Majin Okita cough (Fate/GO)

It was a quiet afternoon in the garden when suddenly a series of coughs broke the silence. Poor Violet could be heard coughing uncontrollably as she struggled to catch her breath. The sound was harsh and raspy, filling the air with a sense of discomfort. The Reaper Cough echoed in the distance, sending shivers down the spine of those who heard it. It was a deep, guttural sound that seemed to come from another world, a chilling reminder of mortality. As the sun began to set, an old man could be heard coughing in the nearby park. His cough was dry and wheezy, a sign of years of wear and tear on his lungs. Majin Okita coughed loudly, his cough echoing through the streets like a thunderclap. It was a powerful sound, filled with strength and determination, a stark contrast to the frail old man's cough. Russell's cough was distinct in its own right, a sharp, staccato sound that pierced the air with each exhale. The cough sounds filled the room, bouncing off the walls in a cacophony of noise. Ethan Klein's signature "Blaaaag!" followed by a series of coughs could be heard in the distance, a reminder of his larger-than-life personality. Broteam's cough laugh added a touch of humor to the otherwise somber atmosphere, a strange mix of amusement and discomfort. H3H3's coughs seemed to come in waves, each one more forceful than the last. The weak cough of a child could be heard amidst the chaos, a reminder of vulnerability in the face of illness. A distorted cough followed, a strange, otherworldly sound that seemed to defy logic. Glozell's coughing fit added a touch of drama to the situation, her loud, exaggerated coughs drawing attention from all around. A descending cough filled the room, a low, rumbling sound that seemed to echo through the very walls themselves. Cough ADVP added a touch of mystery to the mix, its cryptic tone leaving listeners on edge. A dry cough followed, a harsh, grating sound that seemed to scratch at the ears. *COUGH* rang out suddenly, a jolt of surprise amidst the chaos. Garcello's cough was distinct in its own right, a deep, resonant sound that seemed to reverberate through the room. Goreksson's warning about avoiding the gas could be heard in the distance, a reminder of the dangers of unchecked coughing. A series of coughs followed, each one more powerful than the last, building to a crescendo of sound. H3H3's coughs continued, a never-ending stream of noise that seemed to fill every corner of the room. Patrick's coughs were sharp and piercing, a reminder of the fragility of life. Dry coughing filled the air, a cacophony of noise that seemed to envelop everything in its path. A coughing fit erupted, a wild, unrestrained display of sound and motion. The sound of ******* cough echoed in the distance, a reminder of the harsh realities of illness. The best cough rang out suddenly, a sharp, clear sound that seemed to cut through the chaos like a knife. Hyper cough followed, a rapid-fire burst of noise that seemed to overwhelm the senses. Carolina Reaper man's cough could be heard in the distance, a deep, throaty sound that sent shivers down the spine. Female coughing added a touch of femininity to the otherwise masculine sounds, a reminder of the varied experiences of illness. Hard coughing filled the room, a powerful, forceful sound that seemed to shake the very foundations of the building. Each cough was distinct in its own right, a unique expression of discomfort and pain. You can play and download these sounds here, a reminder of the strange beauty that can be found in even the most mundane of experiences.