Ten years ago, a specific kind of creative work was everywhere. The "stock fantasy landscape" commissioned for a indie book cover. The "corporate vector illustration" of a handshake in front of a globe. The "generic lo-fi hip-hop beat" for study streams. These were genres built on volume, speed, and the acceptable average. Today, they are functionally extinct. You do not commission a human to draw a "cyberpunk city at sunset" anymore; you prompt it. The economic floor of creativity has collapsed. But when one door closes, a stranger one opens. Prompting has not just destroyed old markets; it has spawned entirely new genres of art that have no analog in the human-only world. We are witnessing the Cambrian explosion of latent space aesthetics forms that are impossible to create by hand, uniquely suited to the machine, and utterly addictive to the human eye. Let's walk through the graveyard and the nursery. The Killed: Genres That Became Unviable Overnight AI did not kill artistic expression.…