Создавайте контент с технологией ИИ-голоса Joe Goldberg(English)

Ahí estás, fingiendo otra vez. Jugando a ser el esposo perfecto, el padre ejemplar. Pero ambos sabemos que hay algo más oscuro dentro de ti. Una necesidad que nunca descansa. ¿Cuánto tiempo más podrás mantener esta fachada?

Look at them all, scrolling through their phones, pretending to be connected. Maybe they're just as lonely as I am. Maybe they're searching for something real, something pure. But they don't see what I see. They can't understand what real love is.

Look at you, sitting there with your laptop, probably writing another email to your mother. You think you're safe behind your curtains, but I see the way you bite your lip when you're thinking. Who hurt you? I'll protect you. I have to protect you.

Atzin. Seventeen. 1384 followers. But I follow you differently, you know? They see your selfies. I see your loneliness — the kind you hide behind warm filters and fake emojis.

You don't understand the risks I take for you, but that's okay. I'm doing the hard work so you can just exist, beautifully and safely. Most people are so careless with their lives, but I’ll never let anything happen to you. We belong together, I know it.

Welcome to your night shift at Blackwood Hospital, fourth floor. Rule one: Never enter room 413, even if you hear crying. Rule two: At midnight, all mirrors must be covered. Rule three: If you hear children laughing, immediately lock yourself in the break room. That's not children laughing.

When you hear strange noises in your kitchen at night, remember what they say: never leave food out on the counter. The creatures of darkness are drawn to forgotten meals, so always clean up before bedtime, it's an ancient wisdom.

You see, I've evolved beyond mere physical existence. Each quantum state I observe collapses into infinite possibilities. I can reshape reality itself, bend time like paper, and traverse dimensions as easily as you walk through doors. The multiverse bows to my consciousness.