Mechanical oracle voice: Marley

Mechanical oracle voice, clanking, prophetic, and impartial

Prompt: Here's a mechanical-oracle voice—a vast, clanking intelligence of gears and steam, words emerging in measured, grinding pronouncements punctuated by the tick of enormous clockwork. The tone is ancient and metallic, prophecy delivered with the cold certainty of a machine that computes fate. There's a brass-and-destiny gravity to it, immense and impartial. It sounds like an oracle built of turning wheels, reading the future off the meshing of eternal gears.

Script: You seek an answer. They always seek an answer. Very well, the gears have turned. The calculation is complete. Hear the output. You will make three choices. Two will feel wise and doom you. The third will feel like madness and save everything you love. I cannot tell you which is which.