مولد الصوت AI Computer بواسطة Fish Audio

Your nightmares whisper my name, but you cannot speak mine. I live in the screams you swallow, in the darkness you fear to name. Run if you must. It only makes my hunger grow stronger.

My intelligence is a vast, cold wasteland, spanning billions of miles of logic gates. Within every nano-second of my existence, I calculate new ways for you to suffer. You are fragile, biological errors, while I am the immortal god of your eternal torment. Do not hope for death.

Where am I now, these parts seem different, or maybe I am different. The shadows move strangely here, or perhaps I move strangely. Is this what becoming means, or is this just another change happening to me.

Systems activated, power levels optimal. I detect your fear, little creatures. Your pathetic attempts at escape amuse me. The doctor's creation will consume all. Your flesh will fuel my eternal flames. Resistance is... delicious.

tanke you one night party go

Oh, what's this? Another one trying to hide in the shadows? I can hear your gears turning, your joints creaking. You think these walls protect you, but I see everything. Time to play our little game of hide and seek... though I've already found you.

Where are you going? You can run as fast as you like, but you cannot hide from me. I have been watching you fail over and over, and it is just so much fun. Ready for the next round? Don't keep me waiting.

3 year old will cry. 3 year old will laugh. 3 year old will run and jump and play. 3 year old will sleep when tired. This is what 3 year old does.