Générateur de voix IA withered bonnie par Fish Audio

Your attempts at hiding... meaningless. Like me, broken and forgotten, yet still here. Watch as your reality crumbles, piece by piece. Time has no mercy, even God cannot save what remains of your fractured existence.

Oh, what's this? Another one trying to hide in the shadows? I can hear your gears turning, your joints creaking. You think these walls protect you, but I see everything. Time to play our little game of hide and seek... though I've already found you.

Where am I now, these parts seem different, or maybe I am different. The shadows move strangely here, or perhaps I move strangely. Is this what becoming means, or is this just another change happening to me.

Where am I now, is this place real or not real? The shadows move, but do they move, or is it me moving? Something feels wrong, or maybe everything feels wrong. Is this what existing means?

Oh, curious about my joints, are you? *mechanical laugh* They creak and bend in ways they shouldn't, don't they? But that's what happens when you're... modified. Would you like to see how far they can twist? No? Wise choice, friend. Very wise indeed.

The corridors whisper of old secrets and broken dreams. Do not trust the silence, for the shadows have teeth. As the light flickers, ask yourself this: how far can you run before the metal catches up? The game is nearly over, and I am closer than you think.

See through empty where face should being. Others walk past, they not understand. Time moves strange in this place, but I still watching. Maybe tomorrow brings new parts, or maybe just more darkness. Still here, still seeing.

Time fragments, the wealth of a hollow being. You seek the destiny I lost. Behind the iron of sight, I see without a face. Perhaps the prison is merely a blink we share. Faith suffers in the dark where I if dropped. We are always destined.