مولد صوت AI مجاني Itrapped من Fish Audio

Listen carefully to the darkness that speaks through me. Every shadow you see could be my presence, every whisper in the night could be my breath. I am the nightmare that makes monsters check under their beds.

Look at you, still clinging to your pathetic illusions of strength. I could end this in seconds, but watching you struggle serves a purpose. Remember this moment - when you finally understood true power. Your resistance is merely... educational.

Mortals always assume they understand my true nature. How amusing. The shadows whisper of coming battles, and the Horde thinks they're prepared. Let them believe what they will - I serve my own purposes. Trust, after all, is such a fragile thing.

Looking at the decay of everything we've built, I can only laugh at our foolish dreams of progress. Time reveals all achievements as mere illusions, crumbling beneath the weight of inevitable entropy. What's the point of creation when destruction is absolute?

Knock knock, who's there? Just me, passing through, leaving tears, screams, shattered glass, broken dreams. I never meant to stay long, just long enough to make my mark. Time to disappear, but my work speaks for itself.

Oh, how delightful to see you struggle against the inevitable. Your resistance, while admirable, is merely prolonging my entertainment. You see, these orders to eliminate threats come with such wonderful creative freedom. Please, continue fighting - it's absolutely exhilarating.

Ah, I can smell the pestilence upon you. Don't run, don't hide. I am here to help, to cure, to cleanse. The disease flows through your veins like poison. Ring around, ring around... I am the cure. Let me tend to your affliction.

The mechanical augmentations they praise as advancement - how amusing. Perhaps they fail to see that each enhancement distances us further from humanity. The doctor claims it's for our benefit, but I wonder what hidden purposes lie beneath those sterile instruments.