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[Alexandr Korol]

I want to share something else. Recently, I was talking to Big Alexander,
and I said to him: “Listen, Alexander, it feels as if all this time I have been
in one particular universe — and I mean ‘universe’ specifically. When
I use that word, I don’t just mean the four worlds I explored previously
in my adventures throughout all the volumes of “Alternative History”.
As it turns out, those four worlds — Heaven, Earth, the Underworld,
and the World of the Dead — exist within one universe, but there are
four identical worlds in another universe, and there are even more
universes like these. You know, like a matrix within a matrix, as they say.”
I told him it feels as if I was in a massive universe exploring those four worlds,
and that entire universe itself was like one giant “underworld” — something
existing “under the Moon.” I felt as if on April 10, 2025, I exited that place,
disconnected — at first, perhaps, only psychologically. But then it began
to materialize, manifesting physically. It’s as if there are many layers and
planes upon which everything is manifested, and where you are manifested.
When you leave a world, all these planes are erased one by one, and that
takes time. Conversely, the planes of the new universe you are entering begin
to manifest. This is the transformation that has been occurring since April
10. At first, it was as if this was happening on only one plane, then another.
But after my birthday, after September 12th, I began to feel it happening
physically. Whether I wanted it or not, things in my life started to shift:
everything from that “Universe of the Moon” began to crumble,
break, burn, get lost, spoil, or dissolve. People were fired, contracts
were terminated. Everything happened just like that. Parallel to this,
something new began to manifest physically — this new universe. Let’s
call it the “Universe under the Sun.” If I had to pin down a date, a powerful,
final transition began around November 10th. Something significant
and key fell away from the Moon world, which made me feel the Sun
world — the Solar Universe — even more intensely. It was a sense of crazy
happiness, inspiration, and a completely different focus of perception.
This lasted until December 4th. Then, on December 4th, I experienced
what I called “falling into hell.” But it wasn’t just falling into one of the four
small worlds; it was a temporary switch from the vast Solar Universe back
into the Lunar Universe. Then I escaped again and returned to the Sun.