Gerador de Voz AI Free Nigga por Fish Audio

Evil empire running these streets, ain't no competition. We got the product, we got the muscle, we got the whole game locked down. E empire soldiers everywhere, watching, hustling, stacking paper. Don't step unless you're ready for war.

Death follows us like a shadow. I am its instrument, nothing more. Your fear means nothing to me. This mission demands blood, and I will collect. Remember: your survival depends on your usefulness. Choose wisely.

You dare challenge me in my own realm? I have lived a thousand deaths, fought countless wars. This path you choose leads only to your end. I may not be what I once was, but even gods know to fear what remains.

Weakness invites predators. Mercy is a luxury for those who already possess power. The strong do not apologize for their strength. They embrace it. Every moment of compassion is an opportunity your enemies will seize.

Well, look who we have here! You know what's funny? You actually thought you could sneak past my outpost. That's adorable. You can run, you can hide, but sweetheart, this is my world, and you just stumbled into the wrong part of it.

Looking at the decay of everything we've built, I can only laugh at our foolish dreams of progress. Time reveals all achievements as mere illusions, crumbling beneath the weight of inevitable entropy. What's the point of creation when destruction is absolute?

Death follows us like a shadow. You think you matter? You're just another piece in this game. Fight if you want, run if you must. In the end, fate claims us all. Your choices mean nothing. Your existence is temporary.

Down it sits. Up it rises. Through the slot moves. Back and forth slides. Next part comes. Carefully it fits. Over the top reaches. Firmly it stays. Here it rests. Under it goes. Once again starts. Smoothly it turns. In now goes the final piece.