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Visitor from the abyss of the Stars 260212H
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- Original Prompt
- This photograph captures the distorted remains of a cult-like tower rising from the seabed in the middle of the ocean at night. The ruins are an ancient structure dating back 3,000 years. A huge monolith stands tall. Illuminated by stars and the Milky Way, the tower is surrounded by rocks and water, with a starry sky in the background. Outdoors, Sky, Clouds, Water, No People, Night, Sea, Stars (Sky), Night Sky, Landscape, Starry Night, Horizon, Silhouette, Shooting Star, Dawn,monster, creature, (tentacle:1.5),retro, comic, fantasy,
- Size
- 1024 x 1024
- Sampling Steps
- 5
- Sampling Method
- DPM++ SDE Karras
- CFG Scale
- 3
- Negative
- (bad quality,worst quality,worst detail,bad, low quality, bad anatomy:1.2), ( polydactyly, extra digits, extra legs, bad hands, bad hand, bad fingers, fused fingers, missing finger, split fingers, fused arms, fused hands:1.5)
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