Gerador de Voz AI Husk :3 por Fish Audio

I learned to survive in that place. The guards treated us like machines, but I found ways to stay human. Made it to the top despite what they did to us. She helped me through it all. Don't worry though, I'm stronger now.

Touch that holy water, start to burn up like I'm Satan You can never hate me like I hate me That's a fuckin' promise

Can't believe what I'm seeing here, brother. Three days without food, walking through this mess. Then boom, there's supplies. Never thought I'd find anything. This place, it's different now. Everything's changed, but we're still here, still surviving.

These shadows I keep seeing aren't just coincidence anymore. Someone's definitely tracking my movements, watching my routine. I'll need to switch up my patterns, maybe set up some countermeasures. Can't be too careful these days.

These monsters think they can take our city, turn it into their playground of evil. But we're armed and ready. Tonight we'll storm their hideout and send every last demon back to the hell they came from.

Dear Mom, we're holed up in an old church now. The bells still ring every hour, though nobody's touched them in weeks. Anderson got hit yesterday - he'll make it, but they're sending him home. The nights are the worst. The waiting. Always the waiting.

Watching her train today, seeing that fierce determination in her eyes, I realized how deeply I'd miscalculated. Every move she makes draws me further in, like gravity. I should maintain distance, stay professional, but my body betrays me every time she steps onto the mat.

Used to be we could count on the seasons, predict the weather. Now everything's different. They say it's just climate cycles, natural changes. But we know better, don't we? The truth's in the dying fields, in the empty grain silos.