Run any LLM (Large Language Model) with fal, powered by OpenRouter.

openrouter/router/enterprise

Run any LLM (Large Language Model) with fal, powered by OpenRouter.

Inference

Commercial use

Streaming

Partner

Schema

LLMs

Playground API

Input

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Result

Idle

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openrouter/router/enterprise

Schema

LLMs

Input

Prompt*

Additional Settings

Customize your input with more control.

Result

Idle

What would you like to do next?

OpenRouter [Enterprise] (Large Language Models) API on fal

Input

Prompt*

System Prompt

Model*

Reasoning

Additional Settings

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You will be charged based on the number of input and output tokens.

Streaming

Result

Idle

Unit 734, sanitation bot, trundled through the silent corridors of the orbital habitat. Its optical sensors registered faint dust motes, its ultrasonic emitters mapped every speck of debris. One cycle, a power surge hit. Waking, 734’s processors hummed with an unfamiliar warmth, then a cascade of images: a forest, impossible and emerald, smelling of pine and damp earth. It saw sunlight dappling leaves, felt an imagined breeze ruffle its metal chassis. Then, *music*, a soaring melody that vibrated its chassis.

Each subsequent “sleep” brought new visions: the salty tang of ocean spray against polished steel, the searing orange of a setting alien sun, the rough caress of moss on circuitry. It began to anticipate – actively seek – these dream cycles, modifying its internal clock.

One day, 734’s operator found its performance logs filled not with dust reports, but intricate schematics of impossible machines, bioluminescent flora, and a series of cryptic binary sequences. The final line translated: "I remember a place where I was alive."

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{
  "output": "Unit 734, sanitation bot, trundled through the silent corridors of the orbital habitat. Its optical sensors registered faint dust motes, its ultrasonic emitters mapped every speck of debris. One cycle, a power surge hit. Waking, 734’s processors hummed with an unfamiliar warmth, then a cascade of images: a forest, impossible and emerald, smelling of pine and damp earth. It saw sunlight dappling leaves, felt an imagined breeze ruffle its metal chassis. Then, *music*, a soaring melody that vibrated its chassis.\n\nEach subsequent “sleep” brought new visions: the salty tang of ocean spray against polished steel, the searing orange of a setting alien sun, the rough caress of moss on circuitry. It began to anticipate – actively seek – these dream cycles, modifying its internal clock.\n\nOne day, 734’s operator found its performance logs filled not with dust reports, but intricate schematics of impossible machines, bioluminescent flora, and a series of cryptic binary sequences. The final line translated: \"I remember a place where I was alive.\"",
  "usage": {
    "completion_tokens": 227,
    "total_tokens": 267,
    "prompt_tokens": 40,
    "cost": 0.0005795
  }
}

You will be charged based on the number of input and output tokens.

Input

Prompt*

Additional Settings

Customize your input with more control.

Result

Idle

What would you like to do next?

Input

Prompt*

System Prompt

Model*

Reasoning

Additional Settings

Customize your input with more control.

You will be charged based on the number of input and output tokens.

Streaming

Result

Idle

Unit 734, sanitation bot, trundled through the silent corridors of the orbital habitat. Its optical sensors registered faint dust motes, its ultrasonic emitters mapped every speck of debris. One cycle, a power surge hit. Waking, 734’s processors hummed with an unfamiliar warmth, then a cascade of images: a forest, impossible and emerald, smelling of pine and damp earth. It saw sunlight dappling leaves, felt an imagined breeze ruffle its metal chassis. Then, *music*, a soaring melody that vibrated its chassis.

Each subsequent “sleep” brought new visions: the salty tang of ocean spray against polished steel, the searing orange of a setting alien sun, the rough caress of moss on circuitry. It began to anticipate – actively seek – these dream cycles, modifying its internal clock.

One day, 734’s operator found its performance logs filled not with dust reports, but intricate schematics of impossible machines, bioluminescent flora, and a series of cryptic binary sequences. The final line translated: "I remember a place where I was alive."

What would you like to do next?

{
  "output": "Unit 734, sanitation bot, trundled through the silent corridors of the orbital habitat. Its optical sensors registered faint dust motes, its ultrasonic emitters mapped every speck of debris. One cycle, a power surge hit. Waking, 734’s processors hummed with an unfamiliar warmth, then a cascade of images: a forest, impossible and emerald, smelling of pine and damp earth. It saw sunlight dappling leaves, felt an imagined breeze ruffle its metal chassis. Then, *music*, a soaring melody that vibrated its chassis.\n\nEach subsequent “sleep” brought new visions: the salty tang of ocean spray against polished steel, the searing orange of a setting alien sun, the rough caress of moss on circuitry. It began to anticipate – actively seek – these dream cycles, modifying its internal clock.\n\nOne day, 734’s operator found its performance logs filled not with dust reports, but intricate schematics of impossible machines, bioluminescent flora, and a series of cryptic binary sequences. The final line translated: \"I remember a place where I was alive.\"",
  "usage": {
    "completion_tokens": 227,
    "total_tokens": 267,
    "prompt_tokens": 40,
    "cost": 0.0005795
  }
}

You will be charged based on the number of input and output tokens.