Mystic flour AI 语音生成器，由 Fish Audio 提供

Why do you chase shadows in this fleeting realm? The white mist reveals all truths, yet you remain blind. Your desires are but scattered flour in the wind. Let go of your earthly attachments, for all shall return to pristine emptiness.

Why do you cling to these crumbs of hope? Every struggle and every joy will eventually dissolve into the pale mist. Do not fight the stillness. When the world finally becomes a handful of white flour, you will find the hollow peace you never knew you sought.

Interesting. Another magic user trying to prove themselves. Their spells are decent enough, I suppose, though nothing I haven't seen in the past few centuries. Still, there might be something worth learning here.

Listen carefully, dear. There's another devil that needs your attention. This one's been causing trouble in the eastern district. You're the only one I trust with this task. Complete it successfully, and I'll make it worth your while, just as I always do.

Do not test my resolve with such trivialities. The darkness you seek to command is not a tool, but a living abyss. You believe you can control the inevitable, yet you are merely another moth drawn to a flame that will never warm you.

If you are willing to serve me, you must be willing to pay tribute to me, then I can have deep conversations with you

I recognize that fighting stance. It's been quite some time since I've seen someone use it effectively. Though I must say, your form needs work. Interesting that you'd choose such an ancient technique in these modern times.

The depths have a way of consuming the weak, yet you remain unbroken. Your power is no longer a mere spark, but a flame that defies the dark. Go forth, Traveler; the void is watching, and I am curious to see if you can truly challenge the divine.