The moon hung high in the night sky, casting an eerie glow over the abandoned ru

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The moon hung high in the night sky, casting an eerie glow over the abandoned ruins. Amidst the crumbling walls and forgotten echoes of a once-grand castle, stood a lone figure. His silhouette was a stark contrast against the haunting backdrop. His cloak billowed in the cold wind, revealing the glint of a menacingly sharp sword gripped tightly in his hand. His stance was as if chiseled from stone—firm, yet poised for swift, deadly movement. The moonlight danced upon his hands, beautifully drawn, each sinew and tendon seemingly alive with power and purpose. But it wasn't the skill in his hands that caught attention; it was the darkness that enveloped them. An evil aura exuded from his being, a palpable sense of malevolence that tainted the very air. It whispered of untold horrors and a hunger for destruction, a chilling presence that froze the soul. His eyes, narrowed and ablaze with an unholy fervor, scanned the desolate grounds with a predatory focus. The killing intent radiated from him, an invisible force that seemed to weigh down the atmosphere. There was a silence, a pregnant pause before the inevitable storm. The man, a dark harbinger in this desolation, embodied an evil that stirred fear in the hearts of even the bravest souls. With every breath, the world seemed to hold its own, waiting for the impending clash between this malevolent force and any who dared to challenge it.

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متابعة

ريمكس

Generation Data

السجل

كلمة التلميح

نسخ

The moon hung high in the night sky , casting an eerie glow over the abandoned ruins . Amidst the crumbling walls and forgotten echoes of a once-grand castle , stood a lone figure . His silhouette was a stark contrast against the haunting backdrop . His cloak billowed in the cold wind , revealing the glint of a menacingly sharp sword gripped tightly in his hand . His stance was as if chiseled from stone—firm , yet poised for swift , deadly movement . The moonlight danced upon his hands , beautifully drawn , each sinew and tendon seemingly alive with power and purpose . But it wasn't the skill in his hands that caught attention ; it was the darkness that enveloped them . An evil aura exuded from his being , a palpable sense of malevolence that tainted the very air . It whispered of untold horrors and a hunger for destruction , a chilling presence that froze the soul . His eyes , narrowed and ablaze with an unholy fervor , scanned the desolate grounds with a predatory focus . The killing intent radiated from him , an invisible force that seemed to weigh down the atmosphere . There was a silence , a pregnant pause before the inevitable storm . The man , a dark harbinger in this desolation , embodied an evil that stirred fear in the hearts of even the bravest souls . With every breath , the world seemed to hold its own , waiting for the impending clash between this malevolent force and any who dared to challenge it .

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كلمة التلميح

The moon hung high in the night sky, casting an eerie glow over the abandoned ruins. Amidst the crumbling walls and forgotten echoes of a once-grand castle, stood a lone figure. His silhouette was a stark contrast against the haunting backdrop. His cloak billowed in the cold wind, revealing the glint of a menacingly sharp sword gripped tightly in his hand. His stance was as if chiseled from stone—firm, yet poised for swift, deadly movement. The moonlight danced upon his hands, beautifully drawn, each sinew and tendon seemingly alive with power and purpose. But it wasn't the skill in his hands that caught attention; it was the darkness that enveloped them. An evil aura exuded from his being, a palpable sense of malevolence that tainted the very air. It whispered of untold horrors and a hunger for destruction, a chilling presence that froze the soul. His eyes, narrowed and ablaze with an unholy fervor, scanned the desolate grounds with a predatory focus. The killing intent radiated from him, an invisible force that seemed to weigh down the atmosphere. There was a silence, a pregnant pause before the inevitable storm. The man, a dark harbinger in this desolation, embodied an evil that stirred fear in the hearts of even the bravest souls. With every breath, the world seemed to hold its own, waiting for the impending clash between this malevolent force and any who dared to challenge it.

العلامات السلبية

verybadimagenegative_v1.3, ng_deepnegative_v1_75t, (ugly face:0.8),cross-eyed,sketches, (worst quality:2), (low quality:2), (normal quality:2), lowres, normal quality, ((monochrome)), ((grayscale)), skin spots, acnes, skin blemishes, bad anatomy, DeepNegative, facing away, tilted head, {Multiple people}, lowres, bad anatomy, bad hands, text, error, missing fingers, extra digit, fewer digits, cropped, worstquality, low quality, normal quality, jpegartifacts, signature, watermark, username, blurry, bad feet, cropped, poorly drawn hands, poorly drawn face, mutation, deformed, worst quality, low quality, normal quality, jpeg artifacts, signature, watermark, extra fingers, fewer digits, extra limbs, extra arms,extra legs, malformed limbs, fused fingers, too many fingers, long neck, cross-eyed,mutated hands, polar lowres, bad body, bad proportions, gross proportions, text, error, missing fingers, missing arms, missing legs, extra digit, extra arms, extra leg, extra foot, ((repeating hair))

مقياس CFG

9

الخطوات

40

جامع

DPM++ 2S a Karras

بذرة

2487115206

Clip Skip

1

حجم الصورة

576 X 1024

نموذج

Realisian

خلق

مقاس

576X1024

تاريخ

Jul 14, 2024

الوضع

الافتراضي

النوع

upscale

Checkpoint & LoRA

Checkpoint

Realisian

LORA

CGDivineSwordsw

LORA

niji - warframe

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