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Prompt: Farley Strainsein, un joven genio de la tecnología en un pequeño pueblo, descubre un artefacto que le permite viajar entre dimensiones paralelas. Con la ayuda de su amiga periodista Juno y el inventor Rami, Farley explora estos mundos, enfrentándose a peligros y desentrañando secretos que podrían cambiar su realidad. Cada episodio revela nuevos desafíos y misterios, poniendo a prueba su ingenio y lealtad mientras intenta proteger su mundo y a sus seres queridos. Epico. Aspecto guerrero y muy fuerte.
gaizka tellitu

gaizka tellitu

Model: epiCRealism

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Farley Strainsein, un joven genio de la tecnología en un pequeño pueblo, descubre un artefacto qu...Show more
Width: 512
Height: 512
Scale: 7
Steps: 25
Seed: 527728352
Sampler: DPM++ 2M SDE Karras

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