zzgiantskeleton. He is there, right in front of me, we see him from places and places, he rises like a mountain, the king of the dead does not even look at me, he is a giant skeleton, we are like ants next to him, his bones are as black as his soul, his eyes are a dark and intense red, his king's crown floats above him, with his two necromantic swords, one in each hand, he ravages, he kills, he laughs in the middle of this village whose name I do not know. His laughter drives me crazy, his voice is icy, I want to run away but I can't, I am paralyzed by fear. All these dead people, all these people screaming, all these people fleeing but it is useless no one escapes death. It is almost the end and I know it, I will soon join his kingdom. crowded people hkstyle<lora:Giant_Skeleton_PDXL:1> <lora:Add_Details_v1.2:1.9>
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DeepNegative_xl_v1, ((monochrome, two or more skeletons, portrait, incomplete skeleton, half body:1.7))
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