Inside a vast, emerald-tinted observatory, the Masters of Time initiate a reality-bending experiment. As a colossal, intricate clockwork mechanism begins to spin, lightning crackles across copper pipes and golden gears. Eccentric scientists in velvet coats rush to stabilize the temporal core, handling glowing energy cubes as the clockface fractures into a swirling, cosmic wormhole, merging the past and future into one single moment...
Inside a vast, emerald-tinted observatory, the Masters of Time initiate a reality-bending experiment. As a colossal, intricate clockwork mechanism begins to spin, lightning crackles across copper pipes and golden gears. Eccentric scientists in velvet coats rush to stabilize the temporal core, handling glowing energy cubes as the clockface fractures into a swirling, cosmic wormhole, merging the past and future into one single moment…
Massive abandoned spacecraft, drifting, silent, until sudden partial reactivation creates unstable, shifting internal conditions.
Docking approach: small ship attaches carefully, everything still.
Entry: interior dark, debris floating, no gravity.
First change: lights flicker violently, sections powering up unevenly.
Floor shift: gravity slams back on in one section, throwing everything down.
Corridor movement: bulkheads begin sliding, layout changing in real time.
Near-trap: path closes behind the pilot, forcing a sprint forward.
System surge: doors opening and slamming unpredictably.
Pressure breach: one wrong turn leads to a sudden decompression blast.
Escape run: pilot navigating a corridor that's actively reconfiguring.
Final moment: ship barely undocks as the entire structure begins moving under its own power.
Claustrophobic, mechanical instability, constant "wrong place at the wrong time."
A cinematic 10-second vertical video (9:16), photorealistic, ultra-detailed 8K, epic scale.
Scene: A colossal 200-meter-tall bipedal mecha robot stands motionless on the edge of a ruined skyscraper rooftop in a dense, foggy dystopian megacity. The mecha is heavily weathered white with faded orange stripes and panels, covered in rust, dirt, and battle damage. Its cockpit/head section looks like the front of an old industrial spaceship — large circular porthole window, rectangular main viewport, vents, and riveted metal plating. A tiny human figure in a bright yellow hazmat-style suit stands completely still on a narrow metal maintenance platform/rail attached to the mecha's chest area, emphasizing the insane scale.
Camera movement: Starts with a tight, low-angle close-up on the mecha's head and upper torso (frame-filling). Then a slow, smooth, continuous zoom-out combined with a gentle downward tilt over the full 9 seconds, gradually revealing the full massive body — broad shoulders, powerful hydraulic legs, heavy feet crushing the rooftop, and one arm ending in a large multi-barrel cannon. The background reveals a vast foggy cityscape with blurred skyscrapers disappearing into thick white mist.
Atmosphere: Heavy fog and light atmospheric particles drifting slowly, overcast cold daylight, soft diffused lighting, melancholic and majestic mood, subtle wind, ultra-realistic textures on metal, rust, and concrete.
Style: Hyper-realistic sci-fi, cinematic color grading like Pacific Rim meets Blade Runner 2049, dramatic scale, perfect anatomy and mechanical detail, no text, no motion blur on the static mecha.
End with subtle "The End." fade-in text in the final second if possible.
"Men piloting the spaceship when suddenly an alarm goes off, intense atmosphere.
[cut] close-up shot of a military radar showing a danger alert as another object approaches the spaceship.
[cut] one pilot checks the radar and shouts: "We've got something behind us!"
[cut] the other pilot starts turning the steering wheel sharply.
[cut] aerial shot of the spaceship suddenly turning and flying extremely fast.
[cut] front shot of an alien woman with Aries-like hair horns and a robot sitting in another spaceship cockpit, the woman turns to the robot and says enthusiastically: "Oh... we're so gonna catch 'em!"
[cut] the woman focuses on the steering and starts speeding up.
[cut] aerial shot of one spaceship following the other, flying extremely fast.
No music."
Step 3:
Upload your first generated clip into Seedance 2.0 as a reference and use the next prompt:
"Extend the video.
[cut] men piloting the spaceship, the pilot on the right turns to the pilot on the left and says in a worried tone: "Captain, I think they're gonna shoot!"
[cut] aerial shot of one spaceship chasing another from behind, very close.
[cut] the woman and the robot piloting the spaceship, the woman suddenly shouts in a determined voice: "Shoot them!"
[cut] close-up shot of the robot's thumb pressing the red button on top of the steering stick.
[cut] aerial shot of the spaceship from behind trying to shoot the one in front, but only small sparks come out of the shooting holes.
[cut] back shot of the spaceships flying from behind, the spaceship in the back is about to run out of gas.
[cut] the woman piloting the spaceship, the robot turns to the woman and says in a robotic voice: "Boss... I think we're out of gas..."
No music."
Step 4:
Repeat the same process and use the following prompt to continue the story:
"Extend the video.
[cut] the woman aggressively pushes the robot out of his seat, shouting: "Nonsense!"
[cut] the robot falls to the ground, his head falls off his body and rolls to the side.
[cut] the woman looks determined while piloting the spaceship and suddenly presses the red buttons on top of the steering sticks.
[cut] aerial shot of the spaceship in the back, a small puff of smoke comes out of its shooting holes.
[cut] the woman in the cockpit gets scared, gasps.
[cut] aerial shot of the spaceship in the back catching fire and starting to fall down.
[cut] the woman in the cockpit panicking, turning the steering wheel sharply, alarm goes off.
[cut] the men in the spaceship sitting still, piloting. The pilot on the right turns to the pilot on the left and asks, confused: "Are they firing?"
[cut] the pilot on the left responds: "I think they're falling..."
[cut] the woman continues panicking in the cockpit, shouting. Camera trembling hard.
[cut] the back spaceship on fire, falling deep into space.
No music."
Step 5:
To end the story, head to Nano Banana Pro, take still shots of both main characters (the woman with the horns and the main pilot), and use the following prompt to create their children characters:
"Based on the attached images, create 2 kids of these characters sitting on a sofa in a retro-futuristic living room.
The younger boy should have blue skin like the woman and wear a purple pilot suit like the man and look surprised.
The older girl should have Aries-like hair horns like the woman and white skin like the man. She should wear a blue futuristic costume and look bored."
Step 6:
Head back to Seedance 2.0, upload the last generated clip from step 3 and the source image of the children from step 4 as references, and use the prompt:
"Extend the video.
[cut] The men calmly piloting the spaceship when an evil smile appears on the pilot on the left.
[cut] behind the men in the cockpit - the blue-skinned alien woman sitting with the robot head on her lap. She suddenly gasps and rolls her eyes, unsatisfied.
[cut] over-the-shoulder shot of the kids sitting in the living room. In front of them, the pilot with the helmet sits on another sofa, saying in a confident, satisfied manner: "And that, kids, is how I met your mother."
[cut] front shot of the kids sitting on the sofa, the boy completely amazed while the girl looks unbothered and says in a mocking manner: "Cool..."
No music."
Alien sky above a glowing planet: two massive capital ships in a high-speed orbital duel, constantly repositioning, never stationary, supported by a small wing of elite fighters. Combat is tactical, fast, and asymmetric.
Wide orbital shot: both ships curve along different trajectories around the planet, never aligned, trading long-range fire across distance.
Dynamic sweep: camera arcs with one ship as it rolls to present shielded sections, deflecting incoming fire while returning calculated shots.
Cut across space: the opposing ship accelerates laterally, changing angle, forcing shots to miss or glance off shields.
Fighter deployment: small units launch mid-maneuver, already compensating for velocity, diving toward predicted intercept points.
High-speed tracking: camera follows a fighter cutting diagonally across the battle, threading between long-range beams and debris.
Near-miss moment: a capital ship's main weapon fires slightly off-target due to motion, the beam slicing past and grazing structure instead of a direct hit.
Tactical shift: one ship uses the planet's curvature, dipping lower into atmosphere glow, partially obscured, forcing the other to adjust trajectory.
Precision breach: fighters exploit a brief shield misalignment during a turn, striking a localized section without stopping the flow of battle.
Damage response: the hit ship doesn't stall; it rolls, vents energy, and accelerates away, stabilizing while still firing backward.
Final escalation: both ships now on intersecting but offset paths, firing continuously while moving at high speed, the battlefield stretching across space instead of collapsing into a single point.
No hovering, no direct standoffs, constant motion, realistic spacing, tactical positioning, momentum-driven combat, cinematic but physically grounded, high-detail sci-fi realism.
Crea un vídeo cinematográfico de 15 segundos en una estación de metro abarrotada en Madrid. Hay un cartel que pone que la parada de metro se llama "GptZone"
Un hombre en un bonito traje negro con mangas enrolladas y una corbata aflojada camina normalmente a través de una plataforma de metro concurrida rodeado de multitudes que viajan. De repente, los enemigos (robots futuristas) aparecen de ambos lados atacando, creando un enfrentamiento tenso en la plataforma. Mientras los enemigos se apresuran hacia él, el hombre desata un poderoso ataque telequinético. De repente, todo a su alrededor entra en un estado de ingravidez y el tiempo se congela al chasquear los dedos.
Docenas de artículos, periódicos abiertos, tazas de café, equipaje, mochilas y una lata de refresco roja, salen del suelo, perfectamente suspendiéndose en mitad del aire. Los atacantes, están congelados en el aire por una fuerza invisible. Páginas de papel, recibos, y polvo flotan y gira alrededor de él sin peso.
La cámara se acerca lentamente al hombre, congelando perfectamente la plataforma caótica en el estado de quietud y suspensión inducido por telequinética. En la extrema quietud de la imagen congelada lentamente, los ojos calmados del hombre se estrechan ligeramente. Inmediatamente después, calmadamente levantó su mano derecha, los dedos apretados sueltamente, y luego hizo un ligero pero decisivo movimiento de la manga a cada lado de su cuerpo. En un instante, el tiempo congelado y la gravedad parecieron explotar con este sutil gesto. Un bajo estruendo se hizo eco en el aire, y docenas de objetos que habían sido suspendidos en el aire—una pieza pesada de equipaje, periódicos dispersos, incluso la lata de refresco roja— se transformaron en una densa proyección, llevando poderosas corrientes de aire, y fueron lanzados precisamente hacia los enemigos que atacan desde ambos lados. Al mismo tiempo, una onda de choque psíquica circular invisible se extendió violentamente del hombre. Los atacantes, que habían sido congelados en el aire, fueron instantáneamente golpeados por esta fuerza inmensa, sus cuerpos sacudieron violentamente, y fueron enviados volando hacia atrás como cometas con cuerdas rotas a ambos extremos de la plataforma. A medida que la gravedad regresaba instantáneamente, el equipaje se rompió con el impacto, los periódicos se dispersaron en una ráfaga de páginas, y con el torso de objetos pesados golpeando el suelo, los atacantes se derrumbaron sobre el suelo del andén del metro, incapacitados.
El silencio volvió a la plataforma, roto sólo por incontables papeles destrozados y el fino polvo a la deriva lentamente en el aire. Las réplicas de la onda de choque al hombre alborotaron el pelo y la chaqueta del traje. Permaneció compuesto, ni siquiera mirando a su oponente caído. El hombre bajó lentamente su mano derecha, levantó su delgada izquierda, y ajustó con gracia y tranquilidad su corbata aflojada, revelando su perfil tranquilo y determinado. La cámara se congela brevemente en este momento, papeles blancos cayendo a su alrededor como copos de nieve, resaltando su figura todavía en un traje gris con mangas enrolladas. Entonces, el hombre continúa caminando normalmente hacia atraás entre la multitud de viajeros, como si nada hubiera pasado, desapareciendo en la distancia de la plataforma.
Seedance 2.0
