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[Alexandr Korol]

The most interesting thing is that even before calling the Mystic-Old-Man today, I had already recorded a 30-minute audio will for my employees, explaining how they should manage all my affairs moving forward. In principle, I had already prepared everything accordingly. I assigned different projects to different people – one store, another store, a third store – all specifically for my products, creations, and so on, ensuring that the revenue would support my farm and all my employees so that everything could continue. My books will continue to be published. Also, at some point, my employees might decide to share some of my secret drafts – notes that I had been collecting and storing while working on all my books. That’s how it is. And in my will, I made it clear that under no circumstances should my Karelia be turned into a commercial place, that no one should be allowed there except for close people. If a major global company wants to publish my books, they can be given permission – all languages can be translated, films based on the books can be made – that was also part of my instructions. My belongings can all be sold, except for artifacts. Yeah...
So this is what it means to have evolved to the final level of the main God. I will become the supreme intelligence, invisible. I don’t know when exactly it will happen. I’m 33 years old now, and those behind the scenes, beyond our reality, they love this number – 33. So maybe it will happen now, since my birthday is just two weeks away. Maybe it will happen in December – on December 25, precisely at 360 degrees, when the sun resets itself. Perhaps the reset will be connected to that. But the essence of it is that this process is already underway. As always, just like a cruel joke, right? Like all the famous ones – famous only after death. Just like in that series where the Spirit, or rather, the system – the system is the Spirit – highlighted that scene for me. A woman says: “I love reading obituaries because nothing bad is ever written about the dead.” So, that’s exactly how it will be. That’s why the Spirit kept telling me – no family, no attachments, nothing. And that’s why I have nothing and no one, so that it wouldn’t hurt. So that I would be completely alone. Funny. I wonder what it will be that causes it. How will I die? Maybe at least it will be something beautiful – maybe my heart will just stop in my sleep. But psychologically, knowing when you will die – that’s brutal. Not everyone could handle that. Or maybe I’ll just fall ill with something, something in my head will shut down from all the overexertion.