Prompt: The dawn rises from the midnight lands! Doesn't the sun set his throne there? Aren't the icemen putting out the fire of the sea? Behold, the cold flame has covered us! Behold, day has entered the night on earth! O you who are quick to see
Prompt: Prophecies foretell the end of the Nine Worlds in the Twilight of the Gods, a cataclysmic event where the universe is consumed by fire, only to be reborn anew by the last surviving humans, Lífþrasir and Líf.
Prompt: O blessed day, chosen day For the happiness of midnight countries! Purely illuminated by you East and the icy Ocean
Prompt: The prophecy mentions that the nine worlds will be destroyed and reborn during Ragnarok, there will be a fierce war between the gods and their enemies, the world will fall into a sea of fire, and after the flames die out,
Prompt: FULL HD, 4K, aerial view, zoomed out, bright colorful natural watercolor, one path/trail splitting into two paths/trails, one path is wide, the other path is narrow, moon in the background
Negative: boring undetailed blurry unfocused
Style: Watercolor
Prompt: The prophecy mentions that the nine worlds will be destroyed and reborn during Ragnarok, there will be a fierce war between the gods and their enemies, the world will fall into a sea of fire, and after the flames die out, the land will be reborn rich and green again, and the two surviving human beings, Lif þrasir and Lif, will rebuild the world.
Prompt: The prophecy mentions that the nine worlds will be destroyed and reborn during Ragnarok, there will be a fierce war between the gods and their enemies, the world will fall into a sea of fire, and after the flames die out, the land will be reborn rich and green again, and the two surviving human beings, Lif þrasir and Lif, will rebuild the world.
Prompt: “Imagine a sprawling kingdom set ablaze by eternal flames, a world where fire reigns supreme and forms the foundation of existence. This realm, known as the ‘Infernal Dominion,’ stands as a testament to the raw power and mystique of fire.The Infernal Dominion is a kingdom forged amidst a landscape of volcanic peaks, fiery rivers, and charred forests, each element perpetually burning with an ethereal intensity. The sky above this domain is veiled in a perpetual orange-red hue, painted by swirling ash and ember clouds.The kingdom’s citadel, ‘Ember Citadel,’ rises like a colossal furnace at the heart of this fiery realm. Constructed from molten stone and obsidian, its towering spires pierce the smoky sky, radiating an aura of immense heat and power.Within the Infernal Dominion reside diverse inhabitants adapted to the scorching environment. Fire elementals, creatures born of flame, roam the ashen plains, while fire-resistant races have built their settlements in the shelter of lava-forged caverns.The kingdom is ruled by a monarch known as the ‘Flame Sovereign,’ a being wielding the ultimate mastery over fire. They harness the inferno’s might to govern and protect, yet their motives remain veiled in a shroud of mystery.Adventurers and warriors seeking to traverse this kingdom must navigate treacherous paths, overcome fiery challenges, and harness the power of fire to unveil the secrets buried within the flames.The Infernal Dominion awaits brave souls willing to explore its scorching landscapes, uncover ancient lore, and perhaps discover the hidden truths behind the eternal blaze that fuels this fiery kingdom.”
Prompt: “Confront the supreme ruler of the Infernal Dominion, the formidable ‘Flame Lord,’ as the ultimate boss in an epic battle within the blazing heart of the realm.The Flame Lord, an unparalleled master of fire, reigns over the kingdom with immense power. Their imposing form stands amidst the flames, draped in armor forged from the inferno’s very essence.Their fiery gaze emits an intense red glow, a testament to the elemental might they wield unchallenged. Every movement unleashes devastating infernos, their flames becoming an unwavering weapon against any who dare challenge their supremacy.The battle against the Flame Lord unfolds in an arena of fire, with the environment itself rebelling against the intruding presence of adventurers. Dancing flames and torrents of lava create an unstable and perilous terrain, testing the skills and endurance of the combatants.To defeat the Flame Lord, adventurers must harness the very element that fuels their power, employing clever strategies and abilities that defy fire itself. Only those who display courage, determination, and cunning can hope to overcome this fiery challenge and claim dominion over the Kingdom of Fire.”
Prompt: imagine the realm of the frost giants in viking mythology, beautiful colors, the best representation ever of this realm, i want the expectator to be able to smell the cold winds of the north through this art!
Prompt: A regal palace on sheer chalkstone cliffs by an indigo sea, with an arcane cavern under a snowy veil, basking in the light of a full moon on a winter's night, inspired by HOMM
Prompt: In the dark and mysterious nightThe Night Poet flies triumphant and powerfulHis glowing soul, charged with flameFlaming art, spectacle of fantasyHis verses glow, his words burnStrong flames, desires that eternally igniteHe evokes spells and enchantmentsForgotten legends, curses and sufferingsHis fire lights the ancient runic symbolsAnd the dead awaken from their lethargic slumberSpectres and souls dance in the flaming glowWhile the Night Poet conjures his screaming flameHe cries out about love, loss and painSorrows that will never fade, like odourless soresHis verses weave a magic spellThat attracts both the living and the tragic deadThe flame of the Night Poet burns strongIn the morbid night, a divine spectacle in his courtHis words, a sombre and profound chorusBewitched by the magic of his nocturnal fire.So the Night Poet takes his flightHis burning pen, his flame burning nakedWhile the dark sky lights up in flames of lightHis art emanates magic, transforming the world into seduction and flux.
Style: Fantasy Art
Prompt: The Caspar David Friedrich Sea of Ice slowly melts in the grip of flames, revealing a once frozen landscape that is now succumbing to the mystical and irresistible influence of witchcraft. Inspired by illustrations colour of Gustave Doré.
Prompt: Ethereally awakening upon mist-shrouded crags as auroras unfurl, a spectral sentinel stands eternal watch. Eons guarding the shifting Realmhave etched eons of experience into opalescent orbs, serenity resonating through insubstantial panoply. Arcane wards and antiquated longrifles act as one with sylphic flesh.Scrying the shrouded vales for portents, glimmering optics discern whispers in the veils between worlds. (soft hues, sylphine figure, geof darrow, oliver wetter, johfra bosschart, sadcomix, conceptshiplifts, finndustry, rickveator)
Negative: nudity
Prompt: The Caspar David Friedrich Sea of Ice stands resilient in the grasp of flames, yet defies their heat as the sorcery weaves its protective enchantment. Slowly, a once frozen landscape unfolds, unyielding to the flames' touch, embracing the mystical and irresistible influence of sorcery. Inspired by the vivid illustrations colored by Gustave Doré, the canvas captures the very essence of the enchantment, allowing the viewer to witness and feel the magic that shields the sea from the encroaching thaw.
Prompt: In the swirling maelstrom of a war-torn ocean, a creature emerges, born from the clash of metal and the fury of battle. Its form is a monstrous amalgamation of salvaged weaponry and debris, twisted and fused into a grotesque parody of life. Its eyes, burning with an unnatural light, reflect the horrors witnessed beneath the waves. Its limbs, fashioned from the wreckage of warships, churn the water with relentless power. Jagged blades and broken cannons adorn its body, remnants of past battles repurposed into instruments of destruction. It is a harbinger of war, a living testament to the devastation wrought upon the seas.
Prompt: In the depths of night, when hope fades fast,And shadows crawl where light once shone,Appears a crimson ghost, its magic cast,To reignite the flame that long has gone.Its eyes ablaze like coals of fire,A cloak that drapes in endless flow,It conjures secrets to inspire,And makes the heart with hope aglow.This ghostly figure shuns the day,And defies the rules of mortal law,It whispers secrets with a sway,That fills the void with eerie awe.The magic of this spectral host,Is in its crimson blood-like hue,That sends a chill down to the bone,And makes the heart beat black and blue.So when the darkness threatens to consume,And fear and doubt threaten to reign,Call forth the ghost with crimson plume,To light the way and break the chain.
Style: Fantasy Art
Prompt: Woe to you, oh earth and sea For the Devil sends the beast with wrath Because he knows the time is short Let him who hath understanding reckon the number of the beast For it is a human number Its number is six hundred and sixty-six I left alone, my mind was blank I needed time to think To get the memories from my mind What did I see? Can I believe? That what I saw that night was real and not just fantasy? Just what I saw in my old dreams Were they reflections of my warped mind staring back at me? 'Cause in my dreams it's always there The evil face that twists my mind and brings me to despair Night was black, was no use holding back 'Cause I just had to see, was someone watching me? In the mist, dark figures move and twist Was all this for real or just some kind of Hell? Six six six, the number of the beast Hell and fire was spawned to be released Torches blazed and sacred chants were praised As they start to cry, hands held to the sky In the night, the fires are burning bright The ritual has begun, Satan's work is done Six six six, the number of the beast Sacrifice is going on tonight This can't go on, I must inform the law Can this still be real, or just some crazy dream? But I feel drawn towards the chanting hordes Seem to mesmerize, can't avoid their eyes Six six six, the number of the beast Six six six, the one for you and me I'm coming back, I will return And I'll possess your body and I'll make you burn I have the fire, I have the force I have the power to make my evil take its course
Prompt: A roaring bonfire, its flames leaping and swirling, casting an ethereal glow that warms the night sky,
Prompt: The last remaining survivor faces the entity, trapped and surrounded by the suffocating darkness. Describe the climactic confrontation as the entity's icy fingers close in, and the whispers reach a deafening crescendo.
Prompt: The last remaining survivor faces the entity, trapped and surrounded by the suffocating darkness. Describe the climactic confrontation as the entity's icy fingers close in, and the whispers reach a deafening crescendo.
Prompt: Caspar David Friedrich's Sea of Ice slowly melts in the grip of flames, revealing a once-frozen Arctic landscape that now succumbs to mystical and irresistible sorcery. Inspired by illustrations colour of Gustave Doré.
Prompt: The Caspar David Friedrich Sea of Ice slowly melts in the grip of flames, revealing a once frozen landscape that is now succumbing to the mystical and irresistible influence of witchcraft. Inspired by illustrations clour of Gustave Doré.
Prompt: \"Out of the abyss emerged an entity of boundless malevolence—an abomination unseen before. Its form, an ever-shifting vortex of darkness and wretchedness, exuded an aura that devoured light itself. Eyes burning like the pits of eternal damnation, it commanded dread with every glance. Each step it took echoed through the fabric of existence, foretelling an epoch of absolute desolation and unending misery. Its howls, a chorus of infinite suffering, shattered reality itself, promising an eternity of insurmountable evil and unyielding torment. This was not a creature of the mortal realm; it was the eternal embodiment of unquenchable malevolence, the bringer of a darkness that knew no end.\"
Prompt: Tell me, what is bothering us so much? Why does a clear beam ripple at night? What thin flame spreads into the firmament? Like lightning without threatening clouds Striving from the ground to the zenith? How can it be that frozen steam
Prompt: In the depths of winter's chill,When icy winds blow with a will,The Infernal Winter Caller appears,To summon forth the frozen spheres.With a wave of his darkened hand,He calls forth a winter wonderland,Frost and snow fall in his wake,Creating a shimmering, icy lake.The world around is transformed,Into a frozen, silent dorm,But the beauty is not all it seems,For danger lurks in icy beams.Yet the Winter Caller's power,Is more than just a frozen shower,For in his touch lies a magic spell,That enchants all who dare to dwell.For those who embrace the winter's might,And dance beneath the starry night,Will find a warmth that fills the heart,And a magic that sets them apart.So let the Infernal Winter Caller come,And summon forth the ice and snow,For in his magic lies a joy,That only the brave and bold can know.
Style: Fantasy Art
Prompt: The crackling bonfire casts a spellbinding display of ethereal beauty. Its flames dance with enchanting grace, swirling and leaping in vibrant hues of crimson, gold, and orange. Sparks fly upwards, like shimmering stardust, giving the scene a magical touch. The warm glow of the fire illuminates the surrounding darkness, creating a mesmerizing glow that begs to be explored. As the fire crackles and pops, it becomes a captivating focal point, radiating a sense of undeniable allure and casting a hypnotic spell over all who gaze upon its flickering brilliance.
Prompt: The devil's breath exudes embers that linger in the air, a testament to the eternal damnation he embodies. As he speaks, the fiery remnants of souls long lost to temptation swirl around him, creating an aura of perpetual torment.
Prompt: A majestic entity formed from the Northern Lights, with ethereal tendrils that weave protective shields. It dances across the night sky, a celestial guardian summoned by your call.
Prompt: The world began in desolation, and at the center of the universe was a deep, bottomless gulf called Kinlunga, between the cold of Nivolheim to the north and the hot of Musbelheim to the south.
Prompt: The world began in desolation, and at the center of the universe was a deep, bottomless gulf called Kinlunga, between the cold of Nivolheim to the north and the hot of Musbelheim to the south.
Prompt: A brave and determined warrior, he wields a flaming sword that can incorporate fire into the weapon during battle, making its attacks more powerful. His appearance is surrounded by flames, but his eyes reveal commitment to the mission and loyalty to the team.
Prompt: surreal amazing character with two top hats with a gold walking cane, incredible details, wild animals, aliens, powerful magic 8 balls hd 32k 3d
Negative: blurry, ugly, scary, badly drawn hands
Style: Watercolor
Prompt: The mighty forces of nature clashed in a furious battle: a dragon, engulfing the sky in flames, faced Godzilla, the powerful defender of the Earth. Roars echoed and the ground trembled beneath their mighty steps. The dragon unleashed swift streams of fire, but Godzilla, covered in radiant beams, repelled the attacks. In this vast struggle, flashes of lightning and fire created a neon fireworks display. Exhausted, they acknowledged mutual strength and parted ways, leaving behind a battlefield ablaze with fire and brilliance. Calmness once again enveloped the world.
Prompt: The mighty forces of nature clashed in a furious battle: a dragon, engulfing the sky in flames, faced Godzilla, the powerful defender of the Earth. Roars echoed and the ground trembled beneath their mighty steps. The dragon unleashed swift streams of fire, but Godzilla, covered in radiant beams, repelled the attacks. In this vast struggle, flashes of lightning and fire created a neon fireworks display. Exhausted, they acknowledged mutual strength and parted ways, leaving behind a battlefield ablaze with fire and brilliance. Calmness once again enveloped the world.
Prompt: Midgard : The abode of mankind. There is a tri-colored rainbow bridge made of ice, fire and air that leads to the Kingdom of God.
Prompt: \"From the unfathomable depths emerged a being that defied the very concept of malevolence—a spectral hound forged in the crucible of impossibility. Its form transcended comprehension, an ethereal entity that shattered reality's bounds. Eyes aflame with an unholy luminescence, each glance fractured sanity itself. With every ethereal step, dimensions quaked, portending an existence consumed by unattainable horror and indomitable malice. Its howls, a symphony of discordant chaos, reverberated through time and space, heralding an eternity submerged in inconceivable evil and insurmountable darkness. This was not merely a dog; it was an enigma of ineffable evil, an anomaly defying the limits of conceivable malevolence.\"
Prompt: Amidst a seething sea of molten lava, an infernal battleground unfolds at the planet's fiery core. Bulky military units clad in imposing armor navigate the scorching depths, their movements resembling an intricate underwater dance within the viscous heat. The chaotic clash is illuminated by the pulsating glow of magma, casting an eerie light on the relentless struggle beneath the planet's surface. The fighters, undeterred by the oppressive environment, engage in a fierce subterranean conflict, their forms distorted by the intense heat as they navigate the surreal, otherworldly battlefield.
Style: Watercolor
Prompt: \"Envision an omnipotent deity, a colossus beyond the scope of cosmic reckoning. Picture this unfathomable entity, muscles carved from the raw essence of creation itself, each sinew a cataclysmic force, emanating an aura that dwarfs the very fabric of reality. Their colossal visage eclipses entire universes, effortlessly manipulating the primordial energies that weave the cosmos. Capture this indomitable force amidst the cosmic chaos, a symphony of celestial forces swirling in divine obeisance around their monumental form. Witness as they transcend the constraints of existence, reshaping cosmic dimensions with a mere thought. Envision their armor, forged from the remnants of supernovae, blazing with an incandescence that outshines the birth of galaxies. Imagine the backdrop amidst the aftermath of cosmic cataclysms, where time and space converge, and the birth of new realms bows to their omnipotence. Their essence defies the very laws that govern existence, an embodiment of cosmic omnipotence that commands the cosmos effortlessly, an incomprehensible force amidst the boundless expanse of cosmic supremacy.\"
Prompt: Why does a clear beam ripple at night What thin flame spreads into the firmament Like lightning without threatening clouds Striving from the ground to the zenith How can it be that frozen steam Did a fire start in the middle of winter
Prompt: Why does a clear beam ripple at night What thin flame spreads into the firmament Like lightning without threatening clouds Striving from the ground to the zenith How can it be that frozen steam Did a fire start in the middle of winter
Prompt: \"Envision an omnipotent colossus, a transcendent force of unfathomable magnitude. Picture this monolithic entity, each sinew a seismic cataclysm, muscles carved from the very bedrock of existence, radiating an aura of cosmic supremacy. Their colossal silhouette eclipses galaxies, wielding cosmic energies as effortlessly as a mortal wields a breath. Capture this indomitable force amidst the cosmic tumult, a cosmic symphony of energies swirling in reverent chaos around their colossal frame. Witness as they reshape cosmic fabrics with a mere gesture, fracturing reality with each stride. Envision their armor, forged from the hearts of collapsing stars, emitting an incandescent radiance that surpasses the brilliance of a myriad of supernovae. Imagine the backdrop amid the remnants of cosmic upheavals, where celestial collisions birth new dimensions and cosmic storms bow in deference. Their very essence defies the essence of existence itself, an embodiment of celestial omnipotence that commands the cosmos at will, an unparalleled force amid the infinite tapestry of cosmic majesty.\"
Prompt: top a mountain clawed from the clouds, where the wind howls like a tormented beast, Sir Gareth, the Lionheart, stands defiant. His armor, once polished to blinding brilliance, is now dulled and scratched, bearing the scars of a hundred battles. Yet, within his helm, his eyes burn with an unyielding fire, reflecting the crimson dawn spilling over the jagged peaks. Beneath him, the world plummets away in a dizzying spiral of mist and storm-tossed valleys. Across the jagged crown of the mountain, a monstrous shadow stirs. Craggy, obsidian scales glint like malevolent stars in the dying moonlight. A colossal head, horned and adorned with razor-sharp teeth, rises from the swirling mist, its nostrils blasting plumes of flame that ignite the swirling snowdrifts. This is Ignis, the wyrm of winter, his every breath a harbinger of death and desolation. The ground trembles as he drags his immense bulk towards Gareth, the earth splitting under the thunderous crash of his taloned feet.
Prompt: There the thick darkness argues with the water; Or the sun's rays shine, Leaning through the thick air towards us; Or the tops of the fat mountains are burning; Or the zephyr stopped blowing into the sea, And smooth waves hit the air.
Prompt: There the thick darkness argues with the water; Or the sun's rays shine, Leaning through the thick air towards us; Or the tops of the fat mountains are burning; Or the zephyr stopped blowing into the sea, And smooth waves hit the air.
Prompt: ...---... red red white dark cabaret style best quality, ultra high res, full body in frame, photorealistic, ultra detailed face and body,a 25-year-old woman in a long leather coat, arms spread to the sides, dynamic pose
