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[Alexandr Korol]

future. But there are countless other versions, and you will never know them, even though they exist.
What starts happening to me from March 2024 to June 10? There is this one timeline where, naturally, I keep contemplating what time is, who the Mother of God is, who this “agent smith” is — this dark intelligence that came from somewhere and why it possesses people. Where is its source? I want to find it and defeat it. Because if I can disconnect this source, I hope I can save everyone— these are the kinds of illusions running through my mind. But at the same time, strange things start happening to me. I start getting sick. From February, March, until today — let’s say November — I have fallen ill about twenty times. Twenty different illnesses, whose names I don’t even know. Why do I even call it that? I could have chosen not to name it this way. Why do I call it an illness? Because, as I suspect, this is happening not only to me but to many others. If we already acknowledge that we live within a system and that some kind of restructuring is taking place, that we are entering a new era, a new phase, that rhythms and vibrations are changing... And so Big Alexander tells me every time:

– Alex, you’re not sick!
– But I have this, and that, I’m practically collapsing!
– Don’t pay any attention, you’re mutating!

And so, since I started... Well, since I finished a year ago, on August 30, 2023, when I completed the first volume, then began working on the second, then the third, and now I’m already working on the fifth, all this time Big Alexander has been telling me that I am mutating, that this is transformation, mutation, that my eyes might hurt, my brain might hurt, my bones might hurt, that everything might hurt. That I might not be able to get up, to walk, that anything could happen. And believe me, everything has happened exactly like that — if he hadn’t explained to me that this was mutation, I would have definitely called an ambulance at least five times, honestly. At least five times, for sure. The last time, I was lying with a fever of 40°C, and the most interesting part? It was a day before the presentation. The cause? No reason at all. A fever of 40 for a couple of days, and you feel like you’re not even here anymore, like you’re already on the other side. What is this? Mutation. Seriously, imagine