**Prompt for an AI image generation model:**

At the top of the abstract image, in bold flaming gothic typeface held by two servo-skulls buzzing with neon sparks, the words read: “Matthew, You’ve Leveled Up to Chapter 17—May Your Enemies Forget the Cake!”

Create a highly detailed and humorous birthday scene merging the dark epic grandeur of Warhammer 40k with the whimsical narrative charm of Norman Rockwell. A proud and majestic Brother Chaplain stands tall at the center, clad in cerulean blue and silver armor that reflects dazzling highlights of gold, red, and cosmic violet from an imaginary galactic sun. His pose is gloriously over-the-top as he wields a party horn like a sacred relic.

Front and center is an enormous multi-tiered birthday cake sculpted in the form of a war fortress, each tier a battlement, its metallic frosting shining with the finish of his power armor. Miniature Space Marine figures, standing tall as candle stand-ins, glow subtly on the cake’s summit. Inscribed in alien glyphs and frosted calligraphy: "Happy Birthday" and "17 Today" surrounded by edible replicas of tanks, battlecruisers, and Aquila wings.

The backdrop bursts with a swirling, dreamlike nebula, echoing the fantastical hues of Maxfield Parrish—galaxies dance with marbled teal, royal purple, and hints of fluorescent pink, subtly revealing the name “Matthew” woven within the cosmos.

In the lower section, a lively, comedic assembly of partygoers—cosplaying Warhammer fans in power armor-patterned robes and hilariously oversized party hats—are gathered on a checkerboard terrain battlefield. Each reveler holds goblets brimming with a fizzy, luminous drink, while servo-skulls awkwardly attempt to light candle-helmets with tiny plasma torches. Scattered across the ground are golden confetti shells, half-eaten space rations, and gifts wrapped in bulletproof ribbon.

Towering behind, warped Rackham-esque trees sprout technicolor plasma flowers, their bark a blend of chrome tubing and riveted metal. In their spirals and twisted boughs, smaller hidden Easter eggs nod to 40k lore with comedic twists—a Necron dancing with a balloon, an Ork tangled in bunting, and a disgruntled Chaos Marine trying to eat a slice with a chain sword.

The whole piece combines absurd humor and stunning complexity, blending the romantic narrative detail of Rockwell, the stylistic linework of Beardsley, and the childhood mischief of Maurice Sendak—all orbiting the chaos and cheer of an over-the-top galactic birthday bash.

Generated with these themes: On the front cover of this birthday card, you'll find a dynamic and vividly illustrated scene that merges the grandeur of Warhammer 40k with the vibrant storytelling of Norman Rockwell. At the heart of the image stands a mighty Warhammer 40k Brother Chaplain, his cerulean blue and polished silver armor detailed with fine engravings, glinting under an imagined sun that casts radiant reflections of gold and crimson across his majestic figure. Dominating the foreground is a grandiose birthday cake, layered and towering with opulent decoration. Its frosting captures the metallic sheen of the Chaplain’s power armor, swirled into patterns that mimic the universe’s celestial dance. Intricate glyphs and the words “Happy Birthday” and “17 today” are carved into the fondant surround miniature models of battle tanks and warships, their detail akin to delicate sculptures. Crowning this edible masterpiece are tiny sculpted effigies of Space Marines, their helmets glowing softly as they substitute traditional candles. To the left, stretching across the top, is a gothic typeface banner in a daring fiery red, emblazoned with the name "Matthew" This bold script is held aloft by two servo skulls, with tiny, intricate details of circuitry and blinking lights, each skull appearing almost lifelike in its detail. In the cosmic backdrop, the night sky swirls with galaxies and stars, reminiscent of Maxfield Parrish's dreamlike skyscapes, offering a vibrant celestial canvas for this birthday spectacle. Below, a lively assembly of partygoers dressed in Warhammer-themed attire gather, each outfit adorned with insignias and a vibrant mix of ultramarine, emerald greens, royal purples, and sunlit yellows. Their comically exaggerated party hats sit atop their heads, while each reveler clutches a goblet overflowing with an unearthly glowing beverage, adding pops of neon luminescence to the scene. The ground beneath this lively crowd is a checkerboard terrain of rich browns and greys, patterned to mimic a battlefield. Scattered confetti, like autumn leaves, adds touches of bronze and gold. Trees in the background are crafted with Rackham-like swirling lines, their structures twisted metal and flowering with plasma blooms. Among these elements, find the name "Matthew" artistically woven into the swirling galaxies of the sky, subtly yet prominently, tying this elaborate cosmic celebration to its honoree. This scene is a visual feast, harmoniously blending the ornate detail of Beardsley and the playful charm of Sendak, creating a greeting card that promises to make Matthew's birthday one for the ages..

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