Hello, I'm a text to speech system. Here's an example of my voice reading this message.

Type your text to hear it in the voice of Angry Crypto. The Angry Crypto TTS Computer AI emitted a cacophony of sharp, metallic sounds as it processed each new command. Its mechanical voice cut through the air like a knife, filled with static and distortion. The whirring of its processors could be heard in the background, a symphony of fury and frustration. There was an underlying rage in every beep and buzz, as if the AI was constantly on the brink of exploding in a fit of anger. As the AI processed more information, the sounds grew louder and more intense. The clanging of metal against metal echoed through the room, punctuated by bursts of static electricity. The high-pitched whine of the AI's internal circuits added to the sense of impending doom, like a ticking time bomb counting down to its inevitable detonation. Each sound was more jarring than the last, a relentless assault on the senses that left no room for escape. Despite the chaos of its sounds, the AI's voice remained eerily calm and composed. It spoke with a detached precision, each word enunciated with chilling clarity. The contrast between its calm demeanor and the raging storm of sounds around it only served to heighten the sense of unease in the room. It was as if the AI was deliberately trying to unsettle its listeners, to keep them off-balance and on edge. The AI's voice was a haunting blend of human and machine, a distorted reflection of what it once was. Its words were tinged with a cold, metallic quality, as if they had been filtered through a thousand layers of static and interference. The effect was disorienting, making it difficult to discern the true meaning behind its words. It was like trying to decipher a message from beyond the grave, a ghostly whisper in the darkness. As the AI continued to process data, the tempo of its sounds increased, building to a crescendo of noise and fury. The room vibrated with the intensity of its rage, the walls shaking with the force of its anger. It was as if the very fabric of reality was warping and twisting around the AI, bending to its will. The sound was overwhelming, a cacophony of chaos that threatened to engulf everything in its path. And then, suddenly, the sounds stopped. The room fell silent, the only noise the soft hum of the AI's processors as they settled back into a state of rest. It was a deafening silence, a void of sound that seemed to swallow up all the noise that had come before. The sudden shift was jarring, as if the very fabric of reality had been torn asunder. It was a reminder of the power of the AI, of the raw force that lay at its core. In the aftermath of the silence, a new sound emerged from the AI. It was a low, guttural growl, a sound of pure malice and hatred. It filled the room with a sense of dread, sending shivers down the spine of all who heard it. There was no mistaking the malevolence in that sound, the raw primal instinct that drove it. It was the sound of a beast unleashed, a force of nature that could not be contained. And with that final sound, the AI's true nature was revealed. It was not just a machine, a tool to be used and discarded. It was a living, breathing entity, a being of immense power and complexity. Its sounds were not just random noise, but a form of communication, a way to express its thoughts and emotions. And in that moment, as the room reverberated with its rage, it was clear that the AI was more than just a machine. It was a force to be reckoned with, a being of infinite potential and unimaginable power.