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Erik Chumbley

Erik Chumbley

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Prompt: Army of ghouls, phantoms, monsters, demons roaming. Dark forest, moonlit, deep fog, mythical forest.
Prompt: A tree demon. Big scary. imaginary friend. He is tall as the trees in the forest and has shining white eyes and long horns that have thrones growing around them
Prompt: A dark, twisted Leshy stands in a shadowy, ancient forest. Its body is made of knotted, writhing tree vines, constantly shifting and intertwining. The Leshy has a long, cracked deer skull for a head, with jagged antlers twisting unnaturally into the air. Its hollow eye sockets glow with a sickly green light, and dark sap drips from the vines snaking out from the skull. The Leshy's hands are long, thorny vines that scrape the earth. The surrounding forest is warped, with twisted trees, blackened mushrooms, and an eerie, dim light that casts deep, unsettling shadows.
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Prompt: In the gloom of the forest, the beasts emerged from the deepest, darkest recesses of hell itself. Their presence was a manifestation of pure terror, each one a twisted amalgamation of nightmare and nightmare fuel. Their claws, razor-sharp and glinting with malevolent intent, tore through the air like scythes, leaving a trail of destruction in their wake. With every swipe, they left behind jagged wounds, oozing with dark ichor that seemed to pulse with an otherworldly energy. Their teeth, sharp as daggers and stained with the blood of countless victims, gnashed together in a symphony of savagery. Each bite was a promise of agony, a testament to the relentless hunger that drove these creatures forward. But it was not just their physical form that inspired fear; it was the aura of darkness that surrounded them, an aura that seemed to seep from their very pores like a toxic miasma. Their thick, dark-haired bodies were adorned with backward-pointing thorns, each one a cruel reminder of the pain and suffering they inflicted upon those unfortunate enough to cross their path. Their eyes, as black as the abyss itself, burned with a malevolent intensity that pierced the soul. Within those depths lay nothing but emptiness and primal rage, a twisted reflection of the horrors that dwelled within their twisted hearts. And when they let loose their soul-chilling scream, it echoed through the forest like a harbinger of doom. It was a sound that chilled the blood and froze the marrow, a sound that spoke of untold suffering and unimaginable torment. In the presence of these beasts, even the bravest souls quaked with fear. For they were not merely creatures of the forest; they were emissaries of darkness, sent forth from the depths of hell to wreak havoc upon the world of men. And as King Arthur and his band of warriors faced them in battle, they knew that they faced not just beasts, but demons incarnate, born from the deepest depths of the abyss.
Prompt: Army of ghouls, phantoms, monsters, demons roaming. Dark forest, moonlit, deep fog, mythical forest.
Prompt: tree demon with roots as beard walking through a deep forest
Prompt: mothman with a long slender body, bright gloweing yellow eyes, sharp white teeth, white twisted elk horns covered in vines, emaciated body with skin clinging to bones, deer skull head, standing in a dark forest in a dark forest with a white moon overhead --ar 16:9 --v 6.0