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The Beast Beneath the Cross - Chapter One: The Beast Arises
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Dreamshaper XL Lightning
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October 1589 Protestant region of the Holy Roman Empire
The sky was heavy, pressing low over the village of Bedburg like an iron lid trapping a slow-boiling fear. Clouds as dark as plague festered on the horizon, hiding the pale glow of the rising moon. It was a night of the full moon, a time when the villagers kept their doors locked tight and their prayers whispered low.
The children were still missing.
Four gone in less than two months. Each one vanished on a night like this, their bodies found later—mutilated, gnawed as though by some beast not born of this world. What remained of their bones had been scattered like straw in the forests outside the village, and none who had seen the grim remains had any doubts.
The Wolf was real.
Eerie Forest with Glowing Eyes, Dark Fantasy Art
A striking picture of a dark forest illuminated by a full moon, with glowing red eyes peering from the trees. This dark fantasy art features dynamic lighting and a rich color palette, rendered with incredible detail.
Created by JellyDonut on Sep 30, 2024 using the Dreamshaper XL Lightning AI image generator model.
Creation Settings
- Preset Style
Dark Fantasy
- Text Prompts
- Dark Forest with a Bright Full Moon in the Sky and Red Eyes glowing in the trees.Weight: 1a masterpiece, 8k resolution, dark fantasy concept art, by Greg Rutkowski, dynamic lighting, hyperdetailed, intricately detailed, Splash screen art, trending on Artstation, deep color, Unreal Engine, volumetric lighting, Alphonse Mucha, Jordan Grimmer, purple and yellow complementary coloursWeight: 0.9
- Model
- Initial Resolution
Medium
- Aspect Ratio
1:1
- Runtime
Short
- Overall Prompt Weight
50%
Rumors had spread like wildfire in the cold autumn wind, igniting a desperate fear in the hearts of the people. A creature—a cursed beast, some said—roamed the forests around Bedburg, hunting their children beneath the pale light of the full moon. Others whispered of darker things: of Satan’s influence, of an unholy pact made by one among them. For how could a mere wolf inflict such horror?
Tonight, the search parties were out again, torches flickering in the shadowy woods. Men armed with swords, spears, and muskets swept through the underbrush, their breath misting in the crisp air. In the village, only a handful of homes dared to show even a sliver of candlelight through shuttered windows, as if the faint glow might draw the monster closer.