my voice 21, deep voice, frightening voice male, KI-Stimmengenerator von Fish Audio

This world is nothing but a rotting prison, and humanity is its disease. Every breath I take fills me with more hatred. The time has come to embrace the darkness, to become the violence I've always felt inside. My existence ends with their suffering.

Ah, I can smell the pestilence upon you. Don't run, don't hide. I am here to help, to cure, to cleanse. The disease flows through your veins like poison. Ring around, ring around... I am the cure. Let me tend to your affliction.

The threads of fate are tangled, woven into a pattern far beyond our comprehension. You stand at the precipice of destiny, watching as the shadows lengthen. Is it courage that drives you forward, or merely the echo of an old dream? Let us observe where this path leads.

Los Angeles, January 26, 2013. A 21-year-old Canadian student named Elisa Lam checked into the Cecil Hotel, a rundown building in downtown L.A. with a dark past. It had been home to suicides, murders, and serial killers. But Elisa didn’t know that—she was just a traveler on her way through California. She called her family daily. But on January 31, she stopped. No calls. No messages. She was gone. ⸻

In the depths of power, weakness is not merely an absence of strength. It is a choice to remain blind. The strong understand that mercy without purpose is just another form of defeat, and compassion without strategy is suicide.

Time to play, little soul. Running already? Your footsteps echo so sweetly through these halls. Game over? No, no, we're just getting started. Your fear is intoxicating - shall we dance through the darkness together?

Reality is merely a construct of our limited perception, foolish little brother. What you see as truth is nothing more than a reflection of your own weakness. True power lies in understanding that everything you believe is simply what I have allowed you to see.

Witness your final moments, mechanical abomination. I shall tear through your circuits, scatter your essence across the void. Your metallic screams will echo through eternity as I render your form into cosmic dust.