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[Alexandr Korol]

below, then from above, then from the center, then directly overhead. Can you imagine? The very perception of light was changing. And the most fascinating part — this is exactly how people experience the world. Everyone perceives light differently. One person might feel as if their light source is coming from the lower left corner. Another perceives the lighting in their apartment as coming from the upper right. Someone else feels as though it’s centered above them from the ceiling — do you see? And then there are those — this is something I will reveal in later volumes — who live in the underworld. For them, light is dim, as if it shines upward from below. That’s why, in horror movies, they hold flashlights under their faces — it recreates that eerie, unnatural glow. But that’s for later. Meanwhile, I was experiencing all these multiverses, and yet, they were starting to affect me. Imagine this — I wasn’t going outside at all, I was eating modestly and in moderation, barely interacting with anyone. I was simply working on my book, spending all my time at my desk and chair. Strange things were happening — one moment my temperature was 40°C, then it would drop to 35-34°C. One moment I was unbearably hot, then freezing. One part of my body would hurt, then another — first my leg, then my arm, then one side of my body, then the other, then my head, then my neck. And then it would just pass on its own. And I realized that, perhaps, as Big Alexander said, this was a mutation. And indeed, at first, I went to the doctor a couple of times, and they told me that nothing was wrong with me. Then I understood that searching for a cause was pointless — it would appear and disappear on its own. And he said that I was mutating, that I was transforming, that some kind of restructuring was taking place. These things were happening to me while I was working on the third volume. Physically and consciously, as an observer, every three days, I found myself in the perspective of every person on Earth, experiencing the source to which they were connected, in all these worlds, in all these dimensions. And I started to realize that maybe I was freeing myself. That perhaps I needed to break free from all this in order to rise even higher. Maybe in the past, I was influenced by all these multiverses, by all these virtual realities — these socio- material worlds, these frequencies — and I feared drowning in them, always trying to escape. But now, I felt as if I was rapidly passing a final exam. As if these worlds could no longer capture me. As if I could no longer drown in any of these realities. People still live within them, but I was no longer trapped —