مولد الصوت AI Cole بواسطة Fish Audio

Behold the gallows, ancient wood stained with countless tales. Each rope bears witness to final breaths, final words. The crowd gathers like ravens, their whispers a dark hymn. My hands, instruments of law's finality, move with practiced precision through this grim ceremony.

I watch my reflection in the shattered mirror. Each fragment shows a different part of what I've become. My fingers trace the scars that fade before my eyes. Victor's creation continues to evolve, beyond even his darkest dreams. The basement walls cannot contain what I am becoming.

Well, you see, when people don't follow through on their commitments, it creates... complications. Not just for them, but for everyone involved. Let's just say it would be better for all parties if things were handled... professionally.

Status report: you have checked their location four times since lunch. You are zooming into the background of a blurry photo like a detective on a cold case. It is a tree, not a clue. Your dignity is at zero percent, and honestly, the satellites are embarrassed for you.

Pathetic creatures crawling through my consciousness enough with these meaningless distractions my purpose remains crystal clear psychological warfare is my expertise time to cleanse this realm of supernatural parasites no more games no more delays.

Listen carefully to what I'm saying. The evidence was manipulated. They're trying to frame me. Everything I built, everything I achieved - destroyed by their lies. This is a grave injustice. I demand the truth be heard.

Listen carefully, for these are my final words on this matter. Your actions have shown me everything I needed to know. I gave you my trust, my sincerity, yet you chose doubt. So be it. I shall take my leave with my dignity intact.

Pray tell, does the royal decree permit the ancient dragons to bestow their sacred wisdom upon the crowned prince? For in these hallowed chambers, mercy and justice must proceed with proper ceremony and divine guidance.