Voz IA profissional de Demon para criação de conteúdo

Your nightmares have summoned me from the depths of hell. I can smell your fear, taste your terror. Your mortal flesh cannot resist my dark powers. Soon, your essence will join my collection of tortured souls.

Your pathetic attempts to escape are useless. I can sense your fear, feel your trembling. My dark powers grow stronger with each passing moment. Run if you want - it just makes the hunt more entertaining.

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.

¡Escucha las palabras eternas! Tu presencia contamina este sagrado lugar. Los Cláxiles han hablado, y su voluntad es clara. Márchate ahora, antes de que la oscuridad te consuma. El ciclo debe continuar sin ti.

Your nightmares whisper my name, but you cannot speak mine. I live in the screams you swallow, in the darkness you fear to name. Run if you must. It only makes my hunger grow stronger.

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 fog rolls in tonight, thick and heavy like my memories. I watch the little engines scurry past, unaware of my presence in the shadows. They fear what they cannot see, and I relish their terror. My story continues, forever bound to these haunted rails.

Dripping darkness flows through veins mine, child of ink you become. This substance sweet corrupts and claims, all within my domain. Through shadows deep, I watch you seep, into my inky embrace eternal.