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    An old man holds a card with the words "We will die!" written in blood, a real picture of massive, epic cruelty. In the background are the ruins of an explosion and armies engaged in a firefight.
    Imagine a weathered space cowboy standing tall in a vast, barren expanse of alien landscape, his rugged appearance telling tales of countless battles and narrow escapes. His worn leather duster and jeans are faded from years of adventure, while his battered cowboy hat casts a shadow over his eyes, giving him an enigmatic air that seems to whisper secrets to the cosmos. At his side, an Akita companion strides freely, its dark brown fur glistening with an ethereal glow in the dim light of distant stars. The dog's piercing gaze speaks volumes about its unwavering loyalty and deep-seated connection with the cowboy. As they traverse this unforgiving environment, twisted metal and smoldering ruins of ancient cities give way to endless plains of rust-red sand, casting long shadows that stretch across the darkening sky like skeletal fingers. The air is alive with an electric tension, charged by unseen forces that pulse through every molecule of air. In the distance, looming sentinels rise – towering mountains crafted from a glittering black glass that seems to absorb the dying light of the setting sun. Shrouded in mist and shadow, their peaks beckon like mythical gateways, hinting at secrets waiting to be unearthed. Above, a fiery crimson hue burns bright across the sky, with stars scattered like shattered diamonds against an endless canvas of sapphire blackness. This is a realm where legend is forged from dust and fire, where bravest heroes are etched into the firmament, and where unwavering loyalty is all that stands between immortality and annihilation.
    Stellar Annihilator At the burning core of a dying star, a slumbering evil stirs - an ancient, primordial hunger that has devoured countless suns. Writhing tendrils of plasma erupt outward, shredding the star's outer layers in an ever-intensifying cataclysm. From the roiling stellar furnace emerges a gargantuan, cyclopean visage - a maw lined with fangs of neutronium large enough to swallow planets whole. This is the Stellar Annihilator, an eldritch abomination whose insatiable appetite for the fundamental energies that birth stars has rendered it nigh-unstoppable. Entire solar systems are pulled into the vortex of its ravenous, all-consuming gravitic maw as it bears down on the next doomed sun, heralding an apocalyptic force that will eventually devour the entire cosmos.
    highly intricately detailed shot of an incredibly lonely wilting dying (half-sun half-jellyfish:1.3) slowly crumbling away into dust, dust particles, centered, awwchang, sharp_focus, solid lines, full shot, dramatic triadic lighting, fantastical, fantasy, by Jeremy_Mann, Yoshitaka Amano, RossDraws, Android_Jones, Anna_Dittman, hyperrealistic, a beautiful photograph, concept art
    Yield, I am the twilight Three, three days of darkness Love has turned to hatred Why have I been chosen? Chaos, let chaos reign Repent, in fear repent Chaos, let chaos reign Die, die as you pray Persecute the servants of god Slaves shall end as slaves Wading through dying creeks In gloom towards their graves Chaos, let chaos reign Repent, in fear repent Chaos, let chaos reign Die, die as you pray I rise above In light divine As you sow You shall reap Chaos, let chaos reign Repent, in fear repent Chaos, let chaos reign Die, die as you pray Lord god of Sebaoth Black are the heavens Mine is the face of enmity Blessed those who suffer Chaos, let chaos reign Repent, in fear repent Chaos, let chaos reign Die, die as you pray
    Yield, I am the twilight Three, three days of darkness Love has turned to hatred Why have I been chosen? Chaos, let chaos reign Repent, in fear repent Chaos, let chaos reign Die, die as you pray Persecute the servants of god Slaves shall end as slaves Wading through dying creeks In gloom towards their graves Chaos, let chaos reign Repent, in fear repent Chaos, let chaos reign Die, die as you pray I rise above In light divine As you sow You shall reap Chaos, let chaos reign Repent, in fear repent Chaos, let chaos reign Die, die as you pray Lord god of Sebaoth Black are the heavens Mine is the face of enmity Blessed those who suffer Chaos, let chaos reign Repent, in fear repent Chaos, let chaos reign Die, die as you pray
    A beautifully illustrated Trading Card featuring an alien life form on some far off exoplanet. The Eclipsal Wyrm is a serpentine predator that dwells in the twilight zones of a tidally locked exoplanet. Its body is covered in obsidian-like scales that shimmer with faint, iridescent patterns, resembling the fractured light of a dying star. Measuring up to 40 feet in length, it has no limbs, but its undulating motion allows it to glide effortlessly over rocky terrain and through dense, shadowed jungles. The Wyrm’s head is crowned with a luminous, crescent-shaped crest that absorbs ambient light, which it can unleash in dazzling, strobe-like bursts to blind prey. Its maw is lined with retractable crystal fangs that vibrate at high frequencies, creating an eerie, harmonic hum that disorients victims. Two long, feather-like appendages trail from behind its head, sensitive to the slightest atmospheric changes, guiding it to its next target. The Eclipsal Wyrm is both a silent stalker and a living enigma, blending into the void with unnerving precision. The Trading Card background portrays the life forms environment, and fills the entire image area. The card features a filigree, minimalist Art Deco border with interlocking geometric lines rendered in metallic sfumato colors that subtly catch and reflect light. The border is entirely transparent, with no background fill, allowing the card’s main background to be visible through the design. Its delicate, unobtrusive pattern enhances the card’s refined appearance, evoking the timeless elegance and sophistication associated with the Art Deco era. The bottom of the card shows a small, simple, yet elegant placard that bears the name "Eclipsal Wyrm " in small, Art Deco lettering.
    A beautifully illustrated Trading Card featuring an alien life form on some far off exoplanet. The Eclipsal Wyrm is a serpentine predator that dwells in the twilight zones of a tidally locked exoplanet. Its body is covered in obsidian-like scales that shimmer with faint, iridescent patterns, resembling the fractured light of a dying star. Measuring up to 40 feet in length, it has no limbs, but its undulating motion allows it to glide effortlessly over rocky terrain and through dense, shadowed jungles. The Wyrm’s head is crowned with a luminous, crescent-shaped crest that absorbs ambient light, which it can unleash in dazzling, strobe-like bursts to blind prey. Its maw is lined with retractable crystal fangs that vibrate at high frequencies, creating an eerie, harmonic hum that disorients victims. Two long, feather-like appendages trail from behind its head, sensitive to the slightest atmospheric changes, guiding it to its next target. The Eclipsal Wyrm is both a silent stalker and a living enigma, blending into the void with unnerving precision. The Trading Card background portrays the life forms environment, and fills the entire image area. The card features a filigree, minimalist Art Deco border with interlocking geometric lines rendered in metallic sfumato colors that subtly catch and reflect light. The border is entirely transparent, with no background fill, allowing the card’s main background to be visible through the design. Its delicate, unobtrusive pattern enhances the card’s refined appearance, evoking the timeless elegance and sophistication associated with the Art Deco era. The bottom of the card shows a small, simple, yet elegant placard that bears the name "Eclipsal Wyrm " in small, Art Deco lettering.
    A beautifully illustrated Trading Card featuring an alien life form on some far off exoplanet. The Eclipsal Wyrm is a serpentine predator that dwells in the twilight zones of a tidally locked exoplanet. Its body is covered in obsidian-like scales that shimmer with faint, iridescent patterns, resembling the fractured light of a dying star. Measuring up to 40 feet in length, it has no limbs, but its undulating motion allows it to glide effortlessly over rocky terrain and through dense, shadowed jungles. The Wyrm’s head is crowned with a luminous, crescent-shaped crest that absorbs ambient light, which it can unleash in dazzling, strobe-like bursts to blind prey. Its maw is lined with retractable crystal fangs that vibrate at high frequencies, creating an eerie, harmonic hum that disorients victims. Two long, feather-like appendages trail from behind its head, sensitive to the slightest atmospheric changes, guiding it to its next target. The Eclipsal Wyrm is both a silent stalker and a living enigma, blending into the void with unnerving precision. The Trading Card background portrays the life forms environment, and fills the entire image area. The card features a filigree, minimalist Art Deco border with interlocking geometric lines rendered in metallic sfumato colors that subtly catch and reflect light. The border is entirely transparent, with no background fill, allowing the card’s main background to be visible through the design. Its delicate, unobtrusive pattern enhances the card’s refined appearance, evoking the timeless elegance and sophistication associated with the Art Deco era. The bottom of the card shows a small, simple, yet elegant placard that bears the name "Eclipsal Wyrm " in small, Art Deco lettering.
    Shrouded in an air of forgotten divinity, the Mothkeeper stands as a haunting fusion of decayed royalty and insectile mysticism. Her alabaster skin glows faintly with an unnatural stillness, a contrast to the living shimmer of the moth-creatures that orbit her like silent sentinels. Clad in a flowing, ancient gown resembling moth wings left too long in shadow, its fabric tears like parchment and shifts like smoke. An ornate golden chestpiece is embedded with a cocoon—glowing dimly with latent metamorphosis—an organic relic binding her to the realm between life and rebirth. Her crimson hood falls over a bone-like crown that fans out in symmetrical ridges, mirroring the architecture of a moth's antennae or the fractured chitin of a forgotten queen. Her eyes, red as dying embers, are not vacant—but ancient, as though she remembers every veil ever lifted. Veins of green iridescence pulse faintly through her garments and skin, a sign of corrupted sorcery pulsing within. The Mothkeeper is no mere mortal. She is guardian of thresholds, spinner of illusion, and vessel of transformation. She whispers to the lost through the wings of her companions, weaving dreams that hover between salvation and surrender. <lora:FLUX-daubrez-DB4RZ-v2:0.55> <lora:Sinfully_Stylish_.02_for_FLUX:0.35> <lora:dystopia:0.6>
    Photorealistic, TV news anchor, breaking news, headline 'We Are All Going to Die', dramatic newsroom setting, high tension, realistic style
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (godmachine:1.4), as a (fujicolor pro 400h:1.6). An evocative and detailed random scene that best depicts the Post-Apocalyptic genre. PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (godmachine:1.4), as a (fujicolor pro 400h:1.6). A desolate wasteland landscape at dusk, with twisted metal and charred rubble littering the ground, a lone figure in tattered clothing stands at the edge of a vast expanse of darkness, where the last remnants of a dying sun casts an eerie glow.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (arthur suydam:1.4), as a (fast shutter speed:1.6). An evocative and detailed Alien Invasion Science Fiction scene. PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (arthur suydam:1.4), as a (fast shutter speed:1.6). A dimly lit, ravaged cityscape lies in ruins, the once-majestic skyscrapers now twisted and battered by an unseen force. The eerie glow of luminescent plants from a long-abandoned greenhouse casts an otherworldly light upon the devastation, casting long shadows across the desolate streets. In the distance, a colossal, razor-sharp spire pierces the sky, its peak shrouded in a thick haze of toxic fumes. As night descends upon this forsaken world, alien spacecraft, resembling crystalline spheres, hover above the city's rubble-strewn thoroughfares, their cold, calculating gaze surveying the carnage below. In the foreground, a lone human survivor emerges from the shadows, battered and bruised, yet defiant in the face of an enemy that seems to have transcended humanity's understanding of science and reason. In stark contrast, towering extraterrestrial beings move with deliberate slowness across the landscape, their forms unlike anything known on Earth - fluid, pulsing structures of iridescent flesh, capable of absorbing and nullifying the human spirit's last vestiges of resistance. These gargantuan entities move in unison, orchestrating a malevolent symphony that threatens to suffocate all life within this besieged planet. At the heart of this maelstrom, humans cling to crumbling structures for survival - abandoned soldiers who stand watch over dying cities, struggling to stave off extinction's dark tide. Yet, even as death's shadow stretches out across the ruins, a glimmer of hope flickers - in secret beneath the alien invasion, humanity may still hold the spark that could reignite its very existence.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (jean pierre gibrat:1.4), as a (made of felt:1.6). An evocative and detailed Post-Apocalyptic Fantasy scene. PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (jean pierre gibrat:1.4), as a (made of felt:1.6). A lone figure, shrouded in tattered robes, stands at the edge of a desolate wasteland, gazing out at a ruined cityscape that stretches towards a blood-red sky. The air is heavy with an otherworldly fog, as if the very essence of hope had been extinguished, leaving only an eerie silence in its wake. In the foreground, a skeletal tree stands as a haunting sentinel, its branches etched against the vibrant hues of a dying sun, casting long shadows that stretch and twist like grasping fingers towards the figure. The atmosphere is one of melancholy despair, yet there is a sense of quiet determination in the figure's stance, a resolve to move forward into a future shrouded in uncertainty.
    masterpiece, photorealistic, absurdres, 8k, high detail, intricate, dept of field, cinematic photography. gorgeous woman holding a sign with text "PLEASE DONT'T DIE SD3"
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (ronald wimberly:1.4), as a (statistical graph:1.6). An evocative and detailed Military Science Fiction Science Fiction scene. Dynamic and dramatic daylight. PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (ronald wimberly:1.4), as a (statistical graph:1.6). In a distant future, where stars are forged in the heart of galaxies, a lone space explorer emerges from the shadows of a forsaken planet. The once-majestic architecture of an ancient military outpost now lies in ruins, overgrown with the twisted, metallic tendrils of a long-abandoned sentinel. The atmospheric haze is painted with hues of crimson and gold, as if the very fabric of reality has been set aflame. In the foreground, the skeletal remains of a long-defunct starfighter stretch towards the horizon, its angular fuselage scarred by the relentless passage of time. A crescent moon casts an eerie glow upon the landing pad, illuminating the cryptic symbols etched into the armor plating of a derelict spaceship. To the left, a trio of ravaged turrets stand sentinel, their guns still trained on some long-lost target, their rusting hulks a testament to the unforgiving brutality of war. A lone drone, its once-sleek form now weathered and worn, hovers listlessly in the vicinity, its optics casting an otherworldly gaze upon the desolate landscape. In the distance, the shattered hull of a generation ship drifts aimlessly, its ethereal energy signature flickering like a dying ember. As the sun dips beneath the horizon, the atmosphere is bathed in a soft, ethereal light, as if the very essence of hope and resilience clings tenaciously to this forsaken world. The air is heavy with an unspoken narrative – one of loss, sacrifice, and the haunting silence that follows war's cruel whisper. Dynamic and dramatic daylight.
    Cute Blue Chibby Anime Girl holding a sign that reads "DIE RED CHORBA", she is juming with happiness
    Imagine a medieval alchemist's laboratory bathed in the warm glow of a setting sun streaming through a high, arched window. Dust motes dance in the golden light, illuminating a cluttered workspace overflowing with the tools of transformation. Wrought-iron stands hold bubbling glass alembics and retorts, their colorful contents reflecting the dying embers in a massive stone furnace. Along weathered wooden shelves, hundreds of glass vials gleam with an ethereal light, each filled with a potion of unknown potency: shimmering elixirs, swirling nebulae of color, and viscous liquids the shade of twilight. Parchment scrolls, filled with cryptic symbols and swirling script, lie scattered amongst curious artifacts – a petrified dragon claw, a vial of shimmering moonstone dust, and a gnarled root radiating an otherworldly green. In the foreground, a weathered leather-bound tome lies open, its pages filled with intricate diagrams and alchemical symbols. The air hums with anticipation, a tangible energy swirling around a central table where a lone alchemist, cloaked in midnight blue, meticulously measures a glistening powder from a delicate silver scale.
    A beautifully illustrated Trading Card featuring an alien life form on some far off exoplanet. The Emberclaw Wraith is a nocturnal predator with a sleek, serpentine body cloaked in ember-like scales that glow faintly in the dark, resembling dying coals. It has four elongated limbs with webbed, clawed fingers that allow it to glide silently between the obsidian cliffs of its volcanic homeland. Its head features a jagged crest that crackles with fire-like energy, and its eyes glow a molten gold, piercing through ash-laden air. The Wraith’s forked tongue detects thermal signatures, and its tail ends in a bladed, whip-like appendage capable of slicing through rock. Its eerie, ember-lit silhouette inspires legends of ghostly infernos. The Trading Card background portrays the life forms environment, and fills the entire image area. The card features a filigree, minimalist Art Deco border with interlocking geometric lines rendered in metallic sfumato colors that subtly catch and reflect light. The border is entirely transparent, with no background fill, allowing the card’s main background to be visible through the design. Its delicate, unobtrusive pattern enhances the card’s refined appearance, evoking the timeless elegance and sophistication associated with the Art Deco era. The bottom of the card shows a simple yet elegant placard that bears the name "Emberclaw Wraith" in small, Art Deco lettering.
    A beautifully illustrated Trading Card featuring an alien life form on some far off exoplanet. The Emberclaw Wraith is a nocturnal predator with a sleek, serpentine body cloaked in ember-like scales that glow faintly in the dark, resembling dying coals. It has four elongated limbs with webbed, clawed fingers that allow it to glide silently between the obsidian cliffs of its volcanic homeland. Its head features a jagged crest that crackles with fire-like energy, and its eyes glow a molten gold, piercing through ash-laden air. The Wraith’s forked tongue detects thermal signatures, and its tail ends in a bladed, whip-like appendage capable of slicing through rock. Its eerie, ember-lit silhouette inspires legends of ghostly infernos. The Trading Card background portrays the life forms environment, and fills the entire image area. The card features a filigree, minimalist Art Deco border with interlocking geometric lines rendered in metallic sfumato colors that subtly catch and reflect light. The border is entirely transparent, with no background fill, allowing the card’s main background to be visible through the design. Its delicate, unobtrusive pattern enhances the card’s refined appearance, evoking the timeless elegance and sophistication associated with the Art Deco era. The bottom of the card shows a simple yet elegant placard that bears the name "Emberclaw Wraith" in small, Art Deco lettering.
    A beautifully illustrated Trading Card featuring an alien life form on some far off exoplanet. The Emberclaw Wraith is a nocturnal predator with a sleek, serpentine body cloaked in ember-like scales that glow faintly in the dark, resembling dying coals. It has four elongated limbs with webbed, clawed fingers that allow it to glide silently between the obsidian cliffs of its volcanic homeland. Its head features a jagged crest that crackles with fire-like energy, and its eyes glow a molten gold, piercing through ash-laden air. The Wraith’s forked tongue detects thermal signatures, and its tail ends in a bladed, whip-like appendage capable of slicing through rock. Its eerie, ember-lit silhouette inspires legends of ghostly infernos. The Trading Card background portrays the life forms environment, and fills the entire image area. The card features a filigree, minimalist Art Deco border with interlocking geometric lines rendered in metallic sfumato colors that subtly catch and reflect light. The border is entirely transparent, with no background fill, allowing the card’s main background to be visible through the design. Its delicate, unobtrusive pattern enhances the card’s refined appearance, evoking the timeless elegance and sophistication associated with the Art Deco era. The bottom of the card shows a simple yet elegant placard that bears the name "Emberclaw Wraith" in small, Art Deco lettering.
    A beautifully illustrated Trading Card featuring an alien life form on some far off exoplanet. The Emberclaw Wraith is a nocturnal predator with a sleek, serpentine body cloaked in ember-like scales that glow faintly in the dark, resembling dying coals. It has four elongated limbs with webbed, clawed fingers that allow it to glide silently between the obsidian cliffs of its volcanic homeland. Its head features a jagged crest that crackles with fire-like energy, and its eyes glow a molten gold, piercing through ash-laden air. The Wraith’s forked tongue detects thermal signatures, and its tail ends in a bladed, whip-like appendage capable of slicing through rock. Its eerie, ember-lit silhouette inspires legends of ghostly infernos. The Trading Card background portrays the life forms environment, and fills the entire image area. The card features a filigree, minimalist Art Deco border with interlocking geometric lines rendered in metallic sfumato colors that subtly catch and reflect light. The border is entirely transparent, with no background fill, allowing the card’s main background to be visible through the design. Its delicate, unobtrusive pattern enhances the card’s refined appearance, evoking the timeless elegance and sophistication associated with the Art Deco era. The bottom of the card shows a simple yet elegant placard that bears the name "Emberclaw Wraith" in small, Art Deco lettering.
    A decrepit, Ancient Sudanese cemetery looms, shrouded in a swirling Pestilent and Ominous Fog designed by Magali Villeneuve and imbuing the feeling drawn by Anne Stokes; Every inch entwined with with trees dented autumn colorful deciduous foliage amidst, a lone moldering Spell book laid unopened in unshapely twisted black trees, black leafy dread gnarled tangled mangy wood colors under dull rusty deep burnt orange rays after angry black flames; Eroding white skeletal calcined grave sculpted erose surfaces besmirch surroundings whereas numerous, grotesquely shaped objects now make of coffins and debris scattered amidst more pews amidst deathlike twisted wrecks decay that line roads between what once passed into memories that will forever retain grief sorrow anger frustrated desperation; An animated atmosphere forlorn atmosphere reveals as these disgusting thick Acrid noxious vapors continue to choke pass the ground beneath some dying where every dark maggot decay feasts in brawn barks dead brown bruised bodies torn in broken gnawn flesh stripped over some corpse hulks heaving; faint shimmers flash during no sunset deep beyond thick vaporous setting glimmers as ripples furtively shroud unwarrant still visible rur wimplify of sick shadow stod ailing rech dead by maggot swags writ and wagg mag glow darkness gn cl
    A pristine translucent six-sided die positioned on a stark black and white checkerboard pattern, capturing intricate light behavior as it passes through the crystalline material. Multiple refractions create mesmerizing patterns within the die while casting complex caustics onto the geometric surface below. The composition emphasizes the interplay between transparency and opacity, with precise highlights defining the die's edges and numbers. Sharp macro detail reveals subtle imperfections and internal structures within the crystal-clear material, while dramatic lighting creates bold shadows that contrast with the bright refractions. The scene channels the precision of Edward Weston's still life work, the luminous quality of Josef Sudek's glass studies, and the technical perfection of high-end product photography, rendered in ultra-high resolution with particular attention to optical physics and material properties.
    (in Otomo Katsuhiro style:1.2), masterpiece, high-quality, A shadow priestess with tendrils of living darkness flowing from her ornate headdress, Her armor is sleek and sharp etched with runes that faintly pulse like dying embers, She stands in a cavern of obsidian lit only by the eerie glow of ancient glyphs etched into the walls, void magic, living shadows, rune-lit abyss, (Dark fantasy comic style with bold contrasts and textured shading:1.1), (elaborate fine details:1.1), (hyperdetailed:1.1), (intricate details:1.0), (Refined details:1.1), (best quality:1.1), (high resolution:1.2)
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (frank miller:1.4), as a (extreme close up portrait:1.6). An evocative and detailed random scene that best depicts the Post-Apocalyptic genre. PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (frank miller:1.4), as a (extreme close up portrait:1.6). A desolate wasteland stretches as far as the eye can see, with cracked earth and barren trees giving way to a smoldering haze that shrouds the horizon like a veil of despair. In the distance, the skeletal remains of a once-majestic skyscraper pierce the sky, its steel beams rusted and twisted like the fingers of some mechanical specter. To one side, a lone figure emerges from the shadows - a young woman, dressed in tattered and worn leather armor, her eyes sunken with the weight of hardship and determination. Her face is weathered by the harsh winds and unforgiving sun, yet she moves with a quiet purpose, as if driven by some unyielding resolve. Behind her, a pack of scavenged vehicles - cars, trucks, and motorcycles - are arranged like a graveyard of broken dreams, their rusted hulks worn down by the relentless forces of nature. The air is thick with the acrid smell of smoke and decay, as if the very land itself were dying, its pulse slowing in cadence with the ebb and flow of human existence. Amidst this bleak backdrop, a lone engine purrs softly, emitting a faint plume of steam that wrecks havoc on the desolate atmosphere. Before it stands, an imposing behemoth of twisted steel and concrete - a rusted hulk that has seen better days, its door creaking ominously as if warning all who would dare approach to turn back while they still can. In this ravaged landscape, time itself seems lost, suspended in limbo like the souls of those who have long since abandoned hope. The sky above burns a sickly shade of greenish-yellow - a perpetual twilight that clings to the atmosphere like a dirty veil, and which casts an eerie glow over the entire scene, imbuing everything with a haunting sense of melancholy.
    A beautifully illustrated Trading Card featuring an alien life form on some far off exoplanet. The Emberclaw Wraith is a nocturnal predator with a sleek, serpentine body cloaked in ember-like scales that glow faintly in the dark, resembling dying coals. It has four elongated limbs with webbed, clawed fingers that allow it to glide silently between the obsidian cliffs of its volcanic homeland. Its head features a jagged crest that crackles with fire-like energy, and its eyes glow a molten gold, piercing through ash-laden air. The Wraith’s forked tongue detects thermal signatures, and its tail ends in a bladed, whip-like appendage capable of slicing through rock. Its eerie, ember-lit silhouette inspires legends of ghostly infernos. The Trading Card background portrays the life forms environment, and fills the entire image area. The card features a filigree, minimalist Art Deco border with interlocking geometric lines rendered in metallic sfumato colors that subtly catch and reflect light. The border is entirely transparent, with no background fill, allowing the card’s main background to be visible through the design. Its delicate, unobtrusive pattern enhances the card’s refined appearance, evoking the timeless elegance and sophistication associated with the Art Deco era. The bottom of the card shows a simple yet elegant placard that bears the name "Emberclaw Wraith" in small, Art Deco lettering.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: surrealistic weirdness, time to die PRODUCTION PROMPT: Original prompt was used. <lora:cg_concept_style:0.64> <lora:dr_diffusion_negative-detail_enhancer_pnte_2_0:-0.42>
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: surrealistic weirdness, time to die PRODUCTION PROMPT: Original prompt was used. <lora:cg_concept_style:0.64> <lora:dr_diffusion_negative-detail_enhancer_pnte_2_0:-0.42>
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: surrealistic weirdness, time to die PRODUCTION PROMPT: Original prompt was used. <lora:cg_concept_style:0.64> <lora:dr_diffusion_negative-detail_enhancer_pnte_2_0:-0.42>
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: surrealistic weirdness, time to die PRODUCTION PROMPT: Original prompt was used. <lora:cg_concept_style:0.64> <lora:dr_diffusion_negative-detail_enhancer_pnte_2_0:-0.42>
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (jenny frison:1.4), as a (facepaint:1.6). An evocative and detailed Robot Fiction Science Fiction scene. PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (jenny frison:1.4), as a (facepaint:1.6). A lone robot stands at the edge of a deserted space station, its metallic body cast in a warm golden light as it gazes out into the depths of space. The robot's eyes glow with an ethereal blue light, as if fueled by a fire that burns within its digital soul. In the background, the dimly lit corridors of the space station stretch out like a labyrinth, their shadows stretching and twisting in the flickering light of dying engines. The robot's presence is imposing, yet melancholic, as if it has stood watch over this abandoned outpost for countless years, waiting for a signal that never came. The air around it seems heavy with the weight of forgotten dreams and broken promises, the silence punctuated only by the soft hum of its own systems and the distant creaking of twisted metal. In the foreground, a holographic display flickers to life, casting an otherworldly glow over the robot's face as it displays a cryptic message in bold, metallic letters: "Project Elysium - Status: Critical". The words seem to sear themselves into the robot's retina, fueling its solitary vigilance and determination to uncover the secrets that lie hidden within the depths of this forsaken station.
    **(Photorealistic, detailed, intricate, hyperreal)** A majestic "Enhance brightness, crispness, and detail. Generate a captivating, high-resolution image of a majestic griffin, its powerful form standing tall in the heart of an ancient, mystical forest at twilight. The creature's body should be intricately detailed, featuring a lion's hindquarters, a golden eagle's head and wings, and a mane that flows like a river of liquid sunlight. Its eyes glow with an otherworldly wisdom, reflecting the dying photorealistic, professional studio lighting, extreme photorealism, epic insanely beautiful, on the beach, (ultra-wide angle:1.3), pale skin, shadow, underexposed, faded, blurry, motion blur, ((grainy)),nicolas delort, light silver and turquoise Fujifilm X-T4, Sony FE 85mm f/1. 4 GM --ar 51:91 --style raw --s 750 --v 5. 1
    Crystal clear six-sided die on high-contrast black and white checkerboard surface, complex light refractions and caustics, macro photography detail, crisp shadows, style of Edward Weston, Josef Sudek, and product photography masters.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: surrealistic weirdness, time to die PRODUCTION PROMPT: A lonely, decaying clock stands at the edge of a desolate, twilight landscape, its ticking heart slowly coming to a stop as the darkness closes in around it. <lora:cg_concept_style:0.64> <lora:dr_diffusion_negative-detail_enhancer_pnte_2_0:-0.42>
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