AI artwork featuring #Gothic and #Skull
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Gothic, Skull

#Gothic#Skull
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he woke at 3:33 — static in his chest, mirror cracked with //error_666// jest. rain hums a hymn in binary tones, he types alone, in flesh and bones. love? a glitch — seen once, then gone. hope.exe failed to *run* at dawn.
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768 x 1280
Pasos de muestreo
30
Método de muestreo
Euler a
Escala CFG
5
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worst quality, bad quality, low quality, lowres, anatomical nonsense, artistic error, bad anatomy, interlocked fingers, extra fingers, text, artist name, signature, bad feet, extra toes, ugly, poorly drawn, censor, blurry, watermark, simple background, transparent background, old, oldest, glitch, deformed, mutated, disfigured, long body, bad hands, missing fingers, extra digit, fewer digits, cropped, very displeasing, sketch, jpeg artifacts, username, censored, bar_censor, mosaic_censor, conjoined, bad ai-generated, long neck, skin blemishes, skin spots, acne, the wrong limb, error, black line, excess hands

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