Pure Apocalyptic prompts

7 months ago

A medium close-up of a mysterious dark gunslinger playing a violin in the ruins of a destroyed city under heavy rain. His face is hidden in shadow beneath a wide-brimmed hat. He wears a long, dark trench coat with no glowing effects. The atmosphere is moody and cinematic, with rain falling and broken buildings in the background. The ground is wet and reflective. The character's long hair flows slightly in the wind, and the scene has a gritty, post-apocalyptic fantasy western feel. No magical or glowing effects present, purely realistic and dramatic. --ar 2:3 --stylize 750 --v 7

8 months ago

Dark Fantasy, Cinematic, High Contrast, Ethereal Divine Light, Horror Atmosphere, Gothic Aesthetic) A monstrous shadow demon, its form ever-shifting like living smoke, lurks within the abyss. Its large, crooked grin glows faintly, stretched wide with eerie amusement, reminiscent of the Cheshire Cat, but far more sinister. Twin orange eyes burn like molten embers, piercing through the darkness, radiating pure malice. It moves within the shadows, slithering unseen through the night, feeding on fear, greed, and the darkest desires of those who dwell in the void. Tonight, however, it does not feast—it fights. Before it, the divine light pierces through the darkness, burning away its form like flame licking through parchment. The forces of light—radiant celestial beings, armored warriors of divine energy—stand firm, their glowing weapons carving through the swirling black mist that shapes the demon’s body. Golden rays of holy power clash against tendrils of shadow, forming a battlefield suspended between dimensions, where the war of purity and corruption wages endlessly. The demon recoils, its form distorting violently, its grin twisting into a snarl as the light sears through its essence. It is a creature that exists only in darkness—where the light touches, it begins to unravel. Yet, even as it retreats, it whispers in the air, its laughter a low, resonant echo that chills the bones of those who fight it. The light may burn it, but fear fuels it, and as long as darkness exists within the hearts of men, the demon will always return. The background is a surreal battlefield, an apocalyptic ruin where jagged spires and crumbling structures fade between shadow and reality. Above, the sky is torn in two—one half a swirling vortex of darkness, the other bathed in celestial radiance. The war between light and shadow rages on, an eternal clash of forces that neither side will ever truly win.

8 months ago

Dark Fantasy, Cinematic, High Contrast, Ethereal Divine Light, Horror Atmosphere, Gothic Aesthetic) A monstrous shadow demon, its form ever-shifting like living smoke, lurks within the abyss. Its large, crooked grin glows faintly, stretched wide with eerie amusement, reminiscent of the Cheshire Cat, but far more sinister. Twin orange eyes burn like molten embers, piercing through the darkness, radiating pure malice. It moves within the shadows, slithering unseen through the night, feeding on fear, greed, and the darkest desires of those who dwell in the void. Tonight, however, it does not feast—it fights. Before it, the divine light pierces through the darkness, burning away its form like flame licking through parchment. The forces of light—radiant celestial beings, armored warriors of divine energy—stand firm, their glowing weapons carving through the swirling black mist that shapes the demon’s body. Golden rays of holy power clash against tendrils of shadow, forming a battlefield suspended between dimensions, where the war of purity and corruption wages endlessly. The demon recoils, its form distorting violently, its grin twisting into a snarl as the light sears through its essence. It is a creature that exists only in darkness—where the light touches, it begins to unravel. Yet, even as it retreats, it whispers in the air, its laughter a low, resonant echo that chills the bones of those who fight it. The light may burn it, but fear fuels it, and as long as darkness exists within the hearts of men, the demon will always return. The background is a surreal battlefield, an apocalyptic ruin where jagged spires and crumbling structures fade between shadow and reality. Above, the sky is torn in two—one half a swirling vortex of darkness, the other bathed in celestial radiance. The war between light and shadow rages on, an eternal clash of forces that neither side will ever truly win.

3 months ago

Create an abstract painting where the cybernetic figure emerges from and decays into pure urban filth. The 3/4 pose should barely hold together, disintegrating into a maelstrom of caustic paint effects, chemical burns, and toxic waste. The pink hair should look like it's been dragged through hell - rendered as violent, contaminated streaks that appear to be actively decomposing, with areas where the paint bubbles and splits like festering wounds. Treat the canvas like an abandoned city wall - build up thick, crusty layers of media only to deliberately destroy them. The metallic bra and leather jacket should be buried under decades of grime, suggested only through traces of corroded metal and rotting leather visible beneath layers of industrial sludge. Add thick impasto areas that crack like dried mud, revealing diseased colors beneath. Create regions where multiple paint layers interact violently - separating, bleeding, and creating chemical reactions that eat through the surface. The cybernetic elements should look like they're actively decomposing - use techniques like acid etching, rust transfers, and actual material deterioration. Let paint thinner create unpredictable decay patterns. Include areas where metallic paint oxidizes into toxic blooms and where different media repel each other like oil and water, creating leprous textures. The background should feel like a toxic waste dump - incorporate actual dirt, rust, and urban debris into the paint. Use techniques that deliberately destroy the medium: oversaturate areas until the canvas rots, allow metallic elements to oxidize naturally, encourage paint to crack and flake. Add layers of grime using dry brushing with actual ash and dirt. Create effects that suggest chemical spills, acid rain damage, and industrial accidents through caustic color interactions and material decay. The color palette should feel diseased - contaminated pinks that turn gangrenous, metals oxidized to poisonous greens, blacks that break down into putrid browns. Every color should look like it's been soaked in toxic waste and left to rot. Build up texture with actual organic matter - coffee grounds, sand, rust - anything that adds real physical decay to the surface. The entire piece should look like it was created in a contaminated zone - intentionally damaged, corroded, and infected. The paint application should appear desperate and uncontrolled, as if the artist's tools were found in a junkyard. Let accidents and material failures become part of the piece - runs, drips, chemical reactions, and decomposition should all contribute to its apocalyptic aesthetic.