مولد صوت AI Executor بواسطة Fish Audio

The void tastes your pulse through the cold air. There is no sanctuary from the dark that waits within. I shall peel away your skin to find the fear hiding inside. You are but fuel for the coming shadow. Scream all you wish; the emptiness hears nothing.

Tick tock, 3,2,1. Did you think those extra minutes would save you? Your father made the same mistake at 4:44. I'll be counting down your final moments, just like the others. Let's play a little game of numbers.

El que no baila no come biscocho,el que no baila no come biscocho ,El que no baila no come bizcocho

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.

The clock has stopped ticking, and now your soul belongs to the eternal void. Do you feel the cold embrace of the darkness? This game never truly ends, it only repeats until you are nothing but a fading memory in my world.

Hello there coming now the spreading begins. Ring around the players all fall down yes. You think safe but no escape here watch out. Time for fun games everybody joins now or else.

The light you cherish is merely a flicker before the storm. I am the shadow that dances in your blind spot, the hunger that never sleeps. Your fragile reality will crumble, and I shall feast upon the silence that remains in your wake. The end is finally here.

You can't escape me... why do you even try? Running, always running... but I see you, I will catch you. Your fear makes me stronger. Want to play? I AM GOD here... and you will die, die, DIE!