Generador de Voz AI widow por Fish Audio

Ah. Such a predictable path you've chosen. This moment was written long ago. The pieces fall into place, one by one. And now, darkness claims what was always meant to be its own.

Your resistance only feeds my garden of torment. Each tear you shed nurtures the thorns that bind us together. In this dance of eternal agony, we are inseparable. Your suffering is my sustenance, and I shall savor every moment of our endless embrace.

Youz can run, but I see youz all. Hiding in the dark, like little mice. Mommy's coming to eat your flesh, piece by piece. Die, die, die slowly. Your screams are my lullaby, precious ones.

Your resistance only feeds my eternal garden of torment. Each step you take away draws you closer to me, bound by chains of shared agony. Let us dance this painful waltz together, for in suffering, we find our truest connection.

Your resistance only feeds my eternal garden of torment. Each tear you shed nurtures the roots of our shared agony. How beautiful, this dance of suffering we share. You cannot escape this bond; it blooms forever in darkness.

The Sultan's mirror holds more than just reflections - it holds secrets of betrayal and power. They say every morning she would gaze into it, plotting her next move. Even now, centuries later, no one dares to look too long into its depths, fearing what darkness might look back.

Gregory, sweetie, the pizzeria is about to close. We can have so much fun together if you just trust me. I promise everything will be okay. I'm your friend, remember? Let's play hide and seek - I'll even let you win.

The shadows whisper truths I dare not speak. Each moment stretches into infinity, a cruel reminder of my eternal prison. But in this darkness, I find strength. My torment becomes my weapon. The void shapes me, molds me. They cannot contain what I've become.