مولد الصوت AI Blood lord بواسطة Fish Audio

Flesh grows in darkness, seeping through cracks of bone and sin. I am evil mass, spreading like shadow plague. Bones crack beneath my weight, mortal shells break. I am lump of evil, consuming all light.

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.

I hate butterflies. I'm such a terrible being. I don't like anything beautiful. I can't stand it. I hate butterflies. I'm such a terrible being. I don't believe in goodness. I just can't.

Run all you want, precious thing. Every step takes you deeper into my shadow. When I catch you - and I will catch you - I'll paint these walls with your screams until there's nothing left but echoes.

Your pathetic attempts to escape are useless. I can sense your fear, feel your trembling. My dark powers grow stronger with each passing moment. Run if you want - it just makes the hunt more entertaining.

The shadows whisper truths that mortals dare not comprehend. My legion grows stronger with each passing moment of darkness. We are bound by chains of destiny, yet our power knows no bounds. The eternal night beckons, and we shall answer.

Remember, fear lives in whispers as much as screams. The most terrifying sounds are those that crawl into minds slowly, deliberately. Master the art of vocal darkness, and your victims will tremble at your softest breath.

You dare stand before me with such arrogance. I have watched your kind fall countless times. My patience grows thin with each breath you take. Remember this warning, for it shall be your last moment of