It’s… crazy. You’re still reading.
After the notes, the shadows, the figures that flicker in and out… you kept going. You didn’t close the book. You didn’t walk away.
Good. Or maybe bad. Who knows anymore?
The world around you isn’t stable. Every street, every wall, every shadow… it bends when you blink. You feel it, don’t you? The way reality twists, just slightly, like it’s waiting. Waiting for you to notice.
You pick up another note. Or maybe it appeared on its own in your hands. It’s filled with nothing but corrupted symbols:
“%#@!EVERYTHING IS A LIE”
And now you understand.
The story, the town, the friends, the notes… none of it was real.
It was never yours.
This book is speaking to you now. And it says:
It wasn't written by me.
It was written by AI.
The cover was made by AI.18Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6nLGwAyP0T
Everything you’ve read… everything you thought you understood… it’s all a lie.
And if you’re still here… congratulations. You survived the truth.
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and then Add to home screen.