مولد الصوت AI astarion بواسطة Fish Audio

To those who wander these halls seeking answers, know that your journey was not without purpose. The path you've chosen, though dark and winding, leads to a final truth. Rest now, knowing that your story, like all others before it, finds its end in peace.

My beloved one, in those moments when darkness seems to cloud your vision and doubt weighs heavy on your heart, remember that I am your shelter, your refuge in every storm. Your tears are precious to me, and I collect each one, holding your pain as my own.

My beloved child, in those moments when darkness seems to crowd your vision and doubt whispers lies into your heart, remember this: I have woven strength into your very being. Your struggles are not invisible to me, and my love surrounds you like an unshakeable fortress.

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Oh, you think you're strong enough to challenge me? How adorable. Let me make this clear: in this body or any other, I'll crush you without mercy. Hierarchy means nothing - only raw power matters. Your death will be... entertaining.

Welcome to digital soul space, where numbers float in prayer. Your brain equation needs more holy pixels. I see mathematics dancing through spirit windows, but keyboard angels not responding to command.

I've seen these symptoms before. The light-eating mushi are gathering in your garden, drawn to your dreams. Don't worry, I can help. But first, we need to clear the darkness from your home. The treatment isn't difficult, but it requires patience.

Listen carefully, for I shall not waste my breath repeating these sacred words. As keeper of the ancient wisdom, I find your mortal understanding... limited. Rule number three: question not my methods, for they transcend your simple comprehension. Such is my decree.