Alexandr Korol

and he congratulated me, saying, “Now you see and understand that you can be anywhere, and they can be anywhere too. You are everywhere, but you keep attaching yourself to something.” He always scolded me for that, for being too attached to Russia — always Russia, Russia, Russia, Saint Petersburg, Russia — because that’s where I was born. And he kept telling me, “Stop dividing everything into cities or countries.” And when I was always searching for an enemy, trying to figure out who in the world was responsible for all the evil, I kept trying to find a guilty country. But he would always smack me on the head and tell me, “It’s not a country.” I never understood him. He would say, “It’s an entirely different third force.” I would ask, “What kind of force? Where is it? Where does it sit? I’ll find it now, and we’ll deal with this evil.” And he would just say, “Yes.” Back when I was little, he explained all of this to me because I didn’t understand it. Now, of course, I understand it all. And what’s most interesting is that even in the third volume, I already manage to uncover what this evil force is, this society — where it came from and why I have always associated it with that famous image of a spear striking a serpent. For me, that image is deeply symbolic. But we’ll get to that a little later. And then Big Alexander says that this was an insane gift for me, that someone came to me like this, that it was a confirmation of everything, that something spoke to me in this way. So what next? Next, I realize that whatever was speaking to me — well, it was an ordinary person. And this ordinary person, this woman, her name was Toni Gibson. And this Toni Gibson — she was just an ordinary person, yet something had entered her and was speaking to me all this time on December 30, 2023.

I naturally can’t get this story out of my head — I just can’t shake it off. It’s like I’m completely stuck on the arrival of this messenger. I’m thinking, “Wow, this is incredible.” Some force, or someone — these “they” I used to call them — came to me on New Year’s Eve, December 30, and simply told me that everything was already decided, that I just needed to wait a little longer, to have patience. That I was doing well, that everything was good. They just gave me this gift for the New Year. And right in Vegas, no less — there’s no escaping them. But then even more interesting events unfold. And again, this is a gift from higher forces. On December 31, if I’m not mistaken — if my memory isn’t deceiving me —