light as they fall, melting the moment they touch the warmth of her coat**, while others settle onto the fur-lined hood of her oversized cream-colored winter parka, the thick fabric detailed with quilted stitching, deep pockets, and silver zippers, the slightly worn brand logo embroidered on the sleeve; beneath the open coat, she wears a form-fitting striped wool sweater with a slightly loose neckline, leaving her **intricate black ink tattoos fully visible across her neck and collarbones**—elaborate geometric and floral designs intertwining like sacred markings, bold yet elegant, adding a striking contrast against her fair skin; a string of worn wooden prayer beads drapes loosely around her neck, resting over the sweater, their earthy tones grounding her modern aesthetic in the ancient surroundings. her light-wash, ripped skinny jeans hug her frame, the frayed tear at her knee revealing a glimpse of skin, the denim rough and slightly worn from use; on her feet, she wears **high-top Nike sneakers in a mix of beige, white, and black, the iconic swoosh standing out against the muted medieval tones**, the laces loosely tied, the rubber soles showing faint signs of dirt from the damp cobblestone streets; the contrast between the futuristic footwear and the ancient surroundings adds to the surreal nature of her presence. behind her, the narrow medieval street is lined with half-timbered houses, their steep roofs dusted with snow, smoke curling from chimneys into the cold, foggy air; rough stone walls and wooden beams give the village an ancient, rustic feel, the damp cobblestones beneath her feet glistening in the dim, diffused light; **a few drifting snowflakes continue to swirl through the air, carried on the faintest breeze, adding an almost dreamlike quality to the scene**; a group of medieval villagers moves in the background, their expressions wary, their eyes occasionally glancing in her direction—men clad in heavy wool cloaks and fur-trimmed tunics, some gripping the hilts of their swords, while others carry sacks of goods slung over their shoulders; one man in a dark green hooded cloak stands slightly apart, his gaze locked onto her, his hand resting on the pommel of his sheathed blade, his expression unreadable; a tense yet quiet atmosphere lingers in the air, the contrast between the woman’s modern attire and the surrounding medieval setting making her presence feel almost surreal, as if she were a traveler out of time, lost in the folds of history.<lora:cheats.safetensors:1.0:1.0>
    In the middle of a swirling cosmic storm, a lone starship captain stands on the deck of her battered vessel, gazing out into the chaos as streaks of violet lightning crackle across the void. Her gloved hand grips the ship’s railing as the surrounding asteroids begin to pulse with an unnatural glow, slowly transforming into crystalline monoliths that shimmer in the dark expanse. The captain’s face is illuminated by the eerie, iridescent light, her eyes reflecting the shifting energy of the storm. Behind her, the crew scrambles to secure the ship, their movements quick but controlled, knowing that something far beyond their understanding is unfolding. The scene captures the intensity of space exploration with a mystical twist, evoking the cosmic wonder of classic sci-fi like Dune, blended with the surreal elegance of artists like Simon Stalenhag.MythP0rt<lora:DnDDarkestFantasy:0.5><lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.75><lora:Dever_Flux_Enhancer:0.5><lora:Aura_Flux-000010:0.6>
    A young woman with shoulder-length wavy black hair is shown from the torso up, holding a glowing katana in front of her. She is wearing a traditional kimono that is white with iridescent, vibrant floral patterns in shades of pink, orange, blue, and green. The katana has a glowing, rainbow-colored blade, with the hilt held firmly in both her hands. Her right hand, visible and ungloved, grips the handle near the bottom, while her left hand, wearing a black glove, is placed near the guard. Her expression is calm, her gaze lowered. The kimono drapes softly over her form, and colorful, ethereal flowers seem to emerge from the fabric. The background is dark and minimal, which contrasts sharply with the vibrant light coming from the sword and the glowing floral patterns on her clothing. The lighting emphasizes the soft glow of the sword and flowers, creating a magical, serene atmosphere. The perspective is a close-up shot focusing on the upper half of her body, highlighting the intricate details of her kimono and the vibrant, colorful light effects. <lora:dark_fantasy_flux:0.83> <lora:FredFraiStyle-FLUX-Share:0.63> <lora:sxz-Dark-Fantasy-v2-Flux:0.33> drkfnts style,
    A close-up of a woman holding a transparent cassette tape in front of her face. The cassette is positioned perfectly in the center, directly in front of her eyes, obscuring her facial features. Her nails are painted dark blue, and she is gripping the edges of the cassette with both hands. The woman’s lips are painted dark, and she is wearing a black choker with a silver ring in the center. Her hair is styled into short black pigtails, with some strands falling over her forehead. The lighting is vibrant and neon, casting shades of red, blue, and purple across her face, hands, and the cassette tape. The background is a mix of abstract neon lights, featuring bold and glowing red and blue lines, creating a dynamic, futuristic atmosphere. <lora:FLUX-daubrez-DB4RZ:0.8> DB4RZ, DB4RZ style painting, <lora:ILLUSTRATION_2_FLUX v2:0.53>
    An imaginative and vibrant illustration of an astronaut floating in space, surrounded by colorful flowers blooming against the dark expanse of the cosmos. The astronaut's suit is detailed with white and orange accents, featuring patches and a shiny reflective helmet. They hold a bouquet of bright flowers, including daisies and marigolds, in their gloved hands. On top of the astronaut's helmet sits a small white duck, casually perched, adding a whimsical touch to the scene. Hanging onto the astronaut's leg is a playful black cat, its paws gripping tightly as it looks curiously into the void of space. The background showcases a stunning view of Earth and other celestial bodies, with soft starlight scattered across the deep navy backdrop. The composition blends elements of fantasy, humor, and cosmic beauty, creating a unique and engaging visual narrative.
    Capture a dramatic macro photograph of a bee perched on a frosty flower during a snowfall. The bee’s fuzzy body is coated with tiny, delicate snowflakes and glistening ice crystals, each displaying intricate and unique patterns against its golden and black stripes. Its partially frozen wings catch the diffused, cool light, creating faint reflections, while the fine hairs and segmented legs gripping the icy flower are sharply defined. Snowflakes are captured mid-air, tumbling gently, with a few settled on the petals and the bee, adding to the wintry ambiance. The flower, lightly encased in frost, reveals vibrant hints of its natural color beneath the icy coating, with fine veins and textures visible under the soft lighting. The background is softly blurred, fading into muted whites and pale blues to evoke a serene, snowy setting. The lighting is diffused and cold, enhancing the frosty textures and casting gentle highlights on the snowflakes and ice. This composition captures the resilience and delicate beauty of the bee amidst the tranquil yet harsh winter landscape, blending vibrant detail with the stillness of a snow-covered scene.
    A deadly and agile huntress crouches low in a poised, predatory stance on the jagged edge of a crumbling cliff, overlooking a shadowy abyss filled with swirling mist. Her lean frame leans forward, one hand gripping the hilt of a sleek, black-bladed dagger glowing faintly with runic etchings, while her other arm steadies a long, intricately carved spear resting against her shoulder. Her raven-black hair is tied in a loose braid that flows down her back, interwoven with small, glinting metal beads. Her piercing, emerald-green eyes are locked on a distant foe, her expression a mixture of calm intensity and cold calculation. Her outfit is a blend of white leather and scale-like armor plates that shimmer with an cyan hue, blending seamlessly into the dark fantasy environment. Adorning her chest are bone-like adornments carved with ancient symbols, while faintly glowing orange vials hang from her belt, pulsing like a heartbeat. The backdrop reveals a perilous world of towering stone spires, jagged cliffs, and an eerie, blood-red moon casting long, menacing shadows. Below, the mist churns with faint glimpses of monstrous shapes lurking within. In the distance, the faint sound of wailing echoes through the wind, adding to the dread-filled atmosphere. She crouches with predatory grace, her spear ready to strike as though she is the shadow itself, poised to deliver swift, silent death.
    A deadly and agile huntress crouches low in a poised, predatory stance on the jagged edge of a crumbling cliff, overlooking a shadowy abyss filled with swirling mist. Her lean frame leans forward, one hand gripping the hilt of a sleek, black-bladed dagger glowing faintly with runic etchings, while her other arm steadies a long, intricately carved spear resting against her shoulder. Her raven-black hair is tied in a loose braid that flows down her back, interwoven with small, glinting metal beads. Her piercing, emerald-green eyes are locked on a distant foe, her expression a mixture of calm intensity and cold calculation. Her outfit is a blend of white leather and scale-like armor plates that shimmer with an cyan hue, blending seamlessly into the dark fantasy environment. Adorning her chest are bone-like adornments carved with ancient symbols, while faintly glowing orange vials hang from her belt, pulsing like a heartbeat. The backdrop reveals a perilous world of towering stone spires, jagged cliffs, and an eerie, blood-red moon casting long, menacing shadows. Below, the mist churns with faint glimpses of monstrous shapes lurking within. In the distance, the faint sound of wailing echoes through the wind, adding to the dread-filled atmosphere. She crouches with predatory grace, her spear ready to strike as though she is the shadow itself, poised to deliver swift, silent death.
    This nightmarish weapon is crafted from living flesh and distorted bone, its barrel a pulsating artery, intertwined with sinewy tendons and held together by grotesque patches of stretched skin. The grip is a cluster of jagged, claw-like fingers, each bone exposed and glistening with fresh blood, while the stock is a twisted spinal column, pulsating with a sickly glow, connected by strands of exposed nerves that twitch faintly. Blood vessels run along the weapon’s surface, oozing dark, thick fluid, as the entire creation appears to be on the verge of writhing to life, a horrific amalgamation of flesh, bones, and decaying tissue.
    ne0nfant4sy, A spectral assassin, his ghostly form flickering like a shadow in the dim light of a crumbling castle. His translucent, ash-gray skin shimmers with an ethereal glow, and his piercing, ice-blue eyes gleam with the coldness of the grave. His black hair flows like mist, blending into the tattered, hooded cloak that billows around his body, weightless and shifting as though moved by an unseen wind. In his hand, he grips a gleaming dagger, its blade inscribed with ancient symbols that faintly pulse with dark magic. Behind him, the stone walls of the ancient fortress are cracked and overgrown with twisting vines, while the ghostly remains of the battlefield stretch into the fog beyond. Wisps of spectral energy swirl around his form, blending him into the shadows of the dark hall. His expression is one of cold detachment, his thin lips set in a grim line as he stands ready to strike with lethal precision. The air is heavy with silence, broken only by the faint whisper of spirits lingering in the ruins around him.<lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.5><lora:NeonFantasyFLUX:0.3>
    (masterpiece, best quality, ultra detailled, detailed face, pretty girl, (flat cheat:1.2,) slim waist, medium hips) (((adorable, cute, kawaii)), A young japanese female in her early twenties, standing on her feet in the aisle of a train. Her long hair, flowing down to her waist, frames her delicate features, including her petite nose and pursed lips. She has a slim waist and medium hips, accentuated by her loose blue-jeans that hug her curves gently. Her flat chest is barely visible beneath her unbuttoned jacket, adding to her boyish figure. The young woman's hands are securely gripping onto the metal bar above her, providing stability and support as the train continues its journey. The background shows a blurry vision of the train car, with other passengers seated and standing around her, going about their business. The fluorescent lights above cast a cold, harsh glow on her face, emphasizing her focus and determination to remain connected and entertained during the ride. View from the side., cute moe anime character portrait, adorable, featured on pixiv, kawaii mo masterpiece, cuteness overload, very detailed, sooooo adorable!!!, absolute masterpiece
    An enchanting animation of a tiny axolotl in a vibrant apple orchard, carrying a woven basket filled with colorful apples. The axolotl adjusts its grip on the basket with small, careful movements while looking around curiously. The apples shimmer softly in the sunlight, and a light breeze rustles the leaves of the apple trees, causing subtle shifts in the dappled shadows on the ground. Occasionally, a leaf drifts down from a branch, landing gently on the soft soil. A nearby apple wobbles slightly before rolling off the mound, adding a touch of playful motion. The camera slowly pans along the orchard rows, focusing on the axolotl’s small, lifelike gestures and the vibrant, idyllic surroundings.
    graindarkfantasy,Over-the-shoulder boss-style shot of a towering, gleaming knightess in radiant silver armor standing against a raging desert sandstorm. Her massive sword crackles with lightning, arcs of energy lighting up the dim, stormy skies. The knightess, exuding both power and elegance, grips the sword tightly, her divine armor clinging to her voluptuous form. Before her looms the final adversary—an ancient Egyptian mummy boss, wrapped in a massive, swirling cloak of thick DARK sand and dust. This shroud engulfs the entire battlefield, creating a suffocating, storm-like presence that darkens the sky. The mummy's Female boss decayed, bandaged face is barely visible beneath the shifting layers of sand, with cursed symbols glowing faintly through the storm. Its hollow, glowing eyes burn with an otherworldly hatred as the storm around it rages, the wind howling with fury. As the knightess readies her blade, the cloak of sand and dust twists and reshapes, spreading further as if threatening to consume everything in its path. Lightning crackles along the knightess’s sword as she swings it with tremendous force, the blade cutting through the whirlwind of sand, sending arcs of energy towards the cursed mummy. The entire scene is swallowed by the chaotic storm as their battle begins.
    A lone figure in dark, storm-weathered armor stands on the edge of a towering, wind-battered plateau, overlooking a vast, rolling landscape of stone and chasms. Shards of glowing, crystalline plants scatter the landscape below, illuminating the scene with an ethereal light. The winds whip around, carrying faint echoes of distant thunder. The figure grips a massive, ancient blade etched with runes, its surface glinting as if reflecting unseen storms. Lightning arcs in the distance, and shadows dance across the stone beneath their feet, hinting at the unseen forces swirling around them. <lora:Anime v1.3:1.2>
    A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of In the frozen tundra of the northern wastes, a pale-skinned woman with platinum hair, wrapped in thick furs, trudges through waist-deep snow, her breath fogging in the bitterly cold air. Her blue eyes, sharp and fierce, scan the horizon, where towering mountains rise against a sky darkening with an approaching blizzard. Despite the biting wind that cuts through her clothing, her expression remains one of cold determination, her body moving with steady purpose through the harsh environment. The ice clings to her fur-lined cloak, and her face is flushed with the cold, but her pace never falters, even as the storm grows nearer. Her hands grip a wooden staff, its surface worn smooth from years of use, and strapped to her back is a massive, battle-scarred shield that has clearly seen its share of conflict. Around her, the tundra stretches out endlessly, a barren wasteland of ice and snow, but she moves forward with unwavering resolve. Her boots crunch through the frost, leaving a trail behind her, the only sign of life in the desolate landscape. The scene is a testament to endurance in the face of nature’s brutal extremes, a woman whose strength lies not just in her body, but in her unshakable spirit. (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>
    In the heart of a sun-scorched desert, where the golden sands stretch endlessly to the horizon and the air shimmers with heat, a figure emerges from the mirage-like waves of the dunes. She is a Fire Genasi, her humanoid form infused with the essence of elemental fire, her skin glowing with a faint, reddish hue, as if embers smolder just beneath the surface. Her hair, a wild cascade of fiery red and orange, flows like liquid flame, each strand seeming to flicker and dance with an inner heat. Her eyes, a molten gold, burn with an intensity that matches the desert sun, reflecting the unyielding power of the flames within her. Her face is striking, with high cheekbones, a strong jawline, and full lips painted a deep, fiery red. Her nose, slightly aquiline, flares as she inhales the dry, scorching air, and her ears, slightly pointed, twitch at the faintest sounds carried by the desert wind. She is a Sun Paladin, a holy warrior who channels the radiant energy of the sun, and her presence is both awe-inspiring and commanding. Her outfit, a blend of gleaming plate armor and flowing fabric, is both practical and majestic, designed to protect her in battle while still allowing for the freedom of movement needed to wield her divine powers. Her chest plate, forged from a golden metal that seems to glow with the light of the sun, is adorned with intricate engravings of sunbursts and flames, each one radiating divine energy. Her shoulders are protected by pauldrons shaped like rising suns, their edges glowing faintly with a warm, golden light. Around her neck hangs a pendant in the shape of a blazing sun, its surface polished to a mirror shine, reflecting the light of the desert. Her arms are encased in gauntlets of the same golden metal, their surfaces etched with runes that pulse with a soft, fiery light. Her hands, strong and calloused from years of wielding a weapon, grip a massive longsword, its blade forged from a metal that seems to shimmer with the heat of the sun, the edge glowing faintly with divine energy. Her lower body is clad in a skirt of layered metal plates, each one dyed in shades of gold and orange, allowing for maximum movement while still providing protection. Beneath the skirt, she wears tight-fitting leggings of a dark, shimmering hue, blending seamlessly with the golden sands. Her boots, made of reinforced leather, are laced up to her knees, the soles thick and sturdy, grounding her against the scorching heat. The scene around her is one of stark beauty and relentless heat. The desert stretches endlessly in every direction, the golden sands shifting and swirling with the wind. The air is thick with the scent of dry earth and the faint tang of metal, and the faint sound of the wind whistling through the dunes echoes across the landscape. The Sun Paladin stands at the center of it all, her longsword raised high, her body glowing with divine energy, a beacon of light amidst the desolation. The overall color palette is a blend of deep golds, oranges, and reds, evoking the essence of the sun and fire. The light, emanating from the sun above, casts a harsh, golden glow over the scene, highlighting the Fire Genasi’s features and the stark beauty of the desert. The atmosphere is one of both awe and intensity, a place where the line between the divine and the mortal blurs, and where the Sun Paladin stands as a conduit for the radiant power of the sun. This is not just a portrait; it is a glimpse into the heart of a sun-scorched desert, a testament to the power and grace of the Sun Paladin and her connection to the divine light. It is a scene of epic proportions, where the line between the mortal and the divine blurs, and where the fiery beauty of the Genasi comes alive in the form of a powerful, awe-inspiring warrior. soft pastel anime, Magic style, mythp0rt, DB4RZ
    A masterpiece of (star war) style created by the collaboration of Caspar David Friedrich and Jean Giraud. The main objects are sliced at intervals along a diagonal, with each interval featuring a different material: the first material is fur, the remaining materials are those that the main object would originally have.Imagine a photo titled "Echoes of the Past." This image captures the moment when a Jedi Knight stands on the edge of a deep, ancient canyon on a desolate planet in the Star Wars universe. The angle is from directly below, looking up at the Jedi and the surrounding landscape.The Jedi is depicted in traditional lightsaber combat pose, one hand gripping the hilt of their blue lightsaber as it hums quietly before them. They are surrounded by the swirling dust and debris kicked up by an approaching sandstorm, adding a sense of urgency and danger to the scene. The lightsaber's glow creates a dramatic contrast against the darkness of the canyon walls.In the background, jagged rock formations stretch upwards into a hazy sky, partially obscured by swirling storm clouds. A faint outline of twin suns sets behind the canyon, casting long shadows that enhance the depth and scale of the scene. The sandstorm creates a sense of movement and turmoil, with swirling dunes in the foreground adding texture and visual interest.The angle from below emphasizes the Jedi's height and power, making them appear almost god-like against the harsh, unforgiving landscape. This perspective also draws attention to their solitary position, suggesting they are facing an unseen threat or grappling with a significant moment of conflict. The overall composition is both imposing and serene, capturing a timeless moment in a world where ancient traditions meet modern conflict.This unusual and visually impactful perspective brings a new layer of depth to the familiar Star Wars universe, highlighting themes of courage, isolation, and the ongoing struggle between light and darkness. HD32K, hyperdetailed, best quality, aidmaMJ6.1.
    A high-resolution photograph captures the deeply textured and weathered hand of a 100-year-old man, gracefully holding a cigarette. The hand, adorned with pronounced veins and age spots, exudes a sense of history and character. The skin is thin and slightly translucent, revealing the underlying structure and years of wear. The hand is relaxed, with fingers naturally curved, except for the two fingers holding the cigarette—index and middle—deftly maintaining a gentle grip. The cigarette itself is slightly worn, with a long, delicate ash extending from the tip, suggesting it has been idle for an extended period. Wisps of smoke curl gracefully upward from the lit end, creating a soft, ethereal contrast against the dark background. The dark background serves to highlight the hand and cigarette, casting subtle shadows that emphasize the hand's intricate details and texture. The lighting is soft and focused, illuminating the hand and cigarette while leaving the surrounding area in gentle darkness, adding to the image's contemplative and serene atmosphere. The overall composition captures a moment of quiet introspection, with the aged hand and idle cigarette telling a story of time, experience, and perhaps a lifetime of habits and memories. The delicate smoke and long ash add to the sense of stillness and patience, making the image both poignant and visually striking.
    Old national geographic grainy photography, fined grain photo : Render an image of a staff made from twisted, ancient oak, its surface etched with runes that crackle with electric energy. The wood is dark and weathered, with veins of glowing blue light running through it like lightning captured in wood. The top of the staff is crowned with a swirling orb of storm clouds, from which tiny bolts of lightning periodically strike out, illuminating the area with flashes of brilliant light. A hand grips the staff, with arcs of electricity spiraling down the arm, casting sparks into the air. The background is blurred into a dark, stormy sky, with flashes of lightning and rolling thunder creating a sense of immense, dynamic power, as if the staff is channeling the very essence
    FFAOR, In a deep dark cavern sparsely lit, a fierce dark elf warrioress stands poised on a black moss-covered stone, Her drow dark skin glistens in the cavern light of luminous crystals, which beam down from around all sides of the massive chasm, Flowing hair woven with delicate dark vines and colorful glowing dark deep colored aura stones cascade down her back, She wears black onyx and gold embossed armor made of mithril, dark stone, onyx, and glistening embossed gold which struggle to hold her extremely ample breasts from breaking apart the seams from their sheer weight and size , she grips a beautifully crafted bone spear adorned with glowing Dark cououred energy crystals, Surrounding her are exotic dark cave mosses blooming, while bio luminescent cave slugs line the walls around her in a cacophony of the darkest glowing colors like fireflies of the deep, creating a magical enchanting passageway into the underworlds kingdoms,
    A lone warrior clad in dark, futuristic armor stands resolute in the midst of a burning battlefield, exuding the bleak and gothic atmosphere of Dark Souls 3. His withered cape, its tattered edges glowing faintly from the surrounding flames, billows in the smoke-choked air. The armor, a foreboding mix of blackened steel and tarnished chrome, features jagged, angular lines, and a helmet resembling a human skull with imposing stag horns. The helmet's visor glows with a sinister red light, cutting through the ash and soot. Around him, the battlefield is strewn with the ruins of war, twisted metal and shattered stone litter the ground, as dark, ominous clouds swirl above, casting deep shadows over the desolate landscape. In his grip, a massive, ancient hammer reflects the fiery glow of the burning wreckage, its weight and power evident. The only light comes from the dying embers and a blood-red sun, ominously looming behind the clouds, bathing the scene in a grim, apocalyptic hue. This scene evokes the dark, oppressive tone of a world teetering on the edge of despair, much like the haunting and oppressive world of Dark Souls 3.
    A vampire lord, draped in a long, flowing black coat, his alabaster skin nearly glowing in the dim light of a full moon, bares his razor-sharp fangs in a wicked grin. His crimson eyes gleam with hunger, fixated on an unseen prey just beyond the frame. His raven-black hair, slicked back, shimmers with an unnatural shine, while his elegantly gloved hands grip the hilt of a ceremonial dagger, dripping with fresh blood. His aristocratic features are flawless and cold, with a regal sneer playing at his lips as he relishes in the chaos unfolding around him. The air around him seems to vibrate with dark magic, swirling in subtle shadows that cling to his tall, lean form. Behind him, the gothic architecture of a distant castle looms under the silver moonlight, its spires twisted and foreboding. A faint mist curls around his feet, and the scent of roses and blood lingers in the air. His posture is poised, calm, but his eyes betray the feral intensity of the predator beneath the refined veneer. <lora:Vintage comic book:1.5>
    (Clip_L). Under a churning, stormy sky, a monstrous red tornado rips through the open landscape, casting a fiery glow across the scene. The tornado is ablaze, its spiraling core churning with flames that lick outward, casting fierce, blood-red light over everything. The storm crackles with crimson lightning, illuminating the tornado in vivid shades of scarlet and orange, amplifying its chaotic, destructive energy. The base of the tornado is a swirling maelstrom of debris and flying objects, hurtling through the air with wild abandon. Cars and trucks are tossed like toys, fragments of buildings are ripped apart midair, and even livestock — a cow suspended in a helpless spin — are caught in the cyclone’s relentless grip. (Camera captures a poor cow flying mid-air near a truck). The ground around the tornado is scorched and smoking, with patches of fire spreading across the landscape, adding to the scene’s apocalyptic feel. Shadows stretch and flicker as the flames cast eerie light across the devastation, while the dynamic contrasts of fire, lightning, and shadow create a terrifying display of power and destruction. Each detail is rendered in ultra-high definition, with cinematic lighting emphasizing the catastrophic force of this storm, capturing the fierce beauty and sheer chaos of nature’s wrath in an unforgettable, nightmarish landscape.
    etting: Location: An intense arm wrestling match taking place in a dynamic and vibrant setting. This could be in a sports arena, a lively gym, or even a casual yet competitive home setting with spectators. Participants: Competitors: Two women engaged in a fierce arm wrestling match. Each woman should embody a mix of strength, focus, and determination. Woman 1: A muscular athlete with well-defined arms and a confident, competitive expression. She might be wearing a sports tank top and shorts, with her hair pulled back in a practical style. Woman 2: Another strong competitor, possibly with a different build to showcase diversity. She could be dressed in a different sports outfit, such as a fitted workout shirt and leggings, and have her hair styled in a way that complements her look. Action: Arm Wrestling Pose: Capture the moment of intense struggle as the two women push against each other’s hands. The focus should be on their muscular arms straining and their facial expressions showing concentration and effort. Hand Position: Their hands should be locked in a firm grip, with veins and muscles visibly flexing. The table or surface should be sturdy and designed for arm wrestling, possibly with arm supports and a clear center point. Details: Facial Expressions: Both women should have intense, focused expressions. Sweat on their brows and a look of determination can enhance the realism and intensity of the moment. Lighting: Use dramatic lighting to highlight the physical exertion and detail of the competitors. Strong, directional light can create dynamic shadows and emphasize muscle definition. Background and Environment: Background: The background can be a crowd of spectators cheering, adding to the competitive atmosphere. If in a gym, include equipment and other workout gear in the background to set the scene. Props: Include details like an arm wrestling table with grips, a referee or judge if relevant, and perhaps a scoreboard or time clock to add context to the competition. Color and Tone: Color Palette: Use a vibrant color palette to highlight the energy and intensity of the match. Bright colors for the competitors’ outfits and a contrasting background can make the image pop. Tone: The overall tone should convey excitement and determination, with a focus on the physicality of the sport and the personal intensity of the competitors. Photography Techniques: Angle and Framing: Capture the action from a low angle to emphasize the strength and struggle, possibly focusing on close-up shots of the arms and faces. Motion Blur: Consider using slight motion blur to convey the dynamic nature of the match, especially if the competitors are in mid-struggle. Post-Processing: Enhancements: Adjust contrast and sharpness to highlight the details of the muscles and expressions. Enhance the colors to make the image vibrant and energetic. Details: Fine-tune the lighting and shadows to add depth and realism to the scene.
    ne0nfant4sy, A space-faring knight, clad in sleek, silver armor etched with glowing runes, grips an energy blade with one hand and a mystic shield with the other. His dark skin shimmers with sweat under the harsh glare of twin suns, and his sharp, piercing blue eyes reflect both the cosmos and the magic he wields. His braided, jet-black hair is pulled back tight beneath his helm, which glows faintly with embedded circuitry. The blade in his hand hums with both futuristic plasma energy and ancient enchantment, casting an eerie green light on the barren, alien landscape around him. Strange, luminescent flora sprouts from the cracked ground, while a distant, colossal spaceship floats on the horizon, silhouetted against a nebula-filled sky. The runes on his armor pulse with each breath, synchronizing with his heartbeat, as tiny holographic glyphs swirl around his feet. His expression is resolute, ready for battle, as the line between magic and technology blurs in the air around him. Above him, metallic dragons, part machine, part myth, soar through the alien sky, their roars echoing like thunder.<lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.5><lora:NeonFantasyFLUX:0.3>
    a fluffy, medium-sized cat named Allie with a mottled coat featuring dark brown and black tabby stripes aiming a matte black G17Model glock pistol gripped in it's gloved hands, wearing a policeman's uniform with a cap, with a grim expression on it's face
    Full-length portrait of a sinister demon girl striding with a colossal, molten-maned lion bound by a chain of smoldering skulls. The demon girl has obsidian horns, glowing crimson eyes, and tattered robes revealing ashen skin; her pose exudes predatory grace. Style: Fusion of Zdzisław Beksiński’s surreal horror (twisted anatomy, hellscape textures), Brom’s dark fantasy edge (dramatic chiaroscuro, brooding atmosphere), and Gustave Doré’s intricate engravings (dense crosshatching, mythic scale). Medium: Ink and charcoal on cracked volcanic stone parchment with faint gold-leaf accents. Color palette: Infernal crimson, molten gold, and charred obsidian, with glowing embers in the lion’s mane and the girl’s eyes. Composition: Jagged, shadow-cloaked figures against a blazing hellscape background (lava rivers, skeletal ruins). Rules: Sinister flowing lines (no angular punk shapes), textures mimicking cracked earth and ash, intense depth via layered smoke. Focal point on the lion’s snarling maw and the demon girl’s clawed hand gripping the chain. No bright colors except fire/embers; all shadows must feel alive and menacing.
    partially obscured, OBxiaoxiang, inksplash portrait, stunning, direct gaze, light hitting one side of face, gradient colour background, semi-realistic, anime, masterpiece, breathtaking, very aesthetic, cinematic, close up, full body shot, dutch angle, Captain Gerard Orlin is a seasoned man in his late 40s, Gerard’s face is weathered and tanned. His short-cropped black hair is streaked with silver at the temples, and a faint scar runs from his left temple to his cheekbone, a testament to a close encounter with a Fireth warrior. He is a man forged by the relentless wilderness he commands his Kestrels to conquer. Tall and lean, his frame is wiry rather than imposing, yet there’s an unmistakable air of command in the sharp set of his jaw and the piercing, hawk-like gaze of his steel-gray eyes. His armor reflects his rank and his practicality: an ash-gray brigandine reinforced with steel rivets, adorned with a mantle of tanned beast hide, dyed in earthen tones and edged with fire-scorched feathers. ((He carries two well worn longswords in scabbards slung over his back)). Both their grips are polished from years of use.
    R3tun4L style, Skelenecro, flat color two-toned in translucent faded blue and muted DARK natural hues, cinematic lighting, insane details, hyperrealistic extreme close-up macro photography, 64-megapixel DSLR. A vibrant, action-packed anime scene in a sketch-like style with thick, bold lines. The focus is a close-up of a grizzled skeleton necromancer, gripping a massive chainsword—a brutal weapon with jagged, rotating teeth, glowing with pale blue necromantic energy. His skull is engraved with glowing neon symbols blending medieval magic and futuristic sci-fi. His empty eye sockets flicker with dim orange flames, while the cracked bone structure reflects the faded blue hues of the desolate environment. Wearing a high-collar military parka, the chainsword in his bony hands radiates a sinister hum, its metallic sheen dulled by the washed-out light. Small, illuminated circular lights, now glowing faint blue, float around his skull, giving him an ethereal, mysterious aura. The glowing runes on his bones pulse with energy, radiating a dark power. Sparks and dust, tinged with a pale blue glow, fly from the chainsword as it revs violently. Atmospheric haze surrounds the scene, heightening the contrast between the deep blacks of the background and the faded blue lighting. The intense aura swirling around him feels ready to explode with necromantic energy, creating a striking visual of raw emotion and supernatural power in this eerie, sci-fi fantasy setting.
    Create an intricately detailed, hyper-realistic head-and-shoulders portrait of an aging, cracked Victorian-era porcelain and paper-mâché doll. She is small in stature, no bigger than a small child and peers around the edge of a dark wooden doorway, her delicate porcelain fingers barely visible as they grip the frame. A deep, jagged crack splits her forehead, and her glossy black void-like eyes lock onto the viewer with a sinister, knowing grin. A cold, unnatural glow from behind silhouettes her figure, casting an eerie halo around her wild, dust-matted curls. Her once-elegant Victorian gown, adorned with tattered lace and intricate embroidery, clings to her fragile frame, the frayed edges barely catching the dim light. The peeling wallpaper behind her reveals darkened wood panels, their surfaces warped with time. Wisps of dust swirl in the air, illuminated by the unsettling backlight, as faint whispers seem to emanate from the shadowed hallway beyond. The air is thick with haunting elegance, a perfect balance of beauty and creeping dread as she lingers in the doorway, watching… waiting.
    The Kunoichi, legendary female ninja warrior, clad in a sleek, dark, futuristic suit of armor with intricate gold accents, stands poised for action. Her face is concealed by a matching helmet, also adorned with gold details reminiscent of stylized natural forms, possibly insect or floral inspired. She holds a short, dark blade, her gloved hand gripping it firmly. Her expression, though hidden, conveys a sense of focused intensity and quiet power. The background is a soft-focus depiction of a natural environment, likely a forest or garden, suggesting a moment of calm amidst potential conflict. Her dark hair is pulled back tightly, emphasizing the clean lines of her armor and helmet. [Digital Painting, hyperrealistic, cinematic rendering] [Inspired by the aesthetic of video game concept art, with a touch of Eastern armor design influence] [Sharp focus on the warrior andi her blade, with a shallow depth of field blurring the background.  Lighting is diffuse and slightly cool, emphasizing the metallic sheen of the armor.  A subtle cinematic color grading enhances the mood of mystery and anticipation.]
    in the style of ck-mgs,, in the style of cksc,, A young nun with shoulder-length brown hair steps into the dark alley, her habit flowing behind her as she walks with purpose. In one hand, she holds a worn Bible, while the other hand grips the hilt of a gleaming dagger, its blade etched with Latin inscriptions. The dim streetlights reflect off her determined eyes as she advances deeper into the shadows, where whispers of something unholy can be heard.<lora:ck-shadow-circuit-000021.safetensors:1.0:1.0> <lora:ck-MetalGearSolid-000019.safetensors:0.3:0.3> <lora:n0ds_10.safetensors:0.45:0.45>
    A close-up, artistic photograph of a bird perched on a wooden branch, showcasing a unique and whimsical appearance created entirely from potato chip slices. The bird is positioned slightly off-center to the right, facing left with its head turned towards the camera. Its body is covered in overlapping golden yellow to light orange potato chip slices arranged to mimic natural feathers, creating a vibrant and textured appearance. The intricate details of each slice are visible, with some appearing slightly darker or lighter than others, adding depth and dimension to the plumage. The bird's eye is light gray with a dark pupil, surrounded by fine white feathers that add texture to its face. Its beak is a distinctive pale orange color with a smooth, curved shape, transitioning from light brown at the base to a darker shade at the tip, featuring visible ridges and a small black spot near its base. The feet grip the branch firmly, with three visible toes displaying detailed textures and varying shades of grayish-brown skin. The branch itself extends diagonally from the bottom left towards the center-right, with a rough, natural texture that adds realism to the scene. The background features soft, blurred foliage in muted tones of forest green, olive green, light brown, and beige, creating a serene and natural setting that contrasts beautifully with the sharply focused subject. The lighting is soft and diffused, highlighting the vivid colors and textures without casting harsh shadows, emphasizing the bright and lively nature of the scene. This creative composition blends reality with a touch of surrealism, resulting in a captivating and visually striking image that evokes a sense of playful curiosity and artistic imagination.
    A lone Mandalorian bounty hunter looms in the foreground, his beskar armor swallowing the last dying light of a sun long set. The deep, bruised shades of crimson and violet stain the horizon, casting jagged edges around his imposing silhouette. His helmet—featureless, expressionless—reflects nothing, a cold void where a face should be. No warmth lingers in the air. Mist coils around his legs like spectral hands, devouring the ground beneath him, as if the planet itself seeks to reclaim him. His gloved fingers rest lightly on the worn grip of his blaster, the weapon hanging heavy at his side, waiting. The weight of unseen violence presses against the silence, coiled and patient. Behind him, the monolithic shape of a fortress rises from the black abyss, its jagged towers like the broken teeth of some ancient beast. Faint, cold lights flicker from within—distant, hollow, watching. The wind carries no sound but a whisper, a suggestion of movement just beyond sight. The Mandalorian does not shift, does not breathe—he simply exists, a relentless force of fate standing between survival and the abyss.
    ne0nfant4sy. A magnificent airship. Its hull is like a living organism, pulsating with bioluminescent light as it drifts serenely through the twilight sky. Huge veins of rainbow-colored foliage form intricate patterns that form the airship's sails, catching the gentle breeze as it soars through the sky. Delicate tendrils extend from the underbelly of the airship toward the earth, gathering moisture and nutrients to maintain its organic structure. On the open deck of the airship, woven with living vines, Below, the jungle, teeming with strange and wonderful creatures, stretches to the horizon. Giant mushroom umbrellas glow with bioluminescence, illuminating the forest floor, while the towering branches of the trees reach skyward like gripping fingers, creating a bright green canopy. The air is filled with exotic birdsong and the rustle of leaves, creating a symphony of natural beauty. This scene captures the essence of fantasy and environmental harmony, blending organic technology, thriving ecosystems, and the wonder of exploration. The magnificent airship, the ethereal explorer, and the jungle below create a mesmerizing tableau that invites the viewer to journey and discover the secrets of this unique world. (wind speed: 1.15), particles, fantasy, biopunk, airship, 8K, hyperrealistic
    A massive hand with a thick, muscular handle grips an eyeball tightly in its right corner. The ball is intricately designed, and the eyes seem to follow the movements of the person who holds it as they prepare for action. The scene takes place in a dimly lit room,
    A squad of Stormtroopers stands in the foreground, their pristine white armor catching the last rays of a breathtaking orange and pink sunset. The air is thick with mist, swirling at their feet like creeping fog, blurring the lines between reality and illusion. Behind them, the towering silhouette of a colossal black fortress looms through the haze, its spires barely visible but unmistakably menacing. The structure stands as a grim reminder of the Empire’s iron grip on the galaxy. Amidst them, an imposing figure breaks the uniformity—an enigmatic warrior poised in a hand-up fight stance, exuding an aura of raw, unrelenting power. His intricate high-collared metal armor gleams under the cinematic light, an elaborate fusion of relief-carved Haitian patterns and cybernetic enhancements. His mask, a fusion of retro-futuristic Siberian design and organic mushroom-like contours, conceals his identity, adding to his mystique. Floating particles dance through the air, catching the glow of battle-worn crimson and stark white reflections on his armor. The scene feels like a high-budget anime sequence, frozen in time, as if captured in the hyperrealistic detail of a 64-megapixel DSLR macro shot. The stormtroopers grip their blasters, tense but hesitant, as the warrior’s stance signals an impending clash—one of precision, speed, and devastation. The warm hues of the sunset paint a stark contrast against the cold steel of war, a fleeting beauty before the inevitable storm of action.
    A squad of Stormtroopers stands in the foreground, their pristine white armor casting stark, imposing silhouettes against the vibrant hues of a breathtaking orange and pink sunset. The fading light bathes the entire scene in a melancholic, golden glow, with the sky painted in shades of amber, rose, and dusky violet. Their helmets, iconic and expressionless, reflect the sunset’s colors in subtle highlights, making them appear almost surreal—soldiers of an empire standing at the edge of twilight. Their formation is precise, disciplined, exuding the silent menace of enforcers who know only duty. Each trooper grips a blaster rifle, their postures rigid, ever watchful for unseen threats. The soft light glints off their armor, revealing scuff marks and subtle signs of battle wear—evidence of countless missions carried out in the name of order. The lead Stormtrooper, slightly ahead of the others, stands with an air of quiet authority, his visor catching the last rays of the sun. Behind them, mist swirls like creeping fog, shrouding their lower bodies and adding a ghostly presence to the scene. In the distance, the silhouette of a colossal black fortress emerges from the haze, its towering spires faint but unmistakable, standing as a dark and ominous reminder of the Empire’s reach. The air is thick with tension—charged with an unspoken threat—and yet there is an eerie stillness, as if the galaxy itself holds its breath. The warm sunset clashes with the cold, unyielding presence of the Stormtroopers, their rigid forms standing as a bridge between fleeting beauty and the relentless march of control.
    ne0nfant4sy, A grizzled starship captain, his leathery tan skin marked with years of interstellar warfare, grips the control console of his massive battlecruiser. His left eye, replaced by a holographic display, flickers as he analyzes the tactical readouts on the screen before him. His short, salt-and-pepper hair is damp with sweat, and a small scar runs down the side of his face, just past his jawline. The dark, sleek interior of the ship hums with the low vibration of its massive engines, and the flickering glow of control panels illuminates the lines of stress on his weathered face. Through the massive viewport, a star battle rages, laser blasts and explosions reflecting in his one good eye. His uniform, a black and silver jumpsuit, is tattered at the edges, showing signs of recent conflict. His hands are steady as they move across the console, despite the chaos outside, guiding the ship through the heat of battle. The stars themselves seem to ripple with the intensity of the fight, and his expression is one of grim determination, a captain who’s seen it all but refuses to back down.<lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.5><lora:NeonFantasyFLUX:0.3>
    anime artwork Concept art of Sheena, a fierce 1970s punk rocker, performing in a dingy underground club. She has wild jet-black hair, intense, rebellious eyes, and a fearless smirk. She wears a leather jacket, band tee, plaid skirt, and fishnet stockings, exuding raw attitude. She grips a sticker-covered vintage electric guitar, mid-performance, as dim, flickering neon lights cast shadows over the graffiti-covered brick walls and beer-stained floors. under the glow of cheap stage lights and hazy cigarette smoke. The air vibrates with distorted guitar riffs, capturing the raw, untamed energy of CBGB-era punk rebellion. Hyper-detailed, cinematic lighting, photorealistic textures, stylized neon-punk aesthetics, gritty underground music scene. <lora:aidmaMJ6.1_v0.5_3:0.5> <lora:MoriiMee_Gothic_Niji_Style__FLUX_LoRA_Test_2:0.8> . anime style, key visual, vibrant, studio anime, highly detailed
    Create an intricately detailed, hyper-realistic head-and-shoulders portrait of an aging, cracked Victorian-era porcelain and paper-mâché doll. She is small in stature, no bigger than a small child and peers around the edge of a dark wooden doorway, her delicate porcelain fingers barely visible as they grip the frame. A deep, jagged crack splits her forehead, and her glossy black void-like eyes lock onto the viewer with a sinister, knowing grin. A cold, unnatural glow from behind silhouettes her figure, casting an eerie halo around her wild, dust-matted curls. Her once-elegant Victorian gown, adorned with tattered lace and intricate embroidery, clings to her fragile frame, the frayed edges barely catching the dim light. The peeling wallpaper behind her reveals darkened wood panels, their surfaces warped with time. Wisps of dust swirl in the air, illuminated by the unsettling backlight, as faint whispers seem to emanate from the shadowed hallway beyond. The air is thick with haunting elegance, a perfect balance of beauty and creeping dread as she lingers in the doorway, watching… waiting.
    Style: Ultra-detailed macro photography, nature-focused Scene: A stunning, close-up macro shot of a dragonfly, revealing intricate details of its large, iridescent blue eyes and delicate, textured body. The insect is perched on a fragile, lace-like leaf skeleton, with its tiny, spiked legs gripping the fragile structure. The background is softly blurred, in cool, muted tones, allowing the vibrant blues and sharp details of the dragonfly to be the absolute focus of the image. Subject: The dragonfly’s enormous compound eyes dominate the frame, each eye reflecting a mosaic of tiny, intricate patterns. Its body, covered in fine, almost transparent hairs, is a blend of metallic blues and silvers, giving the creature an almost otherworldly appearance. The delicacy of the leaf contrasts beautifully with the precision and complexity of the insect’s anatomy. Mood: Mesmerizing, almost alien in its level of detail—transforming a common creature into a work of art through the lens of extreme close-up photography. Background: A soft, cool-toned blur that creates a perfect contrast, allowing the dragonfly’s vibrant colors and textures to stand out with crystal clarity.
    A gaggle of fluffy, black-and-white penguins, precariously balanced atop one another, frantically attempt to construct a miniature, wobbly snowman. Their tiny flippers, slick with exertion, grip each other and the ice shards of the makeshift platform with strained determination. A flurry of comical, almost frantic, flapping wings and squawks erupt as they struggle to secure a large, perfectly round, icy headstone, atop the tower of waddling, jostling bodies. Each attempt results in a cascade of disgruntled penguin tumbles— a comical, slightly chaotic avalanche of ebony and white feathers, followed by a cloud of hissing, frustrated squawks. The icy chill cuts through the air, causing a fine mist to swirl around their frantic efforts. The fleeting, brilliant white flakes of snow add to the vibrant, contrasting display.
    Create an intricately detailed, hyper-realistic head-and-shoulders portrait of an aging, cracked Victorian-era porcelain and paper-mâché doll. She is small in stature, no bigger than a small child and peers around the edge of a dark wooden doorway, her delicate porcelain fingers barely visible as they grip the frame. A deep, jagged crack splits her forehead, and her glossy black void-like eyes lock onto the viewer with a sinister, knowing grin. A cold, unnatural glow from behind silhouettes her figure, casting an eerie halo around her wild, dust-matted curls. Her once-elegant Victorian gown, adorned with tattered lace and intricate embroidery, clings to her fragile frame, the frayed edges barely catching the dim light. The peeling wallpaper behind her reveals darkened wood panels, their surfaces warped with time. Wisps of dust swirl in the air, illuminated by the unsettling backlight, as faint whispers seem to emanate from the shadowed hallway beyond. The air is thick with haunting elegance, a perfect balance of beauty and creeping dread as she lingers in the doorway, watching… waiting.
    dark fantasy and eerie scene, 1man, over seven feet tall and heavily muscled walking in a dusty grass plain. (His flat broad face is tattooed like shattered glass and his teeth are filed). Olive skin. he is almost bald with a dark thick braid starting at the center of his head and hanging down the left side of his chest, the braid is knotted with fetishes of finger bones, strips of gold-threaded silk, and animal canine teeth. He wear a cloak of hide over an armoured vest that appeared to be made of clam shells. Above his loincloth was a wide belt decorated with shriveled ears. He carry a big two-handed sword with a stone pommel and wooden grip. Two bone-handled daggers, each as long and broad-bladed as a short sword, are sheathed in the high moccasins that reached to just below his knees. Ethereal chains start from his neck. mystical touch, dread atmosphere, sense of suspense and wonder, view from above, (score_9, score_8_up:1.1), score_7_up, (reflective volumetric), raytracing, absurdres, dark, low-key, zavy-rmlght
    ne0nfant4sy, A fallen angel, her once-white wings now charred and tattered, crouches on the edge of a crumbling stone temple. Her once-radiant skin, now a pale, ashen gray, glows faintly in the dim light of a burning sky, and her golden hair falls in disheveled waves around her face. Her silver eyes, now dull with sorrow and rage, stare out over the broken world below, her hands gripping a twisted, blackened sword. Her armor, once gleaming and pristine, is now scorched and shattered, hanging in pieces from her slender frame. The dark clouds above swirl ominously, lit from below by the fires of a world consumed by chaos. Behind her, the remnants of a holy city lie in ruins, its once-grand spires reduced to rubble, bathed in an eerie red glow. Her expression is one of deep anguish, her jaw clenched as if she’s fighting back tears, while a single, blackened feather drifts from her wing, falling slowly to the ground. The air is thick with the scent of smoke and ash, and the faint echo of distant screams lingers in the background.<lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.5><lora:NeonFantasyFLUX:0.3>
    An ultra-realistic photograph of a green lizard standing on a human hand, holding a tiny saxophone in its mouth. The lizards's body is detailed with vibrant green hues, intricate wings, and antennae. The saxophone is gripped delicately by the lizards’s mouth, as it appears to be playing. The hand is textured with visible skin pores and slight wrinkles, carefully supporting the lizard. The background is softly blurred to draw attention to the subject, with natural, soft lighting enhancing the scene. Captured with a macro lens for high detail, shallow depth of field, high-definition quality
    his piercing gaze filled with quiet menace. His high-collared black coat, his long bangs partially covering his sharp features. He wears a high-collared black coat with gold embroidery, its hilt gripped firmly. The fiery backdrop contrasts with his cold, emphasizing his lethal elegance., focused expression, V!cious. A pale
    A highly detailed, mid-close-up fantasy scene of a battle-worn knight standing in a dark, enchanted forest. His weathered armor is adorned with glowing, mystical symbols, faintly pulsing with ancient magic. In one hand, he grips a massive, enchanted sword with a glowing blue edge, while the other hand rests on a battered shield etched with deep scratches. His face, partially obscured by a tattered hood, reveals a determined gaze. Behind him, faint ethereal spirits hover between the twisted, gnarled trees, their pale blue light contrasting with the knight's stern, grounded presence. <lora:flux_detailed_v2_flux_ntc:0.7> <lora:FLUX-daubrez-DB4RZ-v2:0.7> <lora:detailed:0.7>
    Create an intricately detailed, hyper-realistic head-and-shoulders portrait of an aging, cracked Victorian-era porcelain and paper-mâché doll. She is small in stature, no bigger than a small child and peers around the edge of a dark wooden doorway, her delicate porcelain fingers barely visible as they grip the frame. A deep, jagged crack splits her forehead, and her glossy black void-like eyes lock onto the viewer with a sinister, knowing grin. A cold, unnatural glow from behind silhouettes her figure, casting an eerie halo around her wild, dust-matted curls. Her once-elegant Victorian gown, adorned with tattered lace and intricate embroidery, clings to her fragile frame, the frayed edges barely catching the dim light. The peeling wallpaper behind her reveals darkened wood panels, their surfaces warped with time. Wisps of dust swirl in the air, illuminated by the unsettling backlight, as faint whispers seem to emanate from the shadowed hallway beyond. The air is thick with haunting elegance, a perfect balance of beauty and creeping dread as she lingers in the doorway, watching… waiting.
    A battle-hardened female samurai,encased in detailed armor,her red cape adorned with black patterns flowing dramatically,and a striking crown of steel and skulls completing her imposing look. She gripping a large,mechanical scythe,its design both powerful and complex,poised against a dark,smokey,fantasy environment. Her design incorporates the striking brushstrokes and bold composition style of Yoji Shinkawa,reminiscent of a final boss concept illustration. The overall composition is dark and intense.,<lora:Dever_Flux_Enhancer:1>,
    A surreal abstract rendering of a poised white tiger crouching in a ready-to-strike pose amidst exaggerated, twisted vines and surreal vegetation, seamlessly intertwined with a solemn nun standing in profile, gripping a cello. The tiger’s pristine white fur glows faintly in the crimson red light that drenches the scene, its body taut with predatory grace, while the nun’s chrome veil reflects distorted fragments of the chaotic, vine-covered environment. The exaggerated vegetation spirals in impossible directions, forming a surreal framework of vines, oversized glossy leaves, and gnarled trees that merge with a barren plain of black soil transitioning into vivid red earth. Red fluffy smoke floats ethereally across the ground, partially obscuring the nun and enveloping the tiger, adding layers of mystery. The distant horizon reveals a faint, alien city glowing ominously through the haze, its jagged spires blending with the surreal vegetation. The red light creates bold contrasts, emphasizing the reflective surfaces of the chrome veil and the glossy, alien textures of the vines, leaves, and soil. This abstract, dreamlike digital artwork combines human reverence and primal ferocity, immersing the viewer in a world of stark contrasts and surreal beauty. HD, 8K quality, ultra-detailed, masterpiece artwork, flawless anatomy.
    A fierce male orc warrior standing prouldy, gripping a long, ornate battleaxe with both hands, illuminated by a fiery orange aura that highlights intricate golden designs on the axe and hilt; rugged expression, bald with a big beard, clad in crude metallic armor with a red cloak draping over his back, black eyes and small tusks, muscular and smart; Back against a cliff by the ocean on a rainy, windy day, in an atmosphere reminiscent of Western duels background, smoky ethereal air, glowing embers and sparks around; earthy browns, oranges, and blue dominate the scene, contrasting with cooler dark blue and grays of the ocean, creating a mystical, intense atmosphere.
    Book cover, with the title "Murder on the Cobblestones", by "Lindsay Ravenscroft". The cover has the following image: A lone detective, dressed in a classic trench coat, stands under the dim light of a flickering street lamp at the corner of a shadowy, deserted street. The fog swirls around his feet, partially obscuring the damp cobblestone road beneath her. her fedora is tipped low, casting a shadow over her face, adding an air of mystery and intrigue. The light from the street lamp casts a soft, warm glow, barely penetrating the thick fog that clings to the buildings and the streets, muffling the distant sounds of the city. her trench coat is slightly weathered, the collar turned up against the chill of the night air. Behind her, tall, old brick buildings loom with darkened windows, their outlines blurred by the fog. A sense of isolation and quiet tension pervades the scene, as if the city itself holds its breath in anticipation. The detective’s hand rests lightly in her coat pocket, as if ready for anything, while her other hand is partially visible, gripping the edge of her coat. her posture is relaxed but alert, embodying both the calm confidence and the hardened vigilance of someone accustomed to the dangers of the night. The thick fog rolling in from the street gives the scene an eerie, noir-like atmosphere, with shadows from the buildings creating stark contrasts.
    A shadow in the void, her hands hold the sky, No face, no mercy, just a hollow black eye. Stars scatter like ashes, caught in her grip, She’s the end and beginning, the tightening slip. Faceless goddess, dressed to kill, A fur-lined queen in a cosmic still. She births and burns, she turns the tide, With a universe dying inside. Her armor whispers, black as the night, The weight of creation, a terrible might. Fingers poised to crush what she gave, A cradle to dust, a galaxy’s grave. Twinkling stars in the chaos behind, Colorful daggers in the blackest mind. A camera’s gaze, locked, divine— Level with power, destruction entwined. Faceless goddess, dressed to kill, A fur-lined queen in a cosmic still. She births and burns, she turns the tide, With a universe dying inside. Wide and sharp, every detail sings, The dark-turqoise and orange light bends low as the final bell rings. She holds it close, her masterpiece undone, A faceless goddess, eclipsing the sun.
    a female warrior in mid-action, wearing fragmented and partly removed armor that appears to be breaking off. Her blonde hair with pink highlights is tousled as if caught in motion, and her eyes are piercing blue, suggesting a sense of serenity or deep concentration despite the chaos around her. She holds a long weapon, possibly a spear or halberd, with a firm grip. The broken pieces of armor floating around her create a dynamic scene, as if she is either shedding them after a battle or the armor is disintegrating. The flowing red or pink cape in the background contrasts with the pale tones of her attire and skin, emphasizing movement and fluidity in the image. Her expression is peaceful, which juxtaposes the violent action of the armor flying apart, hinting at a deeper narrative—perhaps representing transformation, liberation, or a moment of relief after a hard-fought battle. The image evokes a sense of beauty in destruction, where strength meets vulnerability.
    The sword plunges earthwards burying hilt-deep 'neath churned sod And armor plate shivers dully resonant as gauntlets loose their grip Pommel studded bright brass asterisk lying cold Hilt rag-doll limp where erstwhile warrior kneeled Arcthyril wards' eldritch phosphorescence fade Slow-dimming mote-star nova fading supernova Spell-force dissipated wan by increment Luminous blade etchmark of the heavens winks Out, great buckler falling board-sharp clang Shield rim bites hardpack adamantine mould The last breaths issue moist ephemerae tendrils Wreathe exhalations steam ghost grey ghost vapors Condensing mizzle shrouds noble profile marred By merciful oblivion final refuge granted Errant champion slumber deep peace of death Softer then when hero-king lies dreamt slumbrous in ivory repose Closing circuit chronicles tell unfinished Yet legend persists unbidden epically sung Through bard-song ballads troubadour's lute strings plucks Fame lives immortal, here dead Hamtaro Laid low, once mightiest of champions arrayed All valor concentrated compact vital kernel Heart ripped forth no sacrifice too costly to grant Great cause its full measure ... impressionist painting, loose brushwork, vibrant color, light and shadow play, captures feeling over form, Oil Painting, surreal, concept-art, fantasy, beautiful, painterly, detailed, textural, artistic, aesthetic, intricate details, highly detailed, vivid, volumetric lighting, detailed
    An ultra-realistic photograph of a green lizard standing on a human hand, holding a tiny saxophone in its mouth. The lizards's body is detailed with vibrant green hues, intricate wings, and antennae. The saxophone is gripped delicately by the lizards’s mouth, as it appears to be playing. The hand is textured with visible skin pores and slight wrinkles, carefully supporting the lizard. The background is softly blurred to draw attention to the subject, with natural, soft lighting enhancing the scene. Captured with a macro lens for high detail, shallow depth of field, high-definition quality
    A cel-shaded anime illustration of a mysterious bounty hunter leaning against a sandstone balcony, one hand gripping the edge of her glowing hijab, her other arm resting on the hilt of a concealed blade, as she watches the desert trade routes below. Her sleek black hijab is lined with vibrant pink neon energy, seamlessly merging tradition with futuristic technology, while her black leather jacket, adorned with metallic zippers and reinforced stitching, adds to her formidable presence. The background features a massive sci-fi desert city stretching into the horizon, ancient structures intertwined with cybernetic enhancements, glowing orbs floating above the streets, and distant sand dunes shifting under the light of a colossal moon. The cel-shading aesthetic emphasizes the rich depth of shadows and neon reflections, bringing a cinematic edge to her cyber-desert warrior look. <lora:FluxDFaeTasticDetails:0.3> <lora:Comic_Style_-_FLUX:0.7000000000000001>
    (A powerful anime girl stands in the middle of a war-ravaged battlefield, clad in a light black armor that glows subtly under the dim, stormy sky. Her long hair whips around her face, flowing in the wind with dynamic ink strokes that capture both fluidity and aggression. The armor is detailed with sharp, bold ink lines, while her form radiates intensity. Around her, a fierce, magical aura swirls, with ink-like tendrils forming chaotic patterns that echo her strength and resolve. Her pitch-black eyes burn with cold determination, her expression fierce and emotionless, embodying the calm before a storm. The background is an explosion of swirling ink hues—deep reds, blacks, and purples—that represent the violence and turmoil of the battlefield. The colors blend together seamlessly, wrapping around her like an extension of her own power. Her stance is strong, one hand gripping her weapon while her other arm hangs at her side, a symbol of unyielding confidence. The surrounding aura crackles with energy, a visual manifestation of her inner strength and unrelenting will to fight.), <lora:flux_bra2ha_noirV2_bnr:0.7>, <lora:FluxWeaponSwordShield:0.5>, <lora:flux.1_lora_ink-dynamic:0.6>, <lora:aidmaImageUpraderv0.3:0.4>, aidmaimageupgrader, <lora:Dever_Flux_Enhancer:0.5>, <lora:anime_martz:0.7>, <lora:DarkAnimeArt_V1:0.35>, <lora:Elden_Ring_-_Yoshitaka_Amano:0.6>
    "A semi-realistic shrimp, standing upright with a confident pose, wearing a neatly tilted chef's hat. Its shiny, textured shell reflects the warm light of the kitchen. The shrimp is firmly gripping the handle of a large wok, lifting it slightly to the side as it skillfully flips a colorful medley of fried rice into the air—golden grains, vibrant vegetables, and tiny sparks of oil flying in perfect motion. It stands next to a stove, where huge flames burst upward beneath the wok, creating a dramatic, fiery glow. The kitchen background features stainless steel counters, hanging utensils, and a warm, bustling ambiance, but the focus remains on the shrimp’s intense concentration and flair as a master chef
    First-person view through a sleek, futuristic visor, showcasing a chaotic cyberpunk battlefield bathed in dramatic red, cyan, and dark blue hues. The scene unfolds in a high-tech facility, its walls pulsing with glowing neon circuits and holographic displays, creating an eerie, otherworldly ambiance. The player’s hands, clad in cybernetic gauntlets, grip a high-tech weapon emitting an ominous glow as it powers up for the next attack. A series of events plays out in rapid succession: a massive metallic door slams open, revealing an enemy charging in with lethal precision. As the player fires, the shot pierces through the target in a cinematic explosion of sparks and energy. The environment is dynamic, with thick fog swirling around the ground, glowing particles drifting through the air, and light beams cutting through the haze, creating a sense of tension and motion. In slow motion, another door slams open, triggering a two-shot combo that reverberates through the air, each shot throwing off showers of glowing debris. The next sequence unfolds with an execution maneuver—an energy blast cleanly explode a cybernetic foe, their form shattering into fragments of glowing circuitry. The perspective heightens the tension as the visor HUD flickers with combat updates. The viewer's vision blurs briefly, emphasizing the adrenaline of battle. Inspired by Deus Ex and Doom, the scene is a perfect blend of advanced technology, cinematic drama, and cyberpunk chaos.
    A muscular warrior sits on a stone throne, long grey hair, grey beard, scar on face, detailed face, crown on head, leather armor with red cloak with fur trim. A Female warrior kneels on the ground in front of himHer lean frame leans forward, one hand gripping the hilt of a sword. Her raven-black hair is tied in a loose braid that flows down her back. Her outfit is a blend of dark leather and metal armor that shimmer with an iridescent hue, blending seamlessly into the fantasy environment. The background shows a hall with large gothic windows, sun rays shining through the windows, skeletons of dead warriors are scattered everywhere, which gives the setting a mystical, strategic element. The atmosphere is one of stealth, precision and survival in the midst of an eerie environment.
    The image is a highly detailed, digital artwork featuring a female ninja in an intense, stylized close-up. The subject is a sleek, athletic woman with a pale complexion, her eyes wide in shock as she stares at something off-screen. She wears a tight, black ninja outfit, her face partially covered by a dark mask, leaving only her expressive eyes and brows visible. Her headband, adorned with subtle silver patterns, has its straps blowing in the wind, adding a sense of motion to the scene. Strands of her dark hair escape from under the headband, framing her face. The fabric of her attire clings to her figure, highlighting her agility and strength. In the foreground, she grips a short blade with both hands, but her stance suggests hesitation or disbelief. Behind her, a dim, shadowy background hints at an ancient dojo, with faded, cracked walls and faintly visible kanji characters illuminated by a soft red glow. The overall color palette is dominated by deep blacks, muted grays, and subtle red accents, giving the scene a mysterious and dramatic atmosphere.
    Imagine a hyper-realistic, cinematic scene set on a dramatic battlefield at dusk, where a cat soldier stands at the center of the frame. The cat is dressed in full military gear—camouflage uniform, tactical vest, and a helmet with night vision goggles resting on top. Its fur is slightly matted from the dust and grit of battle, but its determined, fierce expression is locked in as it points forward, as if commanding a charge. The most surreal aspect: the cat is holding a chicken as its weapon. The chicken, wide-eyed but calm, is gripped firmly, its feathers ruffling slightly in the breeze. The cat’s paw is positioned as if holding the chicken like a rifle, and the chicken’s beak is pointed outward like the muzzle of a gun. The lighting is intense and cinematic, with dramatic beams of orange and red light cutting through the dust and smoke of the battlefield, casting long shadows across the scene. The setting sun paints the sky with fiery hues, and the soft glow reflects off the cat’s helmet, enhancing the surreal, yet epic mood. Behind the cat, distant figures and silhouettes of fellow soldiers blur into the background, emphasizing the cat soldier as the main focus of this heroic and absurd moment. The overall scene feels both serious and absurdly humorous, blending elements of war drama with the bizarre imagery of a cat soldier and its unusual weapon of choice, adding a whimsical twist to an otherwise intense setting.
    A surreal and hyper-realistic scene capturing the dramatic moment an eagle's talons grip a fish near the water's surface, with water droplets and splashes creating a dynamic and visually stunning effect. (Perched on the eagle’s back is a small cat, riding majestically as the powerful eagle:1.4), wings spread wide and feathers detailed in sharp clarity, contrasts against the glistening water. The cat's fur ripples in the wind, its eyes focused ahead as it rides with confidence. The scene is illuminated with soft, dreamlike lighting, enhancing the dramatic action and adding a whimsical touch to this captivating, award-winning photograph.
    HLGRPHC, pst008, aidmaIllustriousStyle, In a dark, crisp black frame, an animated cartoon character stands out against the simplicity of the background. With flowing white locks and a vibrant blue costume, this hero-like figure exudes confidence. One hand grips a shimmering blue ball, while the other holds a gleaming sword at the ready. The overall composition is balanced, with the character's bold colors drawing the viewer's attention.
    A muscular warrior sits on a stone throne, long grey hair, grey beard, scar on face, detailed face, crown on head, leather armor with red cloak with fur trim. A Female warrior kneels on the ground in front of himHer lean frame leans forward, one hand gripping the hilt of a sword. Her raven-black hair is tied in a loose braid that flows down her back. Her outfit is a blend of dark leather and metal armor that shimmer with an iridescent hue, blending seamlessly into the fantasy environment. The background shows a hall with large gothic windows, sun rays shining through the windows, skeletons of dead warriors are scattered everywhere, which gives the setting a mystical, strategic element. The atmosphere is one of stealth, precision and survival in the midst of an eerie environment.
    Comic book style A monstrous, faceless entity crawls menacingly along the far left side of a cavernous hangar, its colossal, muscular form filling the space even from this off-center position. The vast hangar stretches out beside it, with industrial metal walls streaked in dark, oily stains and piles of scattered debris from broken machinery, all cast in dim blue ambient light. Red alarm lights flicker sporadically from damaged panels, casting sharp, sinister glows that accentuate the creature’s twisted, spiked tentacles as they grip and scrape across the metal floor. Instead of a head, there is a jagged cavity on its upper body, ringed with rows of brutal, serrated spines and pulsing tissue. The entity’s bulk dominates the left side of the scene, with its unsettling mass and relentless, crawling advance giving an impression of immense, lurking power against the backdrop of the hangar’s empty expanse, making it feel as though it's inching closer from the shadows
    A lone White Scar Marine stands as a sentinel in a war-torn landscape. His white power armor, marked with his Chapter’s insignia and battle scars, gleams under the overcast sky. He grips a massive heavy bolter, its intricate mechanics and worn grip ready to unleash explosive rounds. The Marine stands with unwavering strength, his boots firmly planted on the cracked ground. His visor scans the horizon for threats. The desolate background is filled with remnants of past battles—scorched earth, shattered weapons, and ruined fortifications. Dark clouds loom overhead, thick with the anticipation of more conflict. Despite the bleak surroundings, the White Scar Marine stands as a beacon of strength and defiance, ready to face the galaxy’s horrors with fire and steel.
    A dark owl with glowing, white-blue eyes perched against a black background. The owl's feathers are entirely deep black with a matte texture, reflecting no light. A small crescent moon symbol is visible on its forehead, glowing faintly with the same white-blue hue as its eyes. The owl is in a still, upright position, its sharp talons gripping an unseen perch in the darkness. The overall style is minimalistic with a focus on the contrast between the dark feathers and the glowing elements. The atmosphere is mysterious, mystical, and eerie, with no visible details of the surrounding environment. <lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.53> MythP0rt, <lora:dark_fantasy_flux:0.83> <lora:FredFraiStyle-FLUX-Share:0.63> <lora:sxz-Dark-Fantasy-v2-Flux:0.33> drkfnts style, <lora:flux.1_lora_flyway_Epic-Characters_v1:0.43>
    A hyperrealistic depiction of a battle-hardened female cyborg with futuristic white colored rifle,dynamic pose, in a digital grid world, her red and gold mech armor gleaming as light reflects off the turquoise cubes. Her light blue eyes pierce through the virtual environment, surrounded by flickers of digital data and sparks of electricity from her battle-worn suit.Armor modifications include holographic cape, integrated with digital projection features. action pose, Jumping across a digital gap, firing the rifle mid-air. The futuristic rifle has glowing energy core in the center of the rifle, pulsing with vibrant neon blue light. Multi-layered barrel with visible heat dissipators along the length, designed to handle plasma's extreme heat.Semi-transparent panels revealing internal mechanical parts, glowing faintly.Dynamic grip panels that adjust based on the user's hand position, with reactive textures that glow upon contact.Integrated plasma bayonet, glowing faintly along the edges, ready for close-quarters combat.
    A woman embraces a loved one at an airport arrival gate, her face radiant with joy and relief. Her eyes are closed, savoring the moment, while her hands grip tightly around the person she has missed. The fluorescent lights above cast a bright, welcoming glow, and the sounds of travelers echo in the background, extreme close-up, joyous, bright light.
    A faint, droning ache reverberates through the mind, each throb growing louder and more insistent. This relentless pulse drives the psyche toward madness, ensnaring it in a prison woven from loneliness and existential dread. The mind, shackled in a web of despair, desperately clings to a fading vestige of pure feeling as the pain sharpens into jagged spikes. The grip of the prison tightens, pushing away all else, leaving the soul barren. What once mattered now echoes as haunting, shrieking specters of lost love, until the soul is obliterated by the bleak realization that it never truly mattered.

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