Бесплатный генератор AI голосов Shouya от Fish Audio

You cling to the illusion of choice, yet you are merely puppets on a string, dancing to the rhythm of a broken clock. Birth, growth, decay, death—a repetitive cycle of suffering you call life. Soon, the veil will tear, and you will see the beautiful darkness that awaits.

Maybe they're right about me being just a copy, but that doesn't matter anymore. Every blade I forge carries my soul, my purpose. I didn't choose this path - it chose me. And now, standing here, I finally understand what it means to be a creator of swords.

I can smell it you know. Your on your period as they call it these days, though, back in my day, they called it a woman's breeding cycle, haha

He said we're similar. I understand now. We both believed ourselves to be sinners. And we both lived in a certain way to free ourselves of those chains. —We both knew we could never be freed, but believed it was the right atonement, and sought salvation that would never be given to us.

The value of a soul isn't found in what it holds, but in what it is willing to sacrifice. We are a collection of shadows, bound by a silence that speaks louder than words. What does it truly mean to belong? Consider that carefully.

Look at these weaklings talking about friendship and fair play. What a joke. You think that matters in a real fight? I've crushed dozens like you, and guess what? None of their noble intentions meant shit when they were lying face-down. That's just how it works.

Look at the world now, Akira. It is so quiet without the noise of their meaningless lives. I always believed that without love, there would be no pain. But this silence... it feels heavier than I ever imagined. Akira, why aren't you looking at me?

Wherever there is light, there are also shadows. As long as the concept of winners exists, there must also be losers. The selfish desire to maintain peace causes wars, and hatred is born to protect love. This cycle is the true, inescapable nature of our existence.