agony Stable Diffusion prompts

8 months ago

A monstrous, armored demon knight stands at the edge of a ruined gothic cathedral, its body wrapped in black, cracked plate armor covered in ancient infernal etchings. Its face is hidden beneath a horned, iron helmet, but behind the visor, two eerie red slits glow like dying embers. Chains dangle from its arms and shoulders, dragging across the ground as it moves, emitting an unholy rattling sound. Its clawed gauntlets grip a massive zweihänder sword, blackened with centuries of cursed energy. The ruined cathedral behind it is engulfed in an eerie crimson mist, as twisted statues of weeping angels watch in silent agony. A trail of burned earth follows in its wake, as if the very ground rejects its existence. Shadows stretch unnaturally toward it, bending in its presence, as if trying to escape the abyss that spawned it."

8 months ago

A monstrous, armored demon knight stands at the edge of a ruined gothic cathedral, its body wrapped in black, cracked plate armor covered in ancient infernal etchings. Its face is hidden beneath a horned, iron helmet, but behind the visor, two eerie red slits glow like dying embers. Chains dangle from its arms and shoulders, dragging across the ground as it moves, emitting an unholy rattling sound. Its clawed gauntlets grip a massive zweihänder sword, blackened with centuries of cursed energy. The ruined cathedral behind it is engulfed in an eerie crimson mist, as twisted statues of weeping angels watch in silent agony. A trail of burned earth follows in its wake, as if the very ground rejects its existence. Shadows stretch unnaturally toward it, bending in its presence, as if trying to escape the abyss that spawned it."

8 months ago

"A gaunt, undead Koschei Revenant drifts forward, its skeletal form barely covered by the tattered remains of royal robes embroidered with golden Slavic patterns. Its bony hands grip a twisted staff carved from blackened wood, crackling faintly with necrotic energy. Its sunken face is wrapped in a sickly, pale glow, and its hollow eyes seem to pierce into the soul of whoever dares to gaze upon it. Behind it, an abandoned ice-covered palace stretches into the storm-filled sky, its broken windows reflecting ghostly lights. The air around it is filled with swirling, spectral figures, whispering in an ancient tongue as they swirl in agony."