Prompt: How he swept through people's hearts. It seemed as if the world had involuntarily become kinder, Shocked by his victory.
Prompt: The king stood tall on the mountain, his voice ringing out over the gathered crowd below. He spoke with passion and conviction, his words stirring the hearts of his people
Prompt: The king stood tall on the mountain, his voice ringing out over the gathered crowd below. He spoke with passion and conviction, his words stirring the hearts of his people
Prompt: I am very strong and I dreamed last night that I had an argument with someone, and then he asked his younger brother to hit me. His younger brother stretched out his hand and pinched the back of my neck, trying to pull my head away. Then at this time, I fiercely hit his younger brother. He couldn't pull at all, so I ignored his younger brother at all, but gave him an invincible look, and then I directly grabbed his boss by the back of his neck and pulled him flying.
Prompt: The man was exceptionally handsome and elegant. His face was radiant and clear, with eyes that held a special charm, dark in color and intense in their gaze. His beard was thick and full, adding an aura of beauty and wisdom to his appearance. His voice was captivating and articulate, expressing eloquence and wisdom.His external demeanor reflected strength of character and generosity. He possessed height and robustness, with a straight and noble posture. His silence carried dignity, and his words were pearls of wisdom flowing clearly and smoothly. He was neither stern nor dismissive but rather beloved and respected by all. He had companions who admired and served him attentively and faithfully.This man was unique in his beauty and character, combining strength and charisma, wisdom, and kindness. He was a personality unmatched in greatness and magnificence.
Prompt: Even the best fate cannot withstand insincerity, and deep feelings need cherishing. There are no real fools in this world, only those willing to play innocent for you.
Prompt: The boy's eyes widened in disbelief as his character, whom he had painstakingly leveled up for hours, suddenly met an unforeseen and unfair demise. A surge of rage coursed through his veins, and he slammed his fists on the desk, letting out an infuriated roar that echoed through the room. Swearing vengeance, he clenched his teeth and vowed to annihilate every virtual enemy standing in his way, fueled by an uncontrollable fury that burned hotter with every passing second.\"
Prompt: 2 sad monsters with big feet, holding a placard reading cursive \"Do You Like Me?\" secod placard says \"NO\" by semenov kusama hussar burton love little hearts
Negative: bad art, badly drawn hands, badly drawn faces, plastic skin texture,
Prompt: And passing even into my purer mind With tranquil restoration:—feelings too Of unremembered pleasure: such, perhaps, As have no slight or trivial influence On that best portion of a good man’s life, His little, nameless, unremembered, acts Of kindness and of love
Prompt: A harbinger of the Wild Hunt, he led a ghostly troupe amidst winter's storms, where tempests signaled death.
Prompt: Riya could not understand what had happened. He thought maybe it was all a dream. But she was still feeling the warmth of Aman and the touch of his embrace.
Prompt: By all means I should understand, But I cannot seem to keep my hands On that truth that shall be praised, As the one to let us be saved. Dear God, fundamental truth may be granted, But can't my thought be counted? As a right in this world, Where objectivity left me no choice But to blend in such a foist.
Prompt: His extraordinary eyes and ears were divine gifts, ensuring he could see far into the darkest night without fail.
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: \"The boy's face contorted with fury as he witnessed his character being mercilessly ambushed by an opponent, losing not only the match but also his hard-earned progress. A torrent of rage surged within him, threatening to consume his sanity. Gripping the keyboard with white-knuckled fury, he unleashed a monstrous scream of frustration that shook the walls. Determined to exact revenge, his eyes burned with a vengeful fire as he vowed to unleash a relentless onslaught upon all adversaries, swearing to obliterate every last obstacle in his path, leaving nothing but digital ruins in the wake of his unyielding wrath.\"
Prompt: A man, who is the astronaut, met a huge stormy planet that he never ever seen. He thought that he would die, being drawn by the storm of the planet, But he, who is a brave person, couldn't have given up. Hetried to and tried to , finally he has gotten out of it.
Prompt: A man who has resisted his sins and urges and has energy and Testosterone channeling out of his heart and body into the sky as he turns into a beast of a man.
Prompt: an image described by: And passing even into my purer mind With tranquil restoration:—feelings too Of unremembered pleasure: such, perhaps, As have no slight or trivial influence On that best portion of a good man’s life, His little, nameless, unremembered, acts Of kindness and of love
Prompt: an image described by: And passing even into my purer mind With tranquil restoration:—feelings too Of unremembered pleasure: such, perhaps, As have no slight or trivial influence On that best portion of a good man’s life, His little, nameless, unremembered, acts Of kindness and of love
Prompt: there are three personin this picture.I dreamed last night that I had an argument with someone, and then he asked his younger brother to hit me. His younger brother stretched out his hand and pinched the back of my neck, trying to pull my head away. Then at this time, I fiercely hit his younger brother. He couldn't pull at all, so I ignored his younger brother at all, but gave him an invincible look, and then I directly grabbed his boss by the back of his neck and pulled him flying.
Prompt: He walked on the street in the rainy night, his clothes were soaked, and the cold wind was biting. He didn't know where he was going, nor where he came from. He only knew that he had lost everything, his home, his lover, his dream. He felt like a walking dead, without a goal, without hope, without meaning.He looked up at the sky, only to see dark clouds, without a trace of starlight. He looked down at the street lamp, only to see the light was dim, flickering. He felt like that street lamp, about to go out, about to disappear. He couldn't help but think of her, she used to be his light, his warmth, his everything. But she had left him, forever.He didn't know how long he could walk, nor how long he could live. He only knew that he had nothing to lose, his life had no value. He was just waiting, waiting for that moment to come, that moment, he could reunite with her, that moment, he could end it all.
Prompt: in the mountains, the brick-concrete structure of the country style of a beautiful villa, overlooking, the front view of the house, lighting, white wall red tile, three stone small steps, handrails, railings, damp and exquisite large area of bluestone pavement, placed dining table chairs tea set, clear mountains, flower pots, small lawns, soft color, ultra-high definition picture, 18k image quality. --ar 2:3 --v 5.2
Prompt: Sending off a glancing kiss, to those who claim they know; Below the streets that steam and hiss, the devil's in his hole
Prompt: Not a word, not a handshake, Not his eyes with a twinkle of misfortune Under the visor shifted slightly to one side
Prompt: [With a whispered realization of rebirth, the protagonist feels an unceasing surge of power within.] [He stands amidst the vastness of a vibrant landscape, understanding that this world offers a fresh start, devoid of the pain of the previous existence.] [His determined footsteps echo as he heads toward the distant city, a place of former dominion and impending revenge.] -ar 16:9 --seed 3402537896
Prompt: a beautiful woman not comfortable talking about this but it's amazing I can actually feel him
Prompt: The soldier watched on from the hilltop, his eyes flickering with a mixture of fear and excitement as the city lay in ruins before him. The deafening sounds of destruction and chaos filled his ears, each explosion setting off a chain reaction in his mind. He couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction in witnessing the downfall of yet another symbol of oppressive authority, as the city turned to rubble beneath his feet. The smoldering remnants of buildings and the acrid stench of smoke were a reminder of the inherent flaws in the capitalist system, and the futility of any effort to maintain law and order. As he took in the scene before him, the soldier couldn't help but think that there was a certain beauty in the destruction - a beauty born out of the flames of rebellion, anarchy, and revolution. (alex andreev, emanuele dascanio, ilya kuvshinov)
Prompt: An antagonist character. A young boy had to fight in a war because he wanted to provide for his family. Unfortunately, his mother has died when he was in the middle of the war -need a way that make sense that fits with that distribution-, which leaves his younger sister alone. He wanted to return home as fast as possible, but he was in the middle of the war. He was collapsing on the battlefield.
Prompt: An antagonist character. A young boy had to fight in a war because he wanted to provide for his family. Unfortunately, his mother has died when he was in the middle of the war -need a way that make sense that fits with that distribution-, which leaves his younger sister alone. He wanted to return home as fast as possible, but he was in the middle of the war. He was collapsing on the battlefield.
Prompt: The end of adversity! Victory! Sound the bells of the stars. Let the waves of heat and light They will rush to all ends!
Prompt: The end of adversity! Victory! Sound the bells of the stars. Let the waves of heat and light They will rush to all ends!
Prompt: One night the mirror people invaded the earth. Their power was great, but at the end of bloody warfare the magic arts of the Emperor prevailed. He repulsed the invaders, imprisoned them in their mirrors, and forced on them the task of repeating, as though in a kind of dream, all the actions of men. He stripped them of their power and of their forms and reduced them to mere slavish reflections.
Prompt: a warrior falls down, loses in a fight, his body disintegating into a thousand pieces, disappearing into small particles and turning into thin smokes in the air, the wind blows it away, sadness and sorrow, his body lays motionless on the wet swampy and soily floor, where the thunderstorm falls
Prompt: a warrior falls down, loses in a fight, his body disintegating into a thousand pieces, disappearing into small particles and turning into thin smokes in the air, the wind blows it away, sadness and sorrow, his body lays motionless on the wet swampy and soily floor, where the thunderstorm falls
Prompt: Facing them alone, Napoleon fearlessly challenged, 'If anyone wants to kill your General, your Emperor, here I am.' Loyalty shifted instantly. 8k
Prompt: a rugby player with a ball, we see him in his entirety (head to toe), dressed in typical 90's clothing (fluorescent headbands, fluorescent colours..., with a fluorescent pink hoodie, wide fluorescent jeans too)
Style: Photographic
Prompt: There was an old man named John, who lived in a world that moved rapidly around him. His beautiful memories took him back to the days of his youth, when he had a dream and smiling hopes.
Prompt: a warrior falls down, loses in a fight, his body disintegrating into a thousand pieces, disappearing into small particles and turning into thin smokes in the air, the wind blows it away, sadness and sorrow, his body lays motionless on the wet swampy and soily floor, where the thunderstorm falls
Prompt: Suddenly, the tranquil scene was shattered when an assailant attempted to assassinate the attorney. In a bold move, a brave bystander intervened, wielding an axe to avert the assault. The crowd, initially in awe, quickly shifted to a state of panic.
Prompt: A powerful impact threw the man's body into the air. When he came back to his senses, he found himself bound to the floor by the power of darkness, unable to move, and in the room, the environment was dark and horrifying, frighteningly
Negative: 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: Boy, boy with hoodie, half robot, profile picture, Ava, scary face, cyber puk style, Anima style, scary face, red eyes, red mouth
Prompt: When he held an ancient book and played chess alone, his thoughts gradually drifted to the world. He took the world as a chessboard, and the temple and the rivers and lakes were all pawns. He was determined to use his power to stir up the storm and fight for justice.
Prompt: From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of steel. I aspired to the purity of the Blessed Machine. Your kind cling to your flesh, as though it will not decay and fail you. One day the crude biomass you call the temple will wither, and you will beg my kind to save you. But I am already saved, for the Machine is immortal… Even in death I serve the Omnissiah.
Prompt: I didn't understand how contradictory human nature was. I don't know how much artificiality is in sincerity, How many north noses are hidden in nobility, Perhaps, virtue is found even in evil
