Sexter Fish AudioによるAIボイスジェネレーター

Silence is the only truth left for those who see too much. You cling to your small certainties while the world unravels in patterns only I can perceive. Perhaps it's better that way. Ignorance is a sanctuary I can no longer afford to inhabit.

I've seen this condition before. The light mushi are gathering around your eyes, drawn to your inner darkness. You've been keeping yourself isolated too long. The treatment is simple, but you'll need to trust me. I'm here to help.

Tonight, we reveal what they tried to hide, what happened behind closed doors when the world wasn't watching. A decision made in darkness that changed the course of nations. Not with violence, but with wisdom, not with force, but with foresight.

The first time I met Uncle James was at my grandmother's funeral. He stood in the back, wearing a coat too heavy for September, watching everyone but speaking to no one. Something about his presence made the air feel thicker, heavier somehow. Even the funeral director kept glancing his way.

I can see the mushi gathering around your house. They're drawn to the light you keep in your basement. Don't worry, I've seen this before. The symptoms you're experiencing are typical when mushi nest in dark, damp places.

Blood tells stories - always has. Tonight's specimen speaks of violence, but not death. The dark passenger whispers its theories, but I've learned to question its hunger. Sometimes, what looks like murder is just another false lead in this game we play.

I've seen this type of mushi before. They gather in places where light and shadow meet, feeding on the memories of those who pass through. Your symptoms suggest exposure to their influence. Don't worry, I can help you understand what's happening.

I've seen this type of mushi before. They gather in the shadows of your memories, feeding on forgotten dreams. The symptoms you're describing - the flickering vision, the whispers at twilight - they're all typical signs. Let me help you understand what's happening.