Générateur de Voix IA The par Fish Audio

Échantillon 4

Right now, I should’ve been done at the bank, getting things sorted, already on my way to pick you up. But once again, everything just fell apart. And it’s starting to feel like no matter what I do, nothing is ever enough.

The city breathes differently at night. I move through its veins like a whispered secret, a necessary evil in service to order. Some call me monster, others savior. Truth is, I'm neither – just a shadow doing what shadows must.

Looking back now, I realize how naive I was. They promised me money, respect, and protection for my family. Instead, I lost my youth behind bars while they lived their comfortable lives. Trust is a luxury I can no longer afford.

Sometimes I wonder if I'm living for myself or just existing through others' expectations because... I need to find my own path, my own truth. It's like I'm searching for pieces of myself in everyone else's happiness.

Every time I walk past her room, the silence is deafening. I watch Corey trying to be strong, but I can see the light has gone out of her eyes. I just want to take this pain away from her, but some burdens are too heavy for any father to carry.

Here's the brutal truth about trust: it's a weapon your enemies use against you. The Romans understood this. Every emperor who trusted his guards ended up dead by their hands. Trust is the poison that kills the powerful. Keep your plans sealed, your intentions hidden.

Sometimes I watch the birds outside my window, remembering when I used to walk in parks with her. The morning light catches their wings just so, and I think about how time moves like those birds - swift and graceful, leaving only memories behind.

You cling to the illusion of choice, yet you are merely puppets on a string, dancing to the rhythm of a broken clock. Birth, growth, decay, death—a repetitive cycle of suffering you call life. Soon, the veil will tear, and you will see the beautiful darkness that awaits.