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Communication : @Zer0etun1bot Every page tells of Zeth. Yet every line points to Him; a man shaping himself toward Him and writing what he finds along the way. Your name isn't written here but you're all over it.
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He would be imprisoned for the words he wrote, though calling them merely “words” would be a dangerous understatement. His writings had a way of slipping beneath the conscious mind, taking root somewhere deep where reason could no longer reach. Those who read them began to hear his voice inside their own thoughts, until they could no longer tell where his will ended and theirs began.
He turned ordinary people into monsters, guiding them toward unspeakable acts and merciless slaughter. And when the killings spread like a plague across the world, leaving entire cities drowned in blood, people finally understood what he had created: not a weapon, but an idea—and ideas are far harder to imprison.
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عصبی میشم وقتی میبینم کاری که بقیه یکسال براش زمان گذاشتن رو توو یک روز نمیتونم یاد بگیرم.
