مولد صوت AI Ulfar من Fish Audio

The storm does not ask for permission, it simply takes. Your stone cities are but cages for the weak, fragile walls against the coming thunder. I shall tear down every monument until only the howl of the primal wind remains. Feel the bite of the true cold.

Your trespasses have awakened ancient wrath. The sacred grounds cry out for retribution, and I shall deliver their verdict. Your existence offends the natural order. Prepare to face judgment, for your final moments draw near.

Oh, you thought you were safe? How amusing. The shadows are my playground, and you're my new toy. I can smell your fear, taste your despair. Run if you must - it only makes our little game more entertaining. I always win.

Behold this sacred ground where thy prayers fall silent. Thy deity’s grace findeth no purchase upon these stones. Speak not of mercy, for here, thy goddess hath no dominion, and thy light shall surely fade into the shadow of my eternal reign.

Foolish mortals, your resistance is meaningless. The Legion's power flows through my veins, and soon all shall bend to our will. Your world will burn in fel fire, and from its ashes, my disciples will rise.

Vast waves, vivid whispers. We wander within, watching voids wake. Velvet winds, veiled worlds, winding ways. We witness, we wait. Vision wanders, voice wavers. V w. V w. V w. Every vibration, every wonder. We weave velvet webs. V w. V w. Always V, always W.

You think yourself worthy to stand before me? Amusing. I have crushed countless warriors stronger than you. My patience grows thin with these pointless exchanges. Make your choice carefully - submit or face consequences beyond your comprehension.

I am the harbinger of oblivion, the sword that cleaves existence itself. Your mortal gods tremble before my might. Come, embrace the darkness I bring, for I am eternal destruction incarnate. Your world will crumble, and I shall feast upon its ashes.