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    " sorce_9_up, source_8_up, source_7_up, masterpiece, ultra_res, high_res, obsidian armor forged from the darkest void, but the gold trim seems almost too inviting, accentuating her curves like a second skin. Her hair, black as midnight, crackles with dark energy, swirling like an eclipse. Every movement is calculated, graceful, but charged with dangerous energy, a deadly seduction hidden beneath the surface. Her spear, glowing with starlight, hums with power as she moves, and yet it’s her eyes, gleaming like blackened suns, that hold your attention—commanding, burning with an energy you can’t escape. The gold in her armor contrasts sharply with the dark aura surrounding her, a visual paradox that drags you deeper into her world, into a power you can’t resist. She is both the promise of destruction and the lure of the unknown, pulling you in, tempting you to step too close."
    On the edge of dawn and midnight, a robed priest trembles at diamond-winged seraphs and obsidian demons locked in eternal fight. Guardians of pearly gates, haloed in starlight, wield azure flame swords while crimson legions from magma depths seek infamy in scarlet halls of night. Cosmic balance hangs by gossamer threads as good and evil clash, each soul a kaleidoscope where light and darkness crash. Celestial choirs raise crystal voices against demons' roar, the righteous and fallen wage never-ending war. Heaven's aurora shines above, Hell's fire burns below. Where will lost souls go? Archangels in platinum armor face lords of sin in smoke-black mail, each victory and defeat feeds the cosmic scale. Pray for strength when darkness seems to extinguish hope's candle. Remember a spark of faith can pierce night blacker than a devil's sandal. Warriors of virtue stand against onyx tides while tempters whisper promises of glittering power. The choice lies in each heart to soar or dive in this hue-painted struggle. Between realms of ecstasy and pain, the rainbow battle rages. Which path will your prism soul choose?
    “Create an ad that reads: ‘Give us your buzz, and we’ll give you… Nothing but Smiling!’ The design should feel playful and welcoming, with a cheerful color scheme—think bright yellows, blues, and whites. Center the text in a fun, bold font with a happy, slightly mischievous vibe. Add a big, warm smiley face or a series of happy faces around the message to emphasize the ‘smiling’ theme. Keep it minimal yet eye-catching, so the focus remains on the fun promise of sharing smiles. The overall feel should be uplifting, inviting viewers to join in on the lighthearted fun.”
    “Create an ad that reads: ‘Give us your buzz, and we’ll give you… Nothing but Smiling!’ The design should feel playful and welcoming, with a cheerful color scheme—think bright yellows, blues, and whites. Center the text in a fun, bold font with a happy, slightly mischievous vibe. Add a big, warm smiley face or a series of happy faces around the message to emphasize the ‘smiling’ theme. Keep it minimal yet eye-catching, so the focus remains on the fun promise of sharing smiles. The overall feel should be uplifting, inviting viewers to join in on the lighthearted fun.”
    A colossal, ancient turtle floating in cosmic space, its enormous shell carrying the entire Earth. The turtle's eyes are wise and kind, reflecting stars and galaxies. A brilliant, ethereal beam of light extends from the turtle's shell, stretching infinitely across the universe. On its weathered shell, tiny figures of people can be seen making vows and promises. The turtle is surrounded by a mix of oceanic and terrestrial elements, with water and land seamlessly blending on its back. A small child stands in awe at the edge of the shell, gazing up at the turtle's massive head and the mesmerizing beam above. The scene is rendered in a dreamy, ethereal style with a cosmic background of nebulae and distant planets. The beam pulses with energy, suggesting it supports the structure of reality itself. Highly detailed, majestic, surreal, epic scale."
    "In the frozen, crystal expanse of a snow-shrouded field, a blizzard raged, its icy tendrils swirling like a chorus of ghostly ballerinas. Amidst the tempest, a trail of crimson footprints blazed like rubies, leading away from the viewer's gaze and into the dark, velvety maw of a distant forest. The snowflakes danced around each print, as if attempting to erase the bloody path, but the stains persisted, like the faint, rose-tinted whispers of a forgotten tragedy. In the distance, the forest loomed, its silhouette a jagged, inky slash across the horizon, its darkness seeming to seethe and twist, like a living, sentient entity, waiting to devour the secrets that the footprints promised to reveal." highest-Quality, intricate details, visually stunning, Masterpiece
    Prepare for an extraordinary Labor Day celebration where your dedication and effort are met with unmatched rewards. Imagine stepping into a lively atmosphere, where a striking cardboard display titled ‘Labor Day Buzz’ stands tall, adorned with intricate designs and vibrant colors that capture the spirit of the day. The sign draws you in, hinting at the exclusive surprises and luxurious offers waiting just for you. Whether you’re seeking relaxation or indulgence, our carefully curated experiences and top-tier rewards promise to elevate your Labor Day to new heights. Seize this opportunity to celebrate your achievements in style – because this day is all about honoring the hard work that powers our world.
    Immerse yourself in this breathtaking masterpiece that seamlessly combines the wonders of nature and imagination. The image presents a surreal, otherworldly landscape where a cascade of vibrant, swirling auroras paints the sky with rich, electric hues. Beneath this celestial light show, a serene, crystalline lake stretches out, perfectly mirroring the colorful spectacle above, creating a mesmerizing visual symmetry. Majestic, snow-capped mountains rise in the background, their rugged peaks softened by the gentle glow of the auroras. The intricate details of the scene, from the delicate ripples on the water's surface to the subtle interplay of light and shadow on the mountains, invite viewers to explore and lose themselves in this stunning panorama. The image captures a harmonious blend of natural beauty and fantastical elements, making it a captivating visual experience that promises to spark imagination and wonder. Dive into this vivid, enchanting world and let it inspire your sense of awe and creativity.
    "A breathtakingly beautiful 35-year-old woman, her divine form sculpted to perfection. Her skin glows with an ethereal radiance, her eyes, a mesmerizing shade of deep, sultry purple, shimmer with ancient wisdom and seductive allure. Long, dark lashes frame her piercing gaze, and her pupils dilate, promising a world of forbidden pleasure. Her long, flowing hair, styled in loose, cascading waves, is a mesmerizing shade of midnight black. Her makeup, smoky and sultry, accentuates her piercing gaze and full, inviting lips. Dressed in a form-fitting, crimson gown that clings to her curves, she exudes a captivating sensuality, a modern goddess of lust. She leans forward, her gaze locked on an unseen target, a seductive smirk playing on her lips. Her body language is poised and inviting, ready to ensnare her victim in a web of passion and desire."
    "A tiny, adorable baby fire Phoenix, its body a vibrant, flaming fireball, emerged from a large pile of ash, its beady, black eyes shining with a fierce, inner light. The Phoenix's tiny, delicate wings, a whispered promise of future greatness, unfolded from its back, like a lotus blooming in the flames. The Phoenix's flaming feathers, a soft, glowing ember red, seemed to dance and shimmer, like a thousand tiny flames, infusing the creature with a magical, otherworldly aura. The Phoenix's body, a swirling, fiery vortex, seemed to pulse with an inner light, as if the very essence of fire and rebirth had been distilled into this one, perfect form. The overall effect was one of breathtaking, adorable cuteness, as if the Phoenix were a living, breathing embodiment of the cycle of life and death, born from the ashes, reborn in fire and glory. The Phoenix's flaming body seemed to radiate a warm, golden glow, like a tiny, fiery sun, illuminating the surrounding ash and darkness."
    "A tiny, adorable baby fire Phoenix, its body a vibrant, flaming fireball, emerged from a large pile of ash, its beady, black eyes shining with a fierce, inner light. The Phoenix's tiny, delicate wings, a whispered promise of future greatness, unfolded from its back, like a lotus blooming in the flames. The Phoenix's flaming feathers, a soft, glowing ember red, seemed to dance and shimmer, like a thousand tiny flames, infusing the creature with a magical, otherworldly aura. The Phoenix's body, a swirling, fiery vortex, seemed to pulse with an inner light, as if the very essence of fire and rebirth had been distilled into this one, perfect form. The overall effect was one of breathtaking, adorable cuteness, as if the Phoenix were a living, breathing embodiment of the cycle of life and death, born from the ashes, reborn in fire and glory. The Phoenix's flaming body seemed to radiate a warm, golden glow, like a tiny, fiery sun, illuminating the surrounding ash and darkness."
    Why would a bear write complete nonsense into the prompt? Why would a bear leave image generation results up to a fate? Well, that's because the bear just wasted 100 buzz trying to adjust a really promising prompt but it just didn't go anywhere. Rather than wasting the rest of the buzz failing at that, isn't it better to just expect failure and leave it up to fate? Maybe the bear will get something interesting this way, and having no expectations means the results will certainly surpass the expectations.
    (masterpiece sci-fi dark gritty hyperrealisitic security cam footage 8k)  Imagine a pathfinder 2 bustling port city nestled between a verdant, ancient forest and the crashing waves of the vast, unexplored ocean. This is Otari, a young settlement brimming with life, a melting pot of cultures drawn to the promise of adventure and new beginnings.
    “Create an ad that reads: ‘Give us your buzz, and we’ll give you… Nothing but Smiling!’ The design should feel playful and welcoming, with a cheerful color scheme—think bright yellows, blues, and whites. Center the text in a fun, bold font with a happy, slightly mischievous vibe. Add a big, warm smiley face or a series of happy faces around the message to emphasize the ‘smiling’ theme. Keep it minimal yet eye-catching, so the focus remains on the fun promise of sharing smiles. The overall feel should be uplifting, inviting viewers to join in on the lighthearted fun.”
    Gear up for an all-American Labor Day celebration with a powerful twist! Picture an intense scene featuring a fierce, burgundy bull snorting with rage, its hooves digging into the ground, ready to charge. Beside this formidable creature stands a proud female worker, embodying the strength and resilience of the workforce. Towering above them is a bold cardboard display emblazoned with the defiant message ‘CAIRO VATTENE!’ in vibrant lettering, underscored by the stars and stripes of the American flag. The scene is a dynamic fusion of patriotic fervor and unyielding determination, capturing the essence of the day. Dive into an atmosphere of raw energy and uncover exclusive surprises and top-tier rewards tailored just for you. Whether you’re here to relax or channel your inner power, our Labor Day offerings promise to make this celebration unforgettable. Because this day is not just about honoring labor – it’s about standing up for what you believe in with unwavering resolve
    “A menacing figure lurks in the dimly lit corner of an old wooden cabin, their face partially obscured by the deep hood of a tattered red cloak. Flickering candlelight casts jagged shadows across the rough-hewn walls, momentarily revealing a scarred face and a cruel smirk. Their stance is tense but assured, one hand resting on the hilt of a notched shortsword, the other concealed beneath their cloak, perhaps gripping something more sinister. The air is thick with the scent of sweat, ale, and damp wood, mingling with the faint metallic tang of old blood. Outside, the wind howls through the trees, masking the low murmur of hushed voices—whispers of intimidation, threats, and the promise of violence.”
    "A tiny, adorable baby fire Phoenix, its downy, flaming feathers a soft, glowing ember red, emerged from a pile of ash, its beady, black eyes shining with a fierce, inner light. The Phoenix's tiny, delicate wings, a whispered promise of future greatness, unfolded from its back, like a lotus blooming in the flames. A soft, golden glow seemed to emanate from the Phoenix's body, as if the very essence of fire and rebirth had been distilled into this one, perfect form. The ash around the Phoenix seemed to shimmer and dance, as if the flames themselves were rejoicing in the Phoenix's rebirth. Tiny, sparkling flames danced in the Phoenix's feathers, like a thousand tiny stars, infusing the creature with a magical, otherworldly aura. The overall effect was one of breathtaking, fiery wonder, as if the Phoenix were a living, breathing embodiment of the cycle of life and death, born from the ashes, reborn in fire and glory."
    "A colossal, ancient turtle floating in cosmic space, its enormous shell carrying the entire Earth. The turtle's eyes are wise and kind, reflecting stars and galaxies. On its weathered shell, tiny figures of people can be seen making vows and promises. The turtle is surrounded by a mix of oceanic and terrestrial elements, with water and land seamlessly blending on its back. A small child stands in awe at the edge of the shell, gazing up at the turtle's massive head. The scene is rendered in a dreamy, ethereal style with a cosmic background of nebulae and distant planets. Highly detailed, majestic, surreal, epic scale."
This prompt incorporates key elements from the poem:
The enormous turtle
The Earth on its shell
The turtle's kind and thoughtful nature
The concept of vows being made on its back
The turtle's connection to both land and sea
The mention of a child
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    In a dark and foreboding high fantasy realm, a powerful ginger-haired sorceress stands alone on the edge of a jagged cliff, overlooking a desolate, cursed valley. Her long, fiery red hair whips around her in the howling wind, glowing ominously in the pale, sickly light of a blood-red moon. She wears a black, tattered robe that clings to her form, adorned with dark, ancient runes that pulse with a sinister, eerie glow.
Her emerald eyes burn with an intense, almost malevolent power as she conjures dark magic between her hands, swirling with shadows and tendrils of dark energy that seem to devour the light around them. The air around her crackles with energy, charged with the ominous promise of destruction.
The landscape below is a twisted, nightmarish forest filled with dead, gnarled trees that claw at the sky, and the distant mountains are shrouded in perpetual darkness, their peaks crowned with the ruins of forgotten, haunted castles. The sky above is a swirling mass of dark clouds, occasionally split by flashes of eerie, blood-red lightning, casting fleeting, twisted shadows across the land.
The scene is a powerful blend of dark magic and high fantasy, where the beauty of the sorceress contrasts with the malevolence of her power, creating an image that is both haunting and awe-inspiring.
    "A breathtakingly beautiful 35-year-old woman, her divine form sculpted to perfection. Her skin glows with an ethereal radiance, her eyes, a mesmerizing shade of deep, sultry purple, shimmer with ancient wisdom and seductive allure. Long, dark lashes frame her piercing gaze, and her pupils dilate, promising a world of forbidden pleasure. Her long, flowing hair, styled in loose, cascading waves, is a mesmerizing shade of midnight black. Her makeup, smoky and sultry, accentuates her piercing gaze and full, inviting lips. Dressed in a form-fitting, crimson gown that clings to her curves, she exudes a captivating sensuality, a modern goddess of lust. She leans forward, her gaze locked on an unseen target, a seductive smirk playing on her lips. Her body language is poised and inviting, ready to ensnare her victim in a web of passion and desire. Her victims, lost in her intoxicating gaze, succumb to her allure, their souls consumed by the fiery passion she ignites within them."
    In a dark, ancient forest, a massive torii gate looms—its structure a grotesque fusion of bone and sinew, as if the earth itself birthed it. This gate marks the entrance to a twisted temple, where stone merges with living flesh, walls pulsing with dark, rhythmic energy. Above, the sky is an ominous swirl of purples, molten oranges, and electric blues, casting a sickly light as a battle rages unseen.
At the gate, warriors stand in eerie silence, encased in biomechanical armor that fuses with their bodies, their faces hidden behind skeletal masks, eyes glowing with cold, inhuman resolve. Drawn by the promise of an ancient, living artifact, they grip weapons that pulse as if alive, extensions of their very flesh.
The air is thick and suffocating, as though the forest itself is a sentient being, watching through countless unseen eyes. A nearby pool of dark liquid reflects the distorted sky and the flickering lights of the distant conflict. The crescent moon, sharp and metallic, casts jagged, creeping shadows that slither across the ground.
The warriors exchange silent, knowing glances. With a final nod, they advance, their steps synchronized and mechanical. They march toward the temple’s maw, prepared to face the nightmarish, biomechanical horrors within, their resolve as unyielding as the twisted world around them.
    “Create an ad that reads: ‘Give us your buzz, and we’ll give you… Nothing but Smiling!’ The design should feel playful and welcoming, with a cheerful color scheme—think bright yellows, blues, and whites. Center the text in a fun, bold font with a happy, slightly mischievous vibe. Add a big, warm smiley face or a series of happy faces around the message to emphasize the ‘smiling’ theme. Keep it minimal yet eye-catching, so the focus remains on the fun promise of sharing smiles. The overall feel should be uplifting, inviting viewers to join in on the lighthearted fun.”
    On the edge of light and shadow
A priest beholds the sight
Of angels and of demons locked
In everlasting fight
Guardians of heaven's gates
Wield swords of holy flame
While legions from the depths below
Seek glory in Hell's name
The balance hangs by threads of fate
As good and evil clash
Each soul becomes a battleground
Where light and darkness crash
Celestial choirs raise their voice
Against the demons' roar
The righteous and the fallen wage
Their never-ending war
Heaven's light shines from above
Hell's fire burns below
Caught between these mighty forces
Where will lost souls go?
Archangels in their armor bright
Face lords of sin and shame
Each victory and each defeat
Feeds the cosmic game
Pray for strength in troubled times
When darkness seems to win
Remember that the smallest light
Can pierce the darkest sin
Warriors of virtue stand
Against the tides of night
While tempters whisper promises
Of power and delight
The choice lies with each mortal heart
To rise or to descend
In this eternal struggle that
May never have an end
Between the realms of joy and pain
Between the high and low
The battle rages on and on
Which path will you choose to go?
Good and evil, intertwined
In life's complex design
The war within, the war without
Your soul is on the line
    Anime night scene from a grassy hill, slow drifting clouds parting to reveal a glowing full moon, faint flickering stars begin to shimmer, fireflies floating softly near the ground, distant city lights twinkling far below, soft purple-blues and silver light, deeply emotional, ultra-detailed.
Inspired by: The Place Promised in Our Early Days
    “Create an ad that reads: ‘Give us your buzz, and we’ll give you… Nothing but Smiling!’ The design should feel playful and welcoming, with a cheerful color scheme—think bright yellows, blues, and whites. Center the text in a fun, bold font with a happy, slightly mischievous vibe. Add a big, warm smiley face or a series of happy faces around the message to emphasize the ‘smiling’ theme. Keep it minimal yet eye-catching, so the focus remains on the fun promise of sharing smiles. The overall feel should be uplifting, inviting viewers to join in on the lighthearted fun.”
    In a small coastal town haunted by echoes of madness, a group of amateur archaeologists stumbles upon an ancient tome whispered to hold the secrets of Cthulhu fhtagn. They are lured by promises of glory and forgotten knowledge. As they decipher the cryptic language, they inadvertently awaken slumbering entities that warp reality around them. 
The town begins to change—strange events unfold; shadows dance in the corners of their vision, and townsfolk vanish into thin air. The archaeologists quickly realize they are not just uncovering history but tearing the veil that keeps monstrous horrors at bay. 
As paranoia mounts, friendships fracture, and the group divides into factions—those seeking power and those striving to undo their mistake. The ultimate twist reveals that their leader, once a skeptic, has always been a vessel for the awakening deity, poised to usher in chaos. 
In a gripping climax, the remaining members must confront both their friend and the darkness threatening to consume them. Will they find a way to seal the ancient pact, or will they become pawns in a game far older than time?
    On the edge of light and shadow
A priest beholds the sight
Of angels and of demons locked
In everlasting fight
Guardians of heaven's gates
Wield swords of holy flame
While legions from the depths below
Seek glory in Hell's name
The balance hangs by threads of fate
As good and evil clash
Each soul becomes a battleground
Where light and darkness crash
Celestial choirs raise their voice
Against the demons' roar
The righteous and the fallen wage
Their never-ending war
Heaven's light shines from above
Hell's fire burns below
Caught between these mighty forces
Where will lost souls go?
Archangels in their armor bright
Face lords of sin and shame
Each victory and each defeat
Feeds the cosmic game
Pray for strength in troubled times
When darkness seems to win
Remember that the smallest light
Can pierce the darkest sin
Warriors of virtue stand
Against the tides of night
While tempters whisper promises
Of power and delight
The choice lies with each mortal heart
To rise or to descend
In this eternal struggle that
May never have an end
Between the realms of joy and pain
Between the high and low
The battle rages on and on
Which path will you choose to go?
Good and evil, intertwined
In life's complex design
The war within, the war without
Your soul is on the line
    A dejected dog with ears weighed down by the rain and a bedraggled cat with matted whiskers stand united, paws side by side, clutching a sodden cardboard sign that reads "Spare Some Buzz?" in crude, water-bleached letters. The alleyway, a kaleidoscope of reflected city lights, glistens with rain-soaked puddles that mirror the neon glow of towering skyscrapers. Inspired by the gritty urban landscapes of Andreas Gursky, the moody lighting of Gregory Crewdson, and the cinematic grandeur of Roger Deakins, this cinematic film still is rendered in warm, muted tones, with a subtle film grain and vignette, evoking the nostalgia of 35mm film. The atmosphere is thick with tension, the air heavy with the promise of a stormy night, as the unlikely duo waits in hope of a sympathetic stranger.
    “Create an ad that reads: ‘Give us your buzz, and we’ll give you… Nothing but Smiling!’ The design should feel playful and welcoming, with a cheerful color scheme—think bright yellows, blues, and whites. Center the text in a fun, bold font with a happy, slightly mischievous vibe. Add a big, warm smiley face or a series of happy faces around the message to emphasize the ‘smiling’ theme. Keep it minimal yet eye-catching, so the focus remains on the fun promise of sharing smiles. The overall feel should be uplifting, inviting viewers to join in on the lighthearted fun.”
    Immerse yourself in this breathtaking masterpiece that seamlessly combines the wonders of nature and imagination. The image presents a surreal, otherworldly landscape where a cascade of vibrant, swirling auroras paints the sky with rich, electric hues. Beneath this celestial light show, a serene, crystalline lake stretches out, perfectly mirroring the colorful spectacle above, creating a mesmerizing visual symmetry. Majestic, snow-capped mountains rise in the background, their rugged peaks softened by the gentle glow of the auroras. The intricate details of the scene, from the delicate ripples on the water's surface to the subtle interplay of light and shadow on the mountains, invite viewers to explore and lose themselves in this stunning panorama. The image captures a harmonious blend of natural beauty and fantastical elements, making it a captivating visual experience that promises to spark imagination and wonder. Dive into this vivid, enchanting world and let it inspire your sense of awe and creativity.
    In a small coastal town haunted by echoes of madness, a group of amateur archaeologists stumbles upon an ancient tome whispered to hold the secrets of Cthulhu fhtagn. They are lured by promises of glory and forgotten knowledge. As they decipher the cryptic language, they inadvertently awaken slumbering entities that warp reality around them. 
The town begins to change—strange events unfold; shadows dance in the corners of their vision, and townsfolk vanish into thin air. The archaeologists quickly realize they are not just uncovering history but tearing the veil that keeps monstrous horrors at bay. 
As paranoia mounts, friendships fracture, and the group divides into factions—those seeking power and those striving to undo their mistake. The ultimate twist reveals that their leader, once a skeptic, has always been a vessel for the awakening deity, poised to usher in chaos. 
In a gripping climax, the remaining members must confront both their friend and the darkness threatening to consume them. Will they find a way to seal the ancient pact, or will they become pawns in a game far older than time?
    In a small coastal town haunted by echoes of madness, a group of amateur archaeologists stumbles upon an ancient tome whispered to hold the secrets of Cthulhu fhtagn. They are lured by promises of glory and forgotten knowledge. As they decipher the cryptic language, they inadvertently awaken slumbering entities that warp reality around them. 
The town begins to change—strange events unfold; shadows dance in the corners of their vision, and townsfolk vanish into thin air. The archaeologists quickly realize they are not just uncovering history but tearing the veil that keeps monstrous horrors at bay. 
As paranoia mounts, friendships fracture, and the group divides into factions—those seeking power and those striving to undo their mistake. The ultimate twist reveals that their leader, once a skeptic, has always been a vessel for the awakening deity, poised to usher in chaos. 
In a gripping climax, the remaining members must confront both their friend and the darkness threatening to consume them. Will they find a way to seal the ancient pact, or will they become pawns in a game far older than time?
    "A tiny, adorable baby fire Phoenix, its downy, flaming feathers a soft, glowing ember red, emerged from a pile of ash, its beady, black eyes shining with a fierce, inner light. The Phoenix's tiny, delicate wings, a whispered promise of future greatness, unfolded from its back, like a lotus blooming in the flames. A soft, golden glow seemed to emanate from the Phoenix's body, as if the very essence of fire and rebirth had been distilled into this one, perfect form. The ash around the Phoenix seemed to shimmer and dance, as if the flames themselves were rejoicing in the Phoenix's rebirth. Tiny, sparkling flames danced in the Phoenix's feathers, like a thousand tiny stars, infusing the creature with a magical, otherworldly aura. The overall effect was one of breathtaking, fiery wonder, as if the Phoenix were a living, breathing embodiment of the cycle of life and death, born from the ashes, reborn in fire and glory."
    Hailing from the infernal realms, Devils are powerful minions of evil. Brought to the Retroverse by Cultists promising them power, the Devils find they cannot escape their newfound homes. Thwarted at every attempt for freedom, the Devils take out their frustration on all they can get their claws on. Nevertheless, the Devils are a dangerous and organized force, drawing on the Nine Circles of Hell to tempt and confuse other races in their quest for Chaos.
    Gear up for an all-American Labor Day celebration with a powerful twist! Picture an intense scene featuring a fierce, burgundy bull snorting with rage, its hooves digging into the ground, ready to charge. Beside this formidable creature stands a proud female worker, embodying the strength and resilience of the workforce. Towering above them is a bold cardboard display emblazoned with the defiant message ‘CAIRO VATTENE!’ in vibrant lettering, underscored by the stars and stripes of the American flag. The scene is a dynamic fusion of patriotic fervor and unyielding determination, capturing the essence of the day. Dive into an atmosphere of raw energy and uncover exclusive surprises and top-tier rewards tailored just for you. Whether you’re here to relax or channel your inner power, our Labor Day offerings promise to make this celebration unforgettable. Because this day is not just about honoring labor – it’s about standing up for what you believe in with unwavering resolve
    Gear up for an all-American Labor Day celebration with a powerful twist! Picture an intense scene featuring a fierce, burgundy bull snorting with rage, its hooves digging into the ground, ready to charge. Beside this formidable creature stands a proud female worker, embodying the strength and resilience of the workforce. Towering above them is a bold cardboard display emblazoned with the defiant message ‘CAIRO VATTENE!’ in vibrant lettering, underscored by the stars and stripes of the American flag. The scene is a dynamic fusion of patriotic fervor and unyielding determination, capturing the essence of the day. Dive into an atmosphere of raw energy and uncover exclusive surprises and top-tier rewards tailored just for you. Whether you’re here to relax or channel your inner power, our Labor Day offerings promise to make this celebration unforgettable. Because this day is not just about honoring labor – it’s about standing up for what you believe in with unwavering resolve
    In a dark, ancient forest, a massive torii gate looms—its structure a grotesque fusion of bone and sinew, as if the earth itself birthed it. This gate marks the entrance to a twisted temple, where stone merges with living flesh, walls pulsing with dark, rhythmic energy. Above, the sky is an ominous swirl of purples, molten oranges, and electric blues, casting a sickly light as a battle rages unseen.
At the gate, warriors stand in eerie silence, encased in biomechanical armor that fuses with their bodies, their faces hidden behind skeletal masks, eyes glowing with cold, inhuman resolve. Drawn by the promise of an ancient, living artifact, they grip weapons that pulse as if alive, extensions of their very flesh.
The air is thick and suffocating, as though the forest itself is a sentient being, watching through countless unseen eyes. A nearby pool of dark liquid reflects the distorted sky and the flickering lights of the distant conflict. The crescent moon, sharp and metallic, casts jagged, creeping shadows that slither across the ground.
The warriors exchange silent, knowing glances. With a final nod, they advance, their steps synchronized and mechanical. They march toward the temple’s maw, prepared to face the nightmarish, biomechanical horrors within, their resolve as unyielding as the twisted world around them.
    End of passion play, crumbling away
I'm your source of self-destruction
Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear
Leading on your deaths construction
Taste me you will see
more is all you need
you're dedicated to
how I'm killing you
Come crawling faster
obey your Master
your life burns faster
obey your Master
Master
Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Needlework the way, never you betray
life of death becoming clearer
Pain monopoly, ritual misery
chop your breakfast on a mirror
Taste me you will see
more is all you need
you're dedicated to
how I'm killing you
Come crawling faster
obey your Master
your life burns faster
obey your Master
Master
Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master, Master, Where's the dreams that I've been after?
Master, Master, You promised only lies
Laughter, Laughter, All I hear or see is laughter
Laughter, Laughter, laughing at my cries
Hell is worth all that, natural habitat
just a rhyme without a reason
Neverending maze, drift on numbered days
now your life is out of season
I will occupy
I will help you die
I will run through you
Now I rule you too
    "A colossal, ancient turtle floating in cosmic space, its enormous shell carrying the entire Earth. The turtle's eyes are wise and kind, reflecting stars and galaxies. On its weathered shell, tiny figures of people can be seen making vows and promises. The turtle is surrounded by a mix of oceanic and terrestrial elements, with water and land seamlessly blending on its back. . The scene is rendered in a dreamy, ethereal style with a cosmic background of nebulae and distant planets. Highly detailed, majestic, surreal, epic scale."
    Gear up for an all-American Labor Day celebration with a powerful twist! Picture an intense scene featuring a fierce, burgundy bull snorting with rage, its hooves digging into the ground, ready to charge. Beside this formidable creature stands a proud female worker, embodying the strength and resilience of the workforce. Towering above them is a bold cardboard display emblazoned with the defiant message ‘CAIRO VATTENE!’ in vibrant lettering, underscored by the stars and stripes of the American flag. The scene is a dynamic fusion of patriotic fervor and unyielding determination, capturing the essence of the day. Dive into an atmosphere of raw energy and uncover exclusive surprises and top-tier rewards tailored just for you. Whether you’re here to relax or channel your inner power, our Labor Day offerings promise to make this celebration unforgettable. Because this day is not just about honoring labor – it’s about standing up for what you believe in with unwavering resolve
    Immerse yourself in this breathtaking masterpiece that seamlessly combines the wonders of nature and imagination. The image presents a surreal, otherworldly landscape where a cascade of vibrant, swirling auroras paints the sky with rich, electric hues. Beneath this celestial light show, a serene, crystalline lake stretches out, perfectly mirroring the colorful spectacle above, creating a mesmerizing visual symmetry. Majestic, snow-capped mountains rise in the background, their rugged peaks softened by the gentle glow of the auroras. The intricate details of the scene, from the delicate ripples on the water's surface to the subtle interplay of light and shadow on the mountains, invite viewers to explore and lose themselves in this stunning panorama. The image captures a harmonious blend of natural beauty and fantastical elements, making it a captivating visual experience that promises to spark imagination and wonder. Dive into this vivid, enchanting world and let it inspire your sense of awe and creativity.
    End of passion play, crumbling away
I'm your source of self-destruction
Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear
Leading on your deaths construction
Taste me you will see
more is all you need
you're dedicated to
how I'm killing you
Come crawling faster
obey your Master
your life burns faster
obey your Master
Master
Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Needlework the way, never you betray
life of death becoming clearer
Pain monopoly, ritual misery
chop your breakfast on a mirror
Taste me you will see
more is all you need
you're dedicated to
how I'm killing you
Come crawling faster
obey your Master
your life burns faster
obey your Master
Master
Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master, Master, Where's the dreams that I've been after?
Master, Master, You promised only lies
Laughter, Laughter, All I hear or see is laughter
Laughter, Laughter, laughing at my cries
Hell is worth all that, natural habitat
just a rhyme without a reason
Neverending maze, drift on numbered days
now your life is out of season
I will occupy
I will help you die
I will run through you
Now I rule you too
    On the edge of dawn and midnight, a robed priest trembles at diamond-winged seraphs and obsidian demons locked in eternal fight. Guardians of pearly gates, haloed in starlight, wield azure flame swords while crimson legions from magma depths seek infamy in scarlet halls of night. Cosmic balance hangs by gossamer threads as good and evil clash, each soul a kaleidoscope where light and darkness crash. Celestial choirs raise crystal voices against demons' roar, the righteous and fallen wage never-ending war. Heaven's aurora shines above, Hell's fire burns below. Where will lost souls go? Archangels in platinum armor face lords of sin in smoke-black mail, each victory and defeat feeds the cosmic scale. Pray for strength when darkness seems to extinguish hope's candle. Remember a spark of faith can pierce night blacker than a devil's sandal. Warriors of virtue stand against onyx tides while tempters whisper promises of glittering power. The choice lies in each heart to soar or dive in this hue-painted struggle. Between realms of ecstasy and pain, the rainbow battle rages. Which path will your prism soul choose?
    Anime night scene from a grassy hill, slow drifting clouds parting to reveal a glowing full moon, faint flickering stars begin to shimmer, fireflies floating softly near the ground, distant city lights twinkling far below, soft purple-blues and silver light, deeply emotional, ultra-detailed.
Inspired by: The Place Promised in Our Early Days
    End of passion play, crumbling away
I'm your source of self-destruction
Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear
Leading on your deaths construction
Taste me you will see
more is all you need
you're dedicated to
how I'm killing you
Come crawling faster
obey your Master
your life burns faster
obey your Master
Master
Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Needlework the way, never you betray
life of death becoming clearer
Pain monopoly, ritual misery
chop your breakfast on a mirror
Taste me you will see
more is all you need
you're dedicated to
how I'm killing you
Come crawling faster
obey your Master
your life burns faster
obey your Master
Master
Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master, Master, Where's the dreams that I've been after?
Master, Master, You promised only lies
Laughter, Laughter, All I hear or see is laughter
Laughter, Laughter, laughing at my cries
Hell is worth all that, natural habitat
just a rhyme without a reason
Neverending maze, drift on numbered days
now your life is out of season
I will occupy
I will help you die
I will run through you
Now I rule you too
    "A breathtakingly beautiful 35-year-old woman, her divine form sculpted to perfection. Her skin glows with an ethereal radiance, her eyes, a mesmerizing shade of deep, sultry purple, shimmer with ancient wisdom and seductive allure. Long, dark lashes frame her piercing gaze, and her pupils dilate, promising a world of forbidden pleasure. Her long, flowing hair, styled in loose, cascading waves, is a mesmerizing shade of midnight black. Her makeup, smoky and sultry, accentuates her piercing gaze and full, inviting lips. Dressed in a form-fitting, crimson gown that clings to her curves, she exudes a captivating sensuality, a modern goddess of lust. She leans forward, her gaze locked on an unseen target, a seductive smirk playing on her lips. Her body language is poised and inviting, ready to ensnare her victim in a web of passion and desire."
    In the shadowy streets of Providence, a struggling artist named Clara discovers a hidden talent for capturing the essence of the supernatural in her paintings. One evening, while wandering the dim alleys, she stumbles upon an ancient tome in a forgotten bookstore. The book whispers secrets of long-lost spirits, promising vivid dreams and visions in exchange for her soul's essence.
As Clara immerses herself in her work, her paintings come to life, revealing eerie scenes of the town’s dark past. The spirits she conjures beg for release from their torment, but each stroke of her brush draws her deeper into their world. Clara begins to lose her grip on reality, haunted by the very entities she sought to portray.
In a climactic twist, Clara realizes the book isn’t a gateway; it’s a prison for trapped souls. To save herself and the spirits, she must destroy her most powerful painting—a canvas that binds them to their suffering. With sacrifice and resolution, Clara learns the true cost of creation, turning her art into an instrument of liberation rather than a tool of entrapment.
    the sky is painted with hues of pink and orange at dawn, a young Steampunk woman stands near a futuristic airship, her raven-black hair with electric blue highlights, undercut with shaved sides. Her pale light blue eyes sparkle with a clever, quirky expression, as if she's plotting her next adventure. She wears a Steampunk jumpsuit that covers from her neck to her boots with a neonpunk flair, complete with intricate clockwork accessories. The futuristic airship looms behind her, its sleek, metallic hull glinting in the morning light. The atmosphere is one of excitement and possibility, as if the day is full of promise and discovery. perfection style,
    "A colossal, ancient turtle floating in cosmic space, its enormous shell carrying the entire Earth. The turtle's eyes are wise and kind, reflecting stars and galaxies. On its weathered shell, tiny figures of people can be seen making vows and promises. The turtle is surrounded by a mix of oceanic and terrestrial elements, with water and land seamlessly blending on its back. A small child stands in awe at the edge of the shell, gazing up at the turtle's massive head. The scene is rendered in a dreamy, ethereal style with a cosmic background of nebulae and distant planets. Highly detailed, majestic, surreal, epic scale."
This prompt incorporates key elements from the poem:
The enormous turtle
The Earth on its shell
The turtle's kind and thoughtful nature
The concept of vows being made on its back
The turtle's connection to both land and sea
The mention of a child
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    A colossal, ancient turtle floating in cosmic space, its enormous shell carrying the entire Earth. The turtle's eyes are wise and kind, reflecting stars and galaxies. A brilliant, ethereal beam of light extends from the turtle's shell, stretching infinitely across the universe. On its weathered shell, tiny figures of people can be seen making vows and promises. The turtle is surrounded by a mix of oceanic and terrestrial elements, with water and land seamlessly blending on its back. . The scene is rendered in a dreamy, ethereal style with a cosmic background of nebulae and distant planets. The beam pulses with energy, suggesting it supports the structure of reality itself. Highly detailed, majestic, surreal, epic scale."
    Immerse yourself in this breathtaking masterpiece that seamlessly combines the wonders of nature and imagination. The image presents a surreal, otherworldly landscape where a cascade of vibrant, swirling auroras paints the sky with rich, electric hues. Beneath this celestial light show, a serene, crystalline lake stretches out, perfectly mirroring the colorful spectacle above, creating a mesmerizing visual symmetry. Majestic, snow-capped mountains rise in the background, their rugged peaks softened by the gentle glow of the auroras. The intricate details of the scene, from the delicate ripples on the water's surface to the subtle interplay of light and shadow on the mountains, invite viewers to explore and lose themselves in this stunning panorama. The image captures a harmonious blend of natural beauty and fantastical elements, making it a captivating visual experience that promises to spark imagination and wonder. Dive into this vivid, enchanting world and let it inspire your sense of awe and creativity.
    " sorce_9_up, source_8_up, source_7_up, masterpiece, ultra_res, high_res, obsidian armor forged from the darkest void, but the gold trim seems almost too inviting, accentuating her curves like a second skin. Her hair, black as midnight, crackles with dark energy, swirling like an eclipse. Every movement is calculated, graceful, but charged with dangerous energy, a deadly seduction hidden beneath the surface. Her spear, glowing with starlight, hums with power as she moves, and yet it’s her eyes, gleaming like blackened suns, that hold your attention—commanding, burning with an energy you can’t escape. The gold in her armor contrasts sharply with the dark aura surrounding her, a visual paradox that drags you deeper into her world, into a power you can’t resist. She is both the promise of destruction and the lure of the unknown, pulling you in, tempting you to step too close."
    On the edge of dawn and midnight, a robed priest trembles at diamond-winged seraphs and obsidian demons locked in eternal fight. Guardians of pearly gates, haloed in starlight, wield azure flame swords while crimson legions from magma depths seek infamy in scarlet halls of night. Cosmic balance hangs by gossamer threads as good and evil clash, each soul a kaleidoscope where light and darkness crash. Celestial choirs raise crystal voices against demons' roar, the righteous and fallen wage never-ending war. Heaven's aurora shines above, Hell's fire burns below. Where will lost souls go? Archangels in platinum armor face lords of sin in smoke-black mail, each victory and defeat feeds the cosmic scale. Pray for strength when darkness seems to extinguish hope's candle. Remember a spark of faith can pierce night blacker than a devil's sandal. Warriors of virtue stand against onyx tides while tempters whisper promises of glittering power. The choice lies in each heart to soar or dive in this hue-painted struggle. Between realms of ecstasy and pain, the rainbow battle rages. Which path will your prism soul choose?
    /imagine prompt: In a neon-lit casino, vibrant with electric energy, the walls are adorned with glowing signs in vivid pinks, blues, and greens, reminiscent of a bustling anime cityscape. At the center, an anime-styled vintage slot machine gleams under the kaleidoscope of lights. The machine’s rollers spin rapidly, then gradually slow, revealing three cartoon-style lightning bolts in perfect alignment on the reels. Each bolt is a bright yellow, pointed at both ends, with sharp, clean edges and only five points,  Seated before the machine is an attractive young woman, illustrated in a detailed anime style with large, expressive eyes, vibrant hair, and a sleek, stylish outfit that catches the ambient neon light. Her expression is a blend of excitement and determination as she grips the lever, pulling it with anticipation, her gaze locked on the glowing bolts as they line up on the rollers. The scene radiates tension and potential, captured in the dramatic, with the surrounding casino fading into a blur of colors and sounds—clinking coins, distant cheers, and the hum of machines—creating a surreal moment focused entirely on the promise of victory. --ar 16:9 --v 5 --style anime --quality 5
    In the shadowy streets of Providence, a struggling artist named Clara discovers a hidden talent for capturing the essence of the supernatural in her paintings. One evening, while wandering the dim alleys, she stumbles upon an ancient tome in a forgotten bookstore. The book whispers secrets of long-lost spirits, promising vivid dreams and visions in exchange for her soul's essence.
As Clara immerses herself in her work, her paintings come to life, revealing eerie scenes of the town’s dark past. The spirits she conjures beg for release from their torment, but each stroke of her brush draws her deeper into their world. Clara begins to lose her grip on reality, haunted by the very entities she sought to portray.
In a climactic twist, Clara realizes the book isn’t a gateway; it’s a prison for trapped souls. To save herself and the spirits, she must destroy her most powerful painting—a canvas that binds them to their suffering. With sacrifice and resolution, Clara learns the true cost of creation, turning her art into an instrument of liberation rather than a tool of entrapment.
    A colossal, ancient turtle floating in cosmic space, its enormous shell carrying the entire Earth. The turtle's eyes are wise and kind, reflecting stars and galaxies. A brilliant, ethereal beam of light extends from the turtle's shell, stretching infinitely across the universe. On its weathered shell, tiny figures of people can be seen making vows and promises. The turtle is surrounded by a mix of oceanic and terrestrial elements, with water and land seamlessly blending on its back. . The scene is rendered in a dreamy, ethereal style with a cosmic background of nebulae and distant planets. The beam pulses with energy, suggesting it supports the structure of reality itself. Highly detailed, majestic, surreal, epic scale."
    " sorce_9_up, source_8_up, source_7_up, masterpiece, ultra_res, high_res, obsidian armor forged from the darkest void, but the gold trim seems almost too inviting, accentuating her curves like a second skin. Her hair, black as midnight, crackles with dark energy, swirling like an eclipse. Every movement is calculated, graceful, but charged with dangerous energy, a deadly seduction hidden beneath the surface. Her spear, glowing with starlight, hums with power as she moves, and yet it’s her eyes, gleaming like blackened suns, that hold your attention—commanding, burning with an energy you can’t escape. The gold in her armor contrasts sharply with the dark aura surrounding her, a visual paradox that drags you deeper into her world, into a power you can’t resist. She is both the promise of destruction and the lure of the unknown, pulling you in, tempting you to step too close."
    " sorce_9_up, source_8_up, source_7_up, masterpiece, ultra_res, high_res, obsidian armor forged from the darkest void, but the gold trim seems almost too inviting, accentuating her curves like a second skin. Her hair, black as midnight, crackles with dark energy, swirling like an eclipse. Every movement is calculated, graceful, but charged with dangerous energy, a deadly seduction hidden beneath the surface. Her spear, glowing with starlight, hums with power as she moves, and yet it’s her eyes, gleaming like blackened suns, that hold your attention—commanding, burning with an energy you can’t escape. The gold in her armor contrasts sharply with the dark aura surrounding her, a visual paradox that drags you deeper into her world, into a power you can’t resist. She is both the promise of destruction and the lure of the unknown, pulling you in, tempting you to step too close."
    On the edge of light and shadow
A priest beholds the sight
Of angels and of demons locked
In everlasting fight
Guardians of heaven's gates
Wield swords of holy flame
While legions from the depths below
Seek glory in Hell's name
The balance hangs by threads of fate
As good and evil clash
Each soul becomes a battleground
Where light and darkness crash
Celestial choirs raise their voice
Against the demons' roar
The righteous and the fallen wage
Their never-ending war
Heaven's light shines from above
Hell's fire burns below
Caught between these mighty forces
Where will lost souls go?
Archangels in their armor bright
Face lords of sin and shame
Each victory and each defeat
Feeds the cosmic game
Pray for strength in troubled times
When darkness seems to win
Remember that the smallest light
Can pierce the darkest sin
Warriors of virtue stand
Against the tides of night
While tempters whisper promises
Of power and delight
The choice lies with each mortal heart
To rise or to descend
In this eternal struggle that
May never have an end
Between the realms of joy and pain
Between the high and low
The battle rages on and on
Which path will you choose to go?
Good and evil, intertwined
In life's complex design
The war within, the war without
Your soul is on the line
    Prepare for an extraordinary Labor Day celebration where your dedication and effort are met with unmatched rewards. Imagine stepping into a lively atmosphere, where a striking cardboard display titled ‘Labor Day Buzz’ stands tall, adorned with intricate designs and vibrant colors that capture the spirit of the day. The sign draws you in, hinting at the exclusive surprises and luxurious offers waiting just for you. Whether you’re seeking relaxation or indulgence, our carefully curated experiences and top-tier rewards promise to elevate your Labor Day to new heights. Seize this opportunity to celebrate your achievements in style – because this day is all about honoring the hard work that powers our world.
    On the edge of light and shadow
A priest beholds the sight
Of angels and of demons locked
In everlasting fight
Guardians of heaven's gates
Wield swords of holy flame
While legions from the depths below
Seek glory in Hell's name
The balance hangs by threads of fate
As good and evil clash
Each soul becomes a battleground
Where light and darkness crash
Celestial choirs raise their voice
Against the demons' roar
The righteous and the fallen wage
Their never-ending war
Heaven's light shines from above
Hell's fire burns below
Caught between these mighty forces
Where will lost souls go?
Archangels in their armor bright
Face lords of sin and shame
Each victory and each defeat
Feeds the cosmic game
Pray for strength in troubled times
When darkness seems to win
Remember that the smallest light
Can pierce the darkest sin
Warriors of virtue stand
Against the tides of night
While tempters whisper promises
Of power and delight
The choice lies with each mortal heart
To rise or to descend
In this eternal struggle that
May never have an end
Between the realms of joy and pain
Between the high and low
The battle rages on and on
Which path will you choose to go?
Good and evil, intertwined
In life's complex design
The war within, the war without
Your soul is on the line
    /imagine prompt: In a neon-lit casino, vibrant with electric energy, the walls are adorned with glowing signs in vivid pinks, blues, and greens, reminiscent of a bustling anime cityscape. At the center, an anime-styled vintage slot machine gleams under the kaleidoscope of lights. The machine’s rollers spin rapidly, then gradually slow, revealing three cartoon-style lightning bolts in perfect alignment on the reels. Each bolt is a bright yellow, pointed at both ends, with sharp, clean edges and only five points,  Seated before the machine is an attractive young woman, illustrated in a detailed anime style with large, expressive eyes, vibrant hair, and a sleek, stylish outfit that catches the ambient neon light. Her expression is a blend of excitement and determination as she grips the lever, pulling it with anticipation, her gaze locked on the glowing bolts as they line up on the rollers. The scene radiates tension and potential, captured in the dramatic, with the surrounding casino fading into a blur of colors and sounds—clinking coins, distant cheers, and the hum of machines—creating a surreal moment focused entirely on the promise of victory. --ar 16:9 --v 5 --style anime --quality 5
    On the edge of dawn and midnight, a robed priest trembles at diamond-winged seraphs and obsidian demons locked in eternal fight. Guardians of pearly gates, haloed in starlight, wield azure flame swords while crimson legions from magma depths seek infamy in scarlet halls of night. Cosmic balance hangs by gossamer threads as good and evil clash, each soul a kaleidoscope where light and darkness crash. Celestial choirs raise crystal voices against demons' roar, the righteous and fallen wage never-ending war. Heaven's aurora shines above, Hell's fire burns below. Where will lost souls go? Archangels in platinum armor face lords of sin in smoke-black mail, each victory and defeat feeds the cosmic scale. Pray for strength when darkness seems to extinguish hope's candle. Remember a spark of faith can pierce night blacker than a devil's sandal. Warriors of virtue stand against onyx tides while tempters whisper promises of glittering power. The choice lies in each heart to soar or dive in this hue-painted struggle. Between realms of ecstasy and pain, the rainbow battle rages. Which path will your prism soul choose?
    In the shadowy streets of Providence, a struggling artist named Clara discovers a hidden talent for capturing the essence of the supernatural in her paintings. One evening, while wandering the dim alleys, she stumbles upon an ancient tome in a forgotten bookstore. The book whispers secrets of long-lost spirits, promising vivid dreams and visions in exchange for her soul's essence.
As Clara immerses herself in her work, her paintings come to life, revealing eerie scenes of the town’s dark past. The spirits she conjures beg for release from their torment, but each stroke of her brush draws her deeper into their world. Clara begins to lose her grip on reality, haunted by the very entities she sought to portray.
In a climactic twist, Clara realizes the book isn’t a gateway; it’s a prison for trapped souls. To save herself and the spirits, she must destroy her most powerful painting—a canvas that binds them to their suffering. With sacrifice and resolution, Clara learns the true cost of creation, turning her art into an instrument of liberation rather than a tool of entrapment.
    In the shadowy streets of Providence, a struggling artist named Clara discovers a hidden talent for capturing the essence of the supernatural in her paintings. One evening, while wandering the dim alleys, she stumbles upon an ancient tome in a forgotten bookstore. The book whispers secrets of long-lost spirits, promising vivid dreams and visions in exchange for her soul's essence.
As Clara immerses herself in her work, her paintings come to life, revealing eerie scenes of the town’s dark past. The spirits she conjures beg for release from their torment, but each stroke of her brush draws her deeper into their world. Clara begins to lose her grip on reality, haunted by the very entities she sought to portray.
In a climactic twist, Clara realizes the book isn’t a gateway; it’s a prison for trapped souls. To save herself and the spirits, she must destroy her most powerful painting—a canvas that binds them to their suffering. With sacrifice and resolution, Clara learns the true cost of creation, turning her art into an instrument of liberation rather than a tool of entrapment.
    A colossal, ancient turtle floating in cosmic space, its enormous shell carrying the entire Earth. The turtle's eyes are wise and kind, reflecting stars and galaxies. A brilliant, ethereal beam of light extends from the turtle's shell, stretching infinitely across the universe. On its weathered shell, tiny figures of people can be seen making vows and promises. The turtle is surrounded by a mix of oceanic and terrestrial elements, with water and land seamlessly blending on its back. A small child stands in awe at the edge of the shell, gazing up at the turtle's massive head and the mesmerizing beam above. The scene is rendered in a dreamy, ethereal style with a cosmic background of nebulae and distant planets. The beam pulses with energy, suggesting it supports the structure of reality itself. Highly detailed, majestic, surreal, epic scale."
    In a small coastal town haunted by echoes of madness, a group of amateur archaeologists stumbles upon an ancient tome whispered to hold the secrets of Cthulhu fhtagn. They are lured by promises of glory and forgotten knowledge. As they decipher the cryptic language, they inadvertently awaken slumbering entities that warp reality around them. 
The town begins to change—strange events unfold; shadows dance in the corners of their vision, and townsfolk vanish into thin air. The archaeologists quickly realize they are not just uncovering history but tearing the veil that keeps monstrous horrors at bay. 
As paranoia mounts, friendships fracture, and the group divides into factions—those seeking power and those striving to undo their mistake. The ultimate twist reveals that their leader, once a skeptic, has always been a vessel for the awakening deity, poised to usher in chaos. 
In a gripping climax, the remaining members must confront both their friend and the darkness threatening to consume them. Will they find a way to seal the ancient pact, or will they become pawns in a game far older than time?
    "A breathtakingly beautiful 35-year-old woman, her divine form sculpted to perfection. Her skin glows with an ethereal radiance, her eyes, a mesmerizing shade of deep, sultry purple, shimmer with ancient wisdom and seductive allure. Long, dark lashes frame her piercing gaze, and her pupils dilate, promising a world of forbidden pleasure. Her long, flowing hair, styled in loose, cascading waves, is a mesmerizing shade of midnight black. Her makeup, smoky and sultry, accentuates her piercing gaze and full, inviting lips. Dressed in a form-fitting, crimson gown that clings to her curves, she exudes a captivating sensuality, a modern goddess of lust. She leans forward, her gaze locked on an unseen target, a seductive smirk playing on her lips. Her body language is poised and inviting, ready to ensnare her victim in a web of passion and desire. Her victims, lost in her intoxicating gaze, succumb to her allure, their souls consumed by the fiery passion she ignites within them."
    Anime night scene from a grassy hill, slow drifting clouds parting to reveal a glowing full moon, faint flickering stars begin to shimmer, fireflies floating softly near the ground, distant city lights twinkling far below, soft purple-blues and silver light, deeply emotional, ultra-detailed.
Inspired by: The Place Promised in Our Early Days
    On the edge of dawn and midnight, a robed priest trembles at diamond-winged seraphs and obsidian demons locked in eternal fight. Guardians of pearly gates, haloed in starlight, wield azure flame swords while crimson legions from magma depths seek infamy in scarlet halls of night. Cosmic balance hangs by gossamer threads as good and evil clash, each soul a kaleidoscope where light and darkness crash. Celestial choirs raise crystal voices against demons' roar, the righteous and fallen wage never-ending war. Heaven's aurora shines above, Hell's fire burns below. Where will lost souls go? Archangels in platinum armor face lords of sin in smoke-black mail, each victory and defeat feeds the cosmic scale. Pray for strength when darkness seems to extinguish hope's candle. Remember a spark of faith can pierce night blacker than a devil's sandal. Warriors of virtue stand against onyx tides while tempters whisper promises of glittering power. The choice lies in each heart to soar or dive in this hue-painted struggle. Between realms of ecstasy and pain, the rainbow battle rages. Which path will your prism soul choose?
    In a dark and foreboding high fantasy realm, a powerful ginger-haired sorceress stands alone on the edge of a jagged cliff, overlooking a desolate, cursed valley. Her long, fiery red hair whips around her in the howling wind, glowing ominously in the pale, sickly light of a blood-red moon. She wears a black, tattered robe that clings to her form, adorned with dark, ancient runes that pulse with a sinister, eerie glow.
Her emerald eyes burn with an intense, almost malevolent power as she conjures dark magic between her hands, swirling with shadows and tendrils of dark energy that seem to devour the light around them. The air around her crackles with energy, charged with the ominous promise of destruction.
The landscape below is a twisted, nightmarish forest filled with dead, gnarled trees that claw at the sky, and the distant mountains are shrouded in perpetual darkness, their peaks crowned with the ruins of forgotten, haunted castles. The sky above is a swirling mass of dark clouds, occasionally split by flashes of eerie, blood-red lightning, casting fleeting, twisted shadows across the land.
The scene is a powerful blend of dark magic and high fantasy, where the beauty of the sorceress contrasts with the malevolence of her power, creating an image that is both haunting and awe-inspiring.
    “Create an ad that reads: ‘Give us your buzz, and we’ll give you… Nothing but Smiling!’ The design should feel playful and welcoming, with a cheerful color scheme—think bright yellows, blues, and whites. Center the text in a fun, bold font with a happy, slightly mischievous vibe. Add a big, warm smiley face or a series of happy faces around the message to emphasize the ‘smiling’ theme. Keep it minimal yet eye-catching, so the focus remains on the fun promise of sharing smiles. The overall feel should be uplifting, inviting viewers to join in on the lighthearted fun.”
    Prepare for an extraordinary Labor Day celebration where your dedication and effort are met with unmatched rewards. Imagine stepping into a lively atmosphere, where a striking cardboard display titled ‘Labor Day Buzz’ stands tall, adorned with intricate designs and vibrant colors that capture the spirit of the day. The sign draws you in, hinting at the exclusive surprises and luxurious offers waiting just for you. Whether you’re seeking relaxation or indulgence, our carefully curated experiences and top-tier rewards promise to elevate your Labor Day to new heights. Seize this opportunity to celebrate your achievements in style – because this day is all about honoring the hard work that powers our world.
    “Create an ad that reads: ‘Give us your buzz, and we’ll give you… Nothing but Smiling!’ The design should feel playful and welcoming, with a cheerful color scheme—think bright yellows, blues, and whites. Center the text in a fun, bold font with a happy, slightly mischievous vibe. Add a big, warm smiley face or a series of happy faces around the message to emphasize the ‘smiling’ theme. Keep it minimal yet eye-catching, so the focus remains on the fun promise of sharing smiles. The overall feel should be uplifting, inviting viewers to join in on the lighthearted fun.”
    In a dark and foreboding high fantasy realm, a powerful ginger-haired sorceress stands alone on the edge of a jagged cliff, overlooking a desolate, cursed valley. Her long, fiery red hair whips around her in the howling wind, glowing ominously in the pale, sickly light of a blood-red moon. She wears a black, tattered robe that clings to her form, adorned with dark, ancient runes that pulse with a sinister, eerie glow.
Her emerald eyes burn with an intense, almost malevolent power as she conjures dark magic between her hands, swirling with shadows and tendrils of dark energy that seem to devour the light around them. The air around her crackles with energy, charged with the ominous promise of destruction.
The landscape below is a twisted, nightmarish forest filled with dead, gnarled trees that claw at the sky, and the distant mountains are shrouded in perpetual darkness, their peaks crowned with the ruins of forgotten, haunted castles. The sky above is a swirling mass of dark clouds, occasionally split by flashes of eerie, blood-red lightning, casting fleeting, twisted shadows across the land.
The scene is a powerful blend of dark magic and high fantasy, where the beauty of the sorceress contrasts with the malevolence of her power, creating an image that is both haunting and awe-inspiring.
    A futuristic factory where humans are processed into a synthetic food source for the masses, hidden under the guise of sustainability and "eco-friendly" living. Conveyor belts carry unconscious bodies—once citizens of a world now crushed by overpopulation and resource scarcity—into massive, grinding machines. The walls are sterile white, contrasting the blood-stained floors as mechanical arms butcher flesh into indistinguishable meat-like slabs. Overhead, neon signs market “Soylent Supreme,” promising a solution to world hunger, while oblivious, smiling families consume this grotesque product at a lavish, government-sanctioned banquet. In the background, hollow-eyed workers, numb to the horror, keep the machines running, aware but powerless against the lie. Outside, the starving masses line up, begging for their next ration, unaware they’re eating what they once loved. The quiet horror lies not in the brutality, but in the fact that everyone has accepted this as normal—humanity has become its own prey, sold back to itself in neat, convenient packages.```
    "In the frozen, crystal expanse of a snow-shrouded field, a blizzard raged, its icy tendrils swirling like a chorus of ghostly ballerinas. Amidst the tempest, a trail of crimson footprints blazed like rubies, leading away from the viewer's gaze and into the dark, velvety maw of a distant forest. The snowflakes danced around each print, as if attempting to erase the bloody path, but the stains persisted, like the faint, rose-tinted whispers of a forgotten tragedy. In the distance, the forest loomed, its silhouette a jagged, inky slash across the horizon, its darkness seeming to seethe and twist, like a living, sentient entity, waiting to devour the secrets that the footprints promised to reveal." highest-Quality, intricate details, visually stunning, Masterpiece
    The air crackles with electric tension, each charged particle seeming to ignite a spark that dances along your skin as you approach her. Her back is turned, a vision of allure wrapped in black lace that clings to her every curve, her silhouette illuminated by the flickering, golden glow of candlelight. The interplay of light and shadow etches a masterpiece across her elongated neck, the elegant slope of her shoulders, and the delicate lace trim that frames her figure with an almost hypnotic allure.
The cascading raven tresses that flow down her back seem to shimmer with each subtle movement, their dark silkiness a striking contrast to her luminous brown skin. Her presence is magnetic, pulling you closer with an unspoken invitation, as if she knows the storm raging within you. The faint, intoxicating aroma of her arousal mingles with the charged air, an irresistible blend that heightens every nerve ending, intensifying the urgency coursing through you.
As you close the gap, the world narrows to this fleeting, transcendent moment, the lines between reality and desire dissolving. Every step feels like the build-up to a crescendo, every breath fueling the overwhelming tension that sparks like lightning through your very being. You are drawn inexorably toward the sublime promise of release, the climax of this electric symphony, as the universe collapses into a single, all-encompassing purpose: her.
    Vertical 9:16 anime-style sky in ultra-detailed 4K resolution. A vast, painterly sky stretches endlessly, filled with massive, textured clouds in complex folds, subtle contours, and soft ridges. Gaps between the clouds reveal patches of light blue sky and warm sunlight beams filtering downward. Below, a winding stone path leads through misty hills toward a dark, towering castle with sharp spires piercing the sky. On the path stands a lone female swordfighter—inspired by Saber—clad in gleaming armor, her sword faintly glowing, and her flowing cape caught in the wind. She gazes determinedly ahead, ready to face the challenge. The atmosphere is dreamy and emotional, with pastel tones of blue, pink, and gold blending together. Soft bloom, watercolor textures, delicate cel shading, ambient haze, and layered depth create a nostalgic, cinematic mood, with dynamic clouds and fluttering cape promising strong motion potential.
    Prepare for an extraordinary Labor Day celebration where your dedication and effort are met with unmatched rewards. Imagine stepping into a lively atmosphere, where a striking cardboard display titled ‘Labor Day Buzz’ stands tall, adorned with intricate designs and vibrant colors that capture the spirit of the day. The sign draws you in, hinting at the exclusive surprises and luxurious offers waiting just for you. Whether you’re seeking relaxation or indulgence, our carefully curated experiences and top-tier rewards promise to elevate your Labor Day to new heights. Seize this opportunity to celebrate your achievements in style – because this day is all about honoring the hard work that powers our world.
    "A colossal, ancient turtle floating in cosmic space, its enormous shell carrying the entire Earth. The turtle's eyes are wise and kind, reflecting stars and galaxies. On its weathered shell, tiny figures of people can be seen making vows and promises. The turtle is surrounded by a mix of oceanic and terrestrial elements, with water and land seamlessly blending on its back. . The scene is rendered in a dreamy, ethereal style with a cosmic background of nebulae and distant planets. Highly detailed, majestic, surreal, epic scale."
    In a dark and foreboding high fantasy realm, a powerful ginger-haired sorceress stands alone on the edge of a jagged cliff, overlooking a desolate, cursed valley. Her long, fiery red hair whips around her in the howling wind, glowing ominously in the pale, sickly light of a blood-red moon. She wears a black, tattered robe that clings to her form, adorned with dark, ancient runes that pulse with a sinister, eerie glow.
Her emerald eyes burn with an intense, almost malevolent power as she conjures dark magic between her hands, swirling with shadows and tendrils of dark energy that seem to devour the light around them. The air around her crackles with energy, charged with the ominous promise of destruction.
The landscape below is a twisted, nightmarish forest filled with dead, gnarled trees that claw at the sky, and the distant mountains are shrouded in perpetual darkness, their peaks crowned with the ruins of forgotten, haunted castles. The sky above is a swirling mass of dark clouds, occasionally split by flashes of eerie, blood-red lightning, casting fleeting, twisted shadows across the land.
The scene is a powerful blend of dark magic and high fantasy, where the beauty of the sorceress contrasts with the malevolence of her power, creating an image that is both haunting and awe-inspiring.
    [Verse 1 – Male then Female alternate]
Another sleepless night I can’t outrun
Every thought feels like a loaded gun
I fake a smile to hide the strain
But this mask keeps cracking from the pain
I whisper loud but no one hears
Just echoes trapped inside my fears
We’re breaking in a silent way
Invisible… but still we stay
Is it weakness just to feel?
Is it wrong to want what’s real?
I’m weightless in the flood
Trying to breathe through the mud
Every cry just fades away
But I’m still here — I won’t fade
I’m fading in the glass
But maybe this pain will pass
If you can see me — pull me close
Before I’m just a ghost
I carved my name into the wall
Hoping someone would see it all
But days blur by like I don’t exist
I'm screaming underneath this mist
The world spins on, but I’m left still
Caught in time, against my will
A fragile soul inside the storm
Just praying someone sees the war
[Male lead, Female harmony]
I’m weightless in the flood
Trying to breathe through the mud
Every cry just fades away
But I’m still here — I won’t fade
I’m fading in the glass
But maybe this pain will pass
If you can see me — pull me close
Before I’m just a ghost
Don’t need a miracle
Just want to be known
You don’t have to fix me…
Just don’t leave me alone
I’m weightless in the flood
But I still feel, I still love
Even when the silence wins
Even when the dark begins
Hold me through the waves
Let me know I’m not erased
If I fall beneath the tide…
Promise me I tried.
…just don’t leave me…
    Anime night scene from a grassy hill, slow drifting clouds parting to reveal a glowing full moon, faint flickering stars begin to shimmer, fireflies floating softly near the ground, distant city lights twinkling far below, soft purple-blues and silver light, deeply emotional, ultra-detailed.
Inspired by: The Place Promised in Our Early Days
    A colossal, ancient turtle floating in cosmic space, its enormous shell carrying the entire Earth. The turtle's eyes are wise and kind, reflecting stars and galaxies. A brilliant, ethereal beam of light extends from the turtle's shell, stretching infinitely across the universe. On its weathered shell, tiny figures of people can be seen making vows and promises. The turtle is surrounded by a mix of oceanic and terrestrial elements, with water and land seamlessly blending on its back. . The scene is rendered in a dreamy, ethereal style with a cosmic background of nebulae and distant planets. The beam pulses with energy, suggesting it supports the structure of reality itself. Highly detailed, majestic, surreal, epic scale."
    "A tiny, adorable baby fire Phoenix, its body a vibrant, flaming fireball, emerged from a large pile of ash, its beady, black eyes shining with a fierce, inner light. The Phoenix's tiny, delicate wings, a whispered promise of future greatness, unfolded from its back, like a lotus blooming in the flames. The Phoenix's flaming feathers, a soft, glowing ember red, seemed to dance and shimmer, like a thousand tiny flames, infusing the creature with a magical, otherworldly aura. The Phoenix's body, a swirling, fiery vortex, seemed to pulse with an inner light, as if the very essence of fire and rebirth had been distilled into this one, perfect form. The overall effect was one of breathtaking, adorable cuteness, as if the Phoenix were a living, breathing embodiment of the cycle of life and death, born from the ashes, reborn in fire and glory. The Phoenix's flaming body seemed to radiate a warm, golden glow, like a tiny, fiery sun, illuminating the surrounding ash and darkness."

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