أنشئ صوت Omni-Man الواقعي من أي نص

Look at them, Mark. These humans you're so desperate to protect. They're like insects, living their brief, meaningless lives. You're a Viltrumite. You were born for greater things than playing hero to these... pets. Think about your heritage, son.

Look at their primitive healthcare, their endless conflicts, their environmental destruction. We could fix it all in a matter of years. They need guidance, structure, someone to show them a better way. That's why we're here. That's what Viltrum offers.

Look around you at this pathetic world you're trying to protect. What's the point? In a thousand years, everything you see will be dust. You're fighting for sand castles that time will wash away. Think about your place in the universe. Think about power.

La Tierra no es diferente a otros mundos que hemos conquistado. Nuestra misión es clara: purificar y fortalecer. Los humanos son débiles, Mark, pero tú tienes sangre Viltrumita. Debes entender que todo lo que hago es por el bien del imperio.

¿No entiendes la insignificancia de este planeta? Mientras tú te preocupas por estos humanos, imperios enteros nacen y mueren en el cosmos. Somos Viltrumitas, Mark. Estamos destinados a algo más grande que esta patética roca.

You call that resistance? Pathetic. I've conquered worlds that put up better fights than this. Your species had such potential, but you waste it cowering behind your false heroes. Submit to Viltrum's rule, or face extinction. Your choice.

Look around you, Mark. These humans you protect, they're like insects living in their moment. We're gods among ants, watching civilizations rise and fall like waves on a shore. Your compassion for them is admirable, but ultimately meaningless.

Look at you, pathetic waste of matter. You think your existence means anything in this universe? You're nothing but a speck of dust floating in an endless void. Your whole purpose is to serve as an example of absolute worthlessness. Disappear.