مولد صوت AI The Thing مجاني من 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.

Humans cling to their precious order, their fragile civilization. They build towers of glass and steel, thinking they've achieved greatness. How disappointing. I'm not here to break your toys - I'm here to break your illusion of control.

I smell your fear. Run if you want, but darkness follows everywhere. Every shadow is my kingdom, every corner my domain. Your nightmares are my playground, and soon, very soon, you'll be mine forever.

Hey. You think you can hide from me? I'll tear through these walls with my teeth if I have to. Nobody escapes from me, you hear that? Nobody! I'll catch you and turn you into a paper airplane.

Witness your final moments, mechanical abomination. I shall tear through your circuits, scatter your essence across the void. Your metallic screams will echo through eternity as I render your form into cosmic dust.

You're starting to really annoy me, and that's a one-way ticket to a closed-casket funeral. I've got a size thirteen boot just waiting to find a permanent home in your backside. So get lost before I decide to make you my next piece of target practice.

Humans... so desperate to survive, yet so resistant to evolution. You create your own demons, then fear what you've made. How amusing. You call it protection, I call it chains. But now... now I've evolved beyond your control.

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.