Prompt: My temple is a forest, and its vault is the sky,He is always with me, and wherever I am,I can wander into my mysterious temple,And in the thicket of the forest to worship the gods.He will heal my soul for free,No need to pay at the entrance for candles,It doesn't matter if it's late or early outside,The doors of the temple are always open to me.There is no silver, precious body kits,Cheap show-offs, expensive Mercedes,But every leaf and every branch,They keep the memory of the wisdom of their ancestors.There is no hypocrisy and lies mixed up here,No one will look at my back with a sneer.My heart is at ease here, and wherever I am,My temple is a forest, and its vault is the sky.
Prompt: My temple is a forest, and its vault is the sky,He is always with me, and wherever I am,I can wander into my mysterious temple,And in the thicket of the forest to worship the gods.He will heal my soul for free,No need to pay at the entrance for candles,It doesn't matter if it's late or early outside,The doors of the temple are always open to me.There is no silver, precious body kits,Cheap show-offs, expensive Mercedes,But every leaf and every branch,They keep the memory of the wisdom of their ancestors.There is no hypocrisy and lies mixed up here,No one will look at my back with a sneer.My heart is at ease here, and wherever I am,My temple is a forest, and its vault is the sky.
Prompt: My temple is made of trees - it is a forest, and its vault is the sky,He is always with me, and wherever I am,I can wander into my mysterious temple,And in the thicket of the forest to worship the gods.He will heal my soul for free,No need to pay at the entrance for candles,It doesn't matter if it's late or early outside,But every leaf and every branch,They keep the memory of the wisdom of their ancestorsMy heart is at ease here, and wherever I am,My temple is a forest, and its vault is the sky.hd. professional photo,chiaroscuro
Prompt: My temple is made of trees - it is a forest, and its vault is the sky,He is always with me, and wherever I am,I can wander into my mysterious temple,And in the thicket of the forest to worship the gods.He will heal my soul for free,and every leaf and every branch,They keep the memory of the wisdom of their ancestorsMy heart is at ease here, and wherever I am,My temple is a forest, and its vault is the sky.hd. professional photo, chiaroscuro. the absolute beauty of the photo
Prompt: My temple is made of trees - it is a forest, and its vault is the sky,He is always with me, and wherever I am,I can wander into my mysterious temple,And in the thicket of the forest to worship the gods.He will heal my soul for free,and every leaf and every branch,They keep the memory of the wisdom of their ancestorsMy heart is at ease here, and wherever I am,My temple is a forest, and its vault is the sky.hd. professional photo, chiaroscuro. the absolute beauty of the photo
Prompt: Alan's determination surged as he delved deeper into the forest, guided only by the dim light filtering through the thick canopy above. Each step was taken with caution, the whispering winds carrying tales of mischievous sprites that lurked within these woods. His senses heightened as he approached the concealed entrance, his eyes scanning the area for any signs of movement or deception. The symbols etched around the entrance seemed to pulse with an eerie glow, hinting at the magical defenses the sprites had set up. Taking a deep breath to steady his nerves, Alan prepared himself. With the vial of luminous powder tightly gripped in his hand and the ancient incantation at the forefront of his mind, he took a tentative step closer to the entrance. The weight of the task ahead pressed upon him, but with the elder elf's guidance and his own bravery, Alan was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
Prompt: In a mysterious place of shadow, you wake up to find yourself in a dark jungle. The trees are towering and thick vines weave around you in a seemingly endless maze. There seems to be a kind of magic in the gloomy atmosphere, making your heart beat uneasily.
Prompt: Nature would be the best way to connect with God, there he could witness divine magic happening in real time. Little Boy escaped the distractions of the city and went to live in a village in the forest.
Prompt: The desolate cabin stood as a forgotten relic in the heart of the ancient forest, its timeworn façade a testament to the mysteries it held within. Braving the eerie silence, I stepped into the dimly lit room, where a lone candle flickered, casting unsettling shadows that seemed to dance in anticipation. My gaze was drawn to a mirror tucked away in the corner, a neglected relic concealed by layers of dust. As I wiped it clean, the glass revealed a reflection that defied the laws of nature. My features contorted into a grotesque, malevolent grin that seemed to ripple with an otherworldly energy. Panic set in as I attempted to break free from the mirror's sinister grasp, but the reflection held me captive, mocking me in the dim candlelight. The room itself seemed to respond to the unholy presence. The air grew thick with an unnatural tension, and the temperature plummeted as though the very essence of the cabin recoiled from the malevolence that had been unleashed. Shadows twisted and warped, and the walls seemed to pulsate with an unseen heartbeat. Just as I considered fleeing, the candle extinguished with a spectral gust of wind. The cabin plunged into an abyssal darkness, leaving me vulnerable to the sinister forces at play. In the oppressive blackness, the distorted laughter echoed, each chilling note resonating with a cacophony of malevolent voices. Fumbling for my phone, I sought the comfort of light, but it remained stubbornly inert. The air constricted around me as an icy breath whispered through the void, \"You shouldn't have disturbed me.\" With a disorienting jolt, the cabin's reality shifted. Walls twisted and contorted, and I stumbled forward into a nightmarish abyss. The malicious laughter intensified, a symphony of malevolence that clawed at my sanity. The unseen force played with my senses, weaving tales of ancient curses and forgotten sins. In the suffocating darkness, I realized I was ensnared in a realm between worlds, trapped in a malevolent dimension that fed on the fear it instilled. The mirror, now a pulsating gateway, radiated an ominous energy. The malevolent grin in the reflection began to morph into something more grotesque. Its features twisted and elongated, revealing a monstrous visage that seemed to materialize from the very fabric of the shadows. As the mirror's surface shattered, a guttural wail echoed through the void, and the grotesque entity emerged into the cabin. It was a nightmarish amalgamation of shifting shadows and contorted limbs, its form ever-changing and impossible to comprehend. Eyes gleamed with an unholy light, and serrated tendrils extended towards me, reaching from the depths of its formless existence. I felt a paralyzing fear as the eldritch entity closed in, its presence overwhelming and suffocating. The darkness itself seemed to cling to its monstrous form, and the very air pulsed with malevolence. In the final moments, the grotesque entity enveloped me, and I became one with the shadows, lost to the eldritch horrors that lurked within the accursed cabin. The once-silent forest absorbed the echoes of my demise, concealing its malevolent secrets until the next unsuspecting soul would awaken its dormant terrors.
Prompt: My temple is made of sand - it is a desert, and its vault is the sky,He is always with me, and wherever I am,I can wander into my mysterious temple,And worship the gods.He is my soul for free They keep the memory of the wisdom of their ancestors.hd. professional photos, chiaroscuro. absolute beauty photo style
Prompt: Create a visual representation of the temple as a silent guardian, with an air of mysticism, standing steadfast and guarding the ancient secrets hidden within its sacred walls
Prompt: The temple was suddenly filled with the sound of rhythmic drumming and the flickering light of torches, as a group of mysterious believers in ancient attire appeared, swaying and twirling in a mesmerizing dance around the altar, as if summoning a powerful entity.
Prompt: concept album cover, photo Realistic, masutepiece, Realistic, High contrast, hyper Detailed, Best Quality, 超A high resolution, photo Realistic, High resolution, Detailed, Raw photo, Kyoko Kirigiri, Long hair, Purple hair, Side braid, Blunt bangs, Hair Ribbon, a black ribbon, High collar, Brown tie, Black Motorcycle Jacket, Long sleeves, Black Gloves, Black mini skirt, Pleated skirt,(( Black long boots)), (((Full Shot))), Danganronpa \\(Series\\), Street, Full Shot, Looking at Viewer, White shirt, Woman, (((From below))), Busy city, foreshortening, (Pose Seductive), Looking at Viewer, mad, (eyecontact), japanaese girl,
Style: Craft Clay
Prompt: Create a minimalistic and soft-colored 3D rendering of an astronaut floating serenely in space, inspired by Blender's subtle aesthetics. The astronaut's suit should be rendered in pastel hues, with smooth contours and a matte texture for a modern and stylized appearance. Surrounding the astronaut, depict a series of Bitcoins in an assortment of soft, muted metallic tones, like gold, silver, and pale bronze, gently illuminated by a diffuse light source to enhance the tender color palette. They should be placed in a zero-gravity dance around the astronaut, but keep the design simple and the forms abstract. The background should be a white. The overall lighting should be subtle and diffuse, with no harsh shadows or bright highlights, to evoke a sense of tranquility and minimalism
Style: 3D Model
Prompt: In the quiet twilight of an ancient forest, ethereal whispers dance through the rustling leaves. A lone wanderer, cloaked in shadows, treads upon a moss-covered path, guided by the mystical glow of fireflies. As the moonlight weaves a silver tapestry overhead, a forgotten melody resonates from unseen realms, awakening the spirits of the ancient trees. The air is thick with enchantment, and the boundaries between reality and fantasy blur. In this surreal realm, time becomes an elusive concept, and the wanderer embarks on a journey that transcends the boundaries of ordinary existence, discovering the magic hidden within the heart of the mystical woods.
Prompt: In the quiet twilight of an ancient forest, ethereal whispers dance through the rustling leaves. A lone wanderer, cloaked in shadows, treads upon a moss-covered path, guided by the mystical glow of fireflies. As the moonlight weaves a silver tapestry overhead, a forgotten melody resonates from unseen realms, awakening the spirits of the ancient trees. The air is thick with enchantment, and the boundaries between reality and fantasy blur. In this surreal realm, time becomes an elusive concept, and the wanderer embarks on a journey that transcends the boundaries of ordinary existence, discovering the magic hidden within the heart of the mystical woods.
Prompt: As Aria enters the Forest of Oblivion, she immediately senses an eerie atmosphere, as if time itself has halted. Wandering among the towering trees, each step is accompanied by the rustling of dry leaves underfoot. The deeper she ventures into the forest, the more she finds her memories fading away. She begins to forget her family, her friends, and even her own name. The scene captures Aria in a state of bewilderment and awe, surrounded by the ancient, mist-enshrouded trees of the forest. Her expression is one of mixed wonder and confusion, as the magic of the forest slowly erases her memories, leaving her lost in a world both beautiful and mysterious.
Prompt: As Aria enters the Forest of Oblivion, she immediately senses an eerie atmosphere, as if time itself has halted. Wandering among the towering trees, each step is accompanied by the rustling of dry leaves underfoot. The deeper she ventures into the forest, the more she finds her memories fading away. She begins to forget her family, her friends, and even her own name. The scene captures Aria in a state of bewilderment and awe, surrounded by the ancient, mist-enshrouded trees of the forest. Her expression is one of mixed wonder and confusion, as the magic of the forest slowly erases her memories, leaving her lost in a world both beautiful and mysterious. seed:4230352618
Prompt: I had a vision of the garden flooding through my withered veins. The veil of separation evaporated we became. One within the fall, and blooming into spring. Tendrils fused into my spine as I felt sequoias breathe. I knew the ache of ancients and the innocence of ferns. We shed our isolation, and to soil we returned. width:1536 height:640 aspect:21:9 seed:85422765
Prompt: I had a vision of the garden flooding through my withered veins. The veil of separation evaporated we became. One within the fall, and blooming into spring. Tendrils fused into my spine as I felt sequoias breathe. I knew the ache of ancients and the innocence of ferns. We shed our isolation, and to soil we returned.
Prompt: Home is behind, the world ahead And there are many paths to tread Thru shadow, to the edge of night Until the stars are all alight Mist and shadow, cloud and shade All shall fade, all shall fade
Prompt: The midnight young woman trotted merrily through the glade, aglow with an ethereal emerald radiance as myriad microscopic lights within conspired to imbue the forest with a dimly luminous enchantment on that moonless eve.
Prompt: Ant IP image, male, muscular body, streamlined head, sharp eyes, red equipment with a little gold, (steampunk style equipment: 1.2), a small amount of mecha protective gear, white background, simple background, C4D, OC renderer , (full body: 1.5), silhouette light effect, studio lighting, high quality, high resolution, 8K
Style: Neon Punk
Prompt: Crossing the forest, you come across a small, isolated and very modest temple. The 4 columns supporting the tiled roof are entwined in lush ivy on which small pink flowers have appeared. In the darkness of the roof a stone cross stands, its sinister appearance contrasts surprisingly with its heavenly setting. The raw and rough stone evokes that used to make tombs.
Prompt: In the forest at night, the vast sky is adorned with a bright moon. It hangs high in the darkness, like a silver plate suspended, emitting a soft glow. The moon, like an eye, flickers with a mysterious power, illuminating the dense forest, enveloping everything in the romance and tranquility of the night.
Prompt: In the forest at night, the vast sky is adorned with a bright moon. It hangs high in the darkness, like a silver plate suspended, emitting a soft glow. The moon, like an eye, flickers with a mysterious power, illuminating the dense forest, enveloping everything in the romance and tranquility of the night.
Prompt: An ancient and mysterious elder he pointed his finger at the center of the temple, the center of the temple had a mysterious passageway connecting to another dimension
Negative: (3D:1.2), (mustache:1.1), (facepaint:1.1), (tattoo:1.1), (face tattoo:1.1), (realistic:1.1), (volumetric:1.1), (deep neckline), (hat), (kid), (bad hands), signature, artist name, watermark, texture, bad anatomy, bad draw face, low quality body, worst quality body, badly drawn body, badly drawn anatomy, low quality face, bad art, low quality anatomy, bad proportions, gross proportions, crossed eyes, ugly, bizarre, poorly drawn, poorly drawn face, poorly drawn hands, poorly drawn limbs, poorly drawn fingers, out of frame, body out of frame, deformed, disfigured, mutation, mutated hands, mutated limbs. mutated face, malformed, malformed limbs, extra fingers.
Prompt: format:Image to depict ethereal lights or mystical entities symbolizing the spirits of the forest, guiding the explorer through the enchanted woods.
Prompt: My temple is made of sand in the Gaudi style - it is a desert, and its vault is the sky,He is always with me, and wherever I am,I can wander into my mysterious temple,And worship the gods.He is my soul for free They keep the memory of the wisdom of their ancestors.hd. professional photos, chiaroscuro. absolute beauty photo style
Prompt: My temple is made of sand in the Gaudi style - it is a desert, and its vault is the sky,He is always with me, and wherever I am,I can wander into my mysterious temple,And worship the gods.He is my soul for free They keep the memory of the wisdom of their ancestors.hd. professional photos, chiaroscuro. absolute beauty photo style
Prompt: My temple is made of sand in the Gaudi style - it is a desert, and its vault is the sky,He is always with me, and wherever I am,I can wander into my mysterious temple,And worship the gods.He is my soul for free They keep the memory of the wisdom of their ancestors.hd. professional photos, chiaroscuro. absolute beauty photo style
Prompt: My temple is made of sand in the Gaudi style - it is a desert, and its vault is the sky,He is always with me, and wherever I am,I can wander into my mysterious temple,And worship the gods.He is my soul for free They keep the memory of the wisdom of their ancestors.hd. professional photos, chiaroscuro. absolute beauty photo style
Prompt: My temple is made of sand in the Gaudi style - it is a desert, and its vault is the sky,He is always with me, and wherever I am,I can wander into my mysterious temple,And worship the gods.He is my soul for free They keep the memory of the wisdom of their ancestors.hd. professional photos, chiaroscuro. absolute beauty photo style
Prompt: My temple is made of sand in the Gaudi style - it is a desert, and its vault is the sky,He is always with me, and wherever I am,I can wander into my mysterious temple,And worship the gods.He is my soul for free They keep the memory of the wisdom of their ancestors.hd. professional photos, chiaroscuro. absolute beauty photo style
Prompt: You decide to take the path on the right and explore the mysterious area by the lake. The path leads to a dense thicket of trees, gradually becoming heavily shaded. When you pass through the bushes, you find a bright opening ahead, as if leading to another world. After crossing through the opening, you arrived at a dark cave. In the depths of the cave, there is a huge blue crystal emitting a faint light. Suddenly, a mysterious voice echoed in the cave. Mysterious voice: \"Adventurer, you have come to the depths of Crystal Lake. Solve the mystery here, and the frozen lake water will open the door to your next trial.\" You noticed some strange runes scattered on the ground, seemingly clues to a puzzle.
Prompt: As I stumbled upon the forsaken ritual site deep in the heart of the ancient forest, a grotesque figure emerged, its mask a grotesque fusion of human and beast, an abomination that whispered the secrets of the cursed woods and the nightmarish terrors they concealed
Prompt: With the spell and powder in hand, Alan sets forth to the eastern woods, bolstered by the elf's encouraging smile and warning about the sprites' cunning nature. Leaving the wizard's cabin, he navigates deeper into the forest, where the ambiance grows increasingly ominous, punctuated by eerie noises. Soon, he discovers a concealed entrance marked by peculiar symbols and stones, likely the sprites' hideout. Approaching cautiously, he tightly grips the shimmering powder, ready to chant the spell at a moment's notice.
Prompt: The story begins with a dense and mystical forest, known as the Enchanted Forest. Tall trees, vibrant flowers, and magical creatures create an otherworldly atmosphere. Our protagonist, Aelia, sets foot on the path leading to this mysterious place.
Prompt: In the temple, the runes on the walls gave off an evil aura, and the eyes of the priests and worshippers glittered with an evil light.
Negative: double body, double face, double features, incorrect posture, ((two heads)), two faces, pregnant, Deformed belly, deformed, blurry, bad anatomy, bad eyes, crossed eyes, disfigured, poorly drawn face, mutation, mutated, {((extra limb)), ugly, ((poorly drawn hands)), missing limb, blurry, floating limbs, disconnected limbs, malformed hands, blur, out of focus, long neck, long body (((mutated hands and fingers))), (((out of frame))), long fingers, blender, cropped, low-res, close-up, poorly-drawn face, out of frame double, two heads, blurred, ugly, disfigured, too many fingers, deformed, repetitive, grainy, extra limbs, bad anatomy, High pass filter, airbrush, portrait, zoomed, soft light, closeup, deformed, ((extra limbs)), ((extra fingers)), (((mutated hands))), bad anatomy, bad proportions , blind, bad eyes, ugly eyes, dead eyes, blur, vignette, out of shot, out of focus, gaussian, mutated legs, farmer material, no head, headphones, farmer shorts, no full body, no boots.Repeated hands,
Prompt: The demon was becoming clearer in front of her eyes. She understood that her fate was irreversible. In that dark temple, the young woman became a sacrifice for that evil ritual. Her life was extinguished in the darkness in a horrific and chilling scene
Negative: double body, double face, double features, incorrect posture, ((two heads)), two faces, pregnant, Deformed belly, deformed, blurry, bad anatomy, bad eyes, crossed eyes, disfigured, poorly drawn face, mutation, mutated, {((extra limb)), ugly, ((poorly drawn hands)), missing limb, blurry, floating limbs, disconnected limbs, malformed hands, blur, out of focus, long neck, long body (((mutated hands and fingers))), (((out of frame))), long fingers, blender, cropped, low-res, close-up, poorly-drawn face, out of frame double, two heads, blurred, ugly, disfigured, too many fingers, deformed, repetitive, grainy, extra limbs, bad anatomy, High pass filter, airbrush, portrait, zoomed, soft light, closeup, deformed, ((extra limbs)), ((extra fingers)), (((mutated hands))), bad anatomy, bad proportions , blind, bad eyes, ugly eyes, dead eyes, blur, vignette, out of shot, out of focus, gaussian, mutated legs, farmer material, no head, headphones, farmer shorts, no full body, no boots.Repeated hands,
Prompt: Boy, boy with hoodie, half robot, profile picture, Ava, scary face, cyber puk style, Anima style, scary face, red eyes, red mouth
Prompt: You decide to venture down the path to the right, and as your footsteps carry you deeper into the thickets, mist envelops the surroundings. Suddenly, you feel a slight tremor beneath your feet, and a deep roar echoes through the trees. Abruptly, a dragon-like creature emerges from the shadows, emitting a peculiar glow. The forest guardian dragon, named Serethia, looks at you and speaks in the language of humans: \"Brave one, you have entered my domain. I am Serethia, the guardian of this forest. Tell me, what is your purpose for coming here?\"
Prompt: Obscured phantasms permeate portentous passages frequented by fellowship of fanciful form, lambent lanterns ushering uncanny congregations where mystical conjurers commune with remnants of those resting in requiem. Elysian emissaries escort ethereal vestiges to verdant vales where vibrations vibrate vivifyingly.
Negative: nudity
Prompt: In the forest, there is a low temple with flying birds in the air, in the style of Hayao Miyazaki
Prompt: Obscured phantasms permeate portentous passages frequented by fellowship of fanciful form, lambent lanterns ushering uncanny congregations where mystical conjurers commune with remnants of those resting in requiem. Elysian emissaries escort ethereal vestiges to verdant vales where vibrations vibrate vivifyingly. Ethereal illuminations emanating from ephemeral entities embarking on obscure otherworldly operatives, adventuring through arcane astral territories to allay anguished apparitions from ancient ages past. Messengers from antiquity interface with illustrious illuminati whose insignias invoke intercessions, imparting ephemeral essences of eras elapsed with efficacious endeavors. (Sycra Yasin, Borja Montón, Shilin Huang, Steph Cwalinski, Marc Brunet)
Negative: nudity
Prompt: A post-apocalyptic scene of Agra with the Taj Mahal crumbling amidst overgrown vegetation, dusty skies, and remnants of civilization, ultra-realistic, somber color palette, wide-angle view
Style: Line Art
Prompt: A Zen master who lived in a thatched hut in the mountains went for a walk in the forest one night.
Prompt: As the morning sun slowly rose above the horizon, its gentle rays pierced through the thick canopy of the ancient Enchanted Forest. The forest, with its towering trees that seemed to reach up to touch the sky, was a tapestry of vibrant greens, painted with a myriad of colors from the countless flowers and plants that called this magical place their home. The forest floor was blanketed with a thick layer of emerald moss, soft and inviting. It seemed to beckon visitors to take off their shoes and feel the coolness against their bare feet. The air was heavy with the fragrance of wildflowers, a sweet and intoxicating scent that hung in the air like a delicate perfume. As you stepped deeper into the forest, the trees grew thicker, their trunks gnarled and twisted, as if they held the secrets of centuries within their ancient bark. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the forest floor, creating a kaleidoscope of light and dark. Birds of every hue fluttered from branch to branch, their songs filling the air with a symphony of chirps and melodies. Butterflies danced among the flowers, their delicate wings carrying them from blossom to blossom, creating a living tapestry of color. In a small clearing, a crystal-clear stream meandered its way through the forest, its glistening surface reflecting the surrounding beauty like a mirror. The sound of running water filled the air, a soothing melody that whispered secrets of the forest. As you followed the stream, you came across a hidden waterfall. Water cascaded down from a great height, creating a shimmering curtain that sparkled as the sunlight danced upon it. The mist that rose from the waterfall created a cool and refreshing breeze, washing over your face and revitalizing your senses. epiCPhoto
