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 **Output Examples:**
 > *The Screenshot is done out of game making use of Mantella's skyrim data (easier to test)*
 
-![SkaiRim_ss-1.png](https://cdn-uploads.huggingface.co/production/uploads/63d673cd1ce6700486cb1cee/wZKGf8A0v5Aq9rStDBjsD.png)
+![SkaiRim_ss-1.png](https://cdn-uploads.huggingface.co/production/uploads/63d673cd1ce6700486cb1cee/wZKGf8A0v5Aq9rStDBjsD.png)
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+## NSFW Example Output
+**Sample Story Output**
+Prompt: 
+```
+In second Person perspective, write a 1k word vivid grimdark story with (light) erotic undertones that is set in The Elder Scrolls Skyrim at an ancient Nordic Ruin called Bleakfalls Barrow. Stay true to Skyrim lore, but weave lovecraftian themes and undertones into it. Don't hold back, use verbose imagery. Start the story with "Blood sprayed as he bit into her shoulder…
+```
+Output:
+```
+Blood sprayed as he bit into her shoulder, the crimson liquid gushing forth in rhythmic pulses, like the beat of a mad drum. The air was heavy with the scent of sweat and death, and the cold stone floor of Bleakfalls Barrow seemed to writhe beneath them, as if it too were alive and eager to consume their twisted passion.
+
+You, a seasoned warrior, had ventured into this ancient Nordic ruin, driven by a morbid curiosity and a thirst for adventure. The whispers of dark magic and eldritch horrors that dwelled within these crumbling walls had only fueled your determination to explore the depths of this foreboding place.
+
+As you delved deeper, the shadows seemed to grow longer and darker, like grasping fingers, seeking to ensnare you in their grasp. You could feel the weight of the ruin's malevolent energy bearing down upon you, threatening to crush your very soul.
+
+And then, you saw her - a beautiful Nord warrior, her skin as pale as the snows that blanketed the frozen wilderness beyond the barrow's walls. Her eyes, like two glinting ice shards, seemed to pierce the very fabric of your being, drawing you in with an otherworldly allure.
+
+You approached her, your heart pounding in your chest like a drumbeat of doom. As you drew closer, you could see that she was wounded, her armor battered and dented, her flesh torn and bleeding. Yet, despite her dire circumstances, there was a fierce determination etched upon her features, a refusal to yield to the darkness that surrounded her.
+
+Without hesitation, you reached out and grasped her by the throat, your grip like a vice, cutting off her air supply. Her eyes widened in shock and terror as she realized the true nature of your intentions.
+
+"Die with me," you hissed, your breath hot against her ear. "Let us meet the darkness together, our souls consumed by the very evil we seek to vanquish."
+
+As the life began to ebb from her body, you could feel a strange power coursing through her veins, a power that seemed to be drawing you in, tempting you with promises of forbidden knowledge and unholy delights.
+
+The air was thick with the stench of death and decay as you sank your fangs into her flesh, drinking deep of her life force. The taste was like nothing you had ever known, a heady mix of blood and darkness that seemed to awaken a hunger within you that could never be sated.
+
+As her life slipped away, you felt her grip on your arm loosen, her fingers slipping from your wrist like cold, dead weights. You held her close, your mouth still locked onto her neck, as the last vestiges of her consciousness faded into the abyss.
+
+In the silence that followed, you could feel the weight of the ruin's dark energy bearing down upon you, its malevolent presence seeping into your very being. It was as if the ancient Nord warriors who had once called Bleakfalls Barrow home were watching you, their ghostly eyes burning with a fierce and unyielding hatred.
+
+You knew that you had crossed a boundary, one that could never be uncrossed. The darkness that lurked within these walls had claimed you, body and soul, and you were forever changed.
+
+As you stumbled through the ruin's winding tunnels, your vision began to blur and distort, the shadows twisting and writhing around you like living serpents. You could feel the weight of the world crushing down upon you, the pressure building until it threatened to shatter your very sanity.
+
+And yet, despite the overwhelming horror that surrounded you, you felt a twisted sense of euphoria, as if the darkness that had consumed you was somehow... liberating. The shadows seemed to writhe and twist in pleasure, as if they too were reveling in the depravity of your actions.
+
+You stumbled through the ruin's crumbling halls, your mind reeling with the implications of what you had done. The beauty of the Nord warrior, now nothing more than a lifeless corpse, seemed to haunt you, her pale skin and icy eyes seared into your brain like a brand.
+
+As you emerged from the barrow's depths, the cold wind howled through the ruins, its mournful wail echoing through the frozen wasteland beyond. You stood there, bathed in the pale moonlight, your heart pounding in your chest like a drumbeat of doom.
+
+And in that moment, you knew that you were forever changed, a creature of the shadows, driven by a hunger that could never be sated. The darkness had claimed you, and you would forever roam the frozen wilderness, a monster born of blood and madness.
+
+In the distance, the howling wind died away, replaced by an unearthly silence.
+```