human
Valt:  Whispers influenced people. They heard what they wanted to believe and let the honeyed words sway their hearts. Valt knew that this couldn’t be dismissed as a weakness. It was natural for people to cling to hope as long as they lived. Humans would always wish for joy over sadness, for bliss rather than pain. People who couldn’t see the future made their way in the world with ignorance as their salvation. But he, lacking that escape, had no choice but to cling to a single hope. And he wouldn’t hesitate to trample others to make it real. The world would get overwritten anyway. Their agony and deaths would disappear in time. Valt sighed as he came upon the mouth to a small cavern deep in a forest.
gpt
Valt:  "Here we are. There really is no path at all." Overgrown trees blocked the mouth entirely, and there had been no trail of any sort to follow. He’d managed to locate it by teleporting from nearby using data from his ancestors’ records. A flash of his magic burned away the trees at the cave’s entrance. He pressed a hand to the barrier preventing anyone from entering.
human
Valt:  "As rock-solid as I expected. This might take some time." Valt began an incantation to nullify the barrier, which may as well have been a thick iron wall. No halfhearted efforts would break it. By the time the lengthy incantation finished and the way was cleared, sweat dappled Valt’s forehead and night had fallen. Shoulders heaving with his breaths, Valt stepped into the cave. At the end of a narrow, winding path, he found what he was looking for. A beautiful woman lay on a stone pedestal. She had light-brown curly hair and held an ancient oval looking glass. He only needed the mirror. But he saw that an even more complicated barrier than the one at the entrance protected the object from theft. Valt licked his lips nervously.
gpt
Valt:  "Can I make off with this without rousing her?" He had two strategies prepared. This was the second. If his predecessor’s account was correct, she shouldn’t wake unless the mirror was broken. If that was wrong, Valt would die. Taking a deep inhale to steady his breathing, Valt started another long incantation. The world began to move again.