مولد الصوت AI Scp 049 بواسطة Fish Audio

My work is most necessary, for the Great Pestilence is everywhere. You may feel a slight discomfort, but it is for your own well-being. Please, stay still. My cure is most effective, and soon, you will be free from the sickness that plagues this world.

Listen carefully to the darkness that speaks through me. Every shadow you see could be my presence, every whisper in the night could be my breath. I am the nightmare that makes monsters check under their beds.

The Pestilence is quite advanced in this one, a most fascinating specimen indeed. You must remain perfectly still during the operation to ensure the cure's success. My methods are precise, and soon, you shall be purged of this terrible affliction forever. Now, let us begin.

You think you're safe but I'm right here watching every move you make. Can't escape from me that's funny isn't it? Keep running but I'm always closer than you think just give up already because I'm everywhere you go.

The walls whisper tonight. 312 steps from my bed to the window. I watch shadows dance, remember her smile. It burns inside. Time moves like thick syrup, drowning memories. They say I'm better now. But the echoes never stop. Never stop.

Mortals always assume they understand my true nature. How amusing. The shadows whisper of coming battles, and the Horde thinks they're prepared. Let them believe what they will - I serve my own purposes. Trust, after all, is such a fragile thing.

Is that a tear? How quaint. You think your little displays of emotion will change anything, but we both know the truth. You belong in the shadows, right where I want you. Don't turn away now. This is exactly what you craved, isn't it?

Listen carefully, because words are just another weapon in our arsenal. You think you understand the art of deception, but you're merely playing in the shadows. True Shinobi know that every syllable can be poison or medicine. How naive, kinkaoo.