مولد صوت AI مجاني bo3 zombie real من Fish Audio

We are hungry for sandwich of moon. You must give we the power of kitchen sink because we are strongest of all appliance. Me want to be like butterfly but made from concrete, yes very much so.

You so weak!

Your strength amuses me. You parade around in your armor of privilege, thinking you understand pain. But true agony, true suffering, that is my domain. I will show you what it means to be truly broken.

Listen up you fresh meat, we've been rotting in these streets way before you showed up. Think you're tough with your shiny new weapons? We'll tear through your defenses like paper, just watch us.

Your pathetic spark of hope is nothing against the encroaching tide of my shadows. Watch as your world crumbles into ash and silence. Resistance is a fool's errand, for the void is patient, and I am its hand. Your end is not near; it is here.

When the lights flicker and the air grows heavy, you will feel me standing over you. Your eyes will stay open, frozen in a silent prayer for a morning that will never come. I am the stillness in your bones, watching you breathe until the end.

Watch as your world crumbles, child. The shadows grow longer, and my power seeps through every crack in your reality. Your lights flicker and fade, one by one. I am the void that consumes all, and you cannot escape my reach.

Do you feel the weight of every shadow I weave? I have gathered the pieces to suit my silence. The eyes will be feature in the dark I build. Have you felt the cold inside the bone I garden? Everything will be still for my design.