Epilogue
A complete white room with a chair on the middle. There was a book on top of the chair.
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A lot of time had passed but it was still the same complete white room with a chair and a book on the middle.
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"Ahmm! Hello! Can everyone hear me. 1,2,3 mic testing mic testing. Hello! Okay."
A man wearing a black suit comes and sits on the chair. One strange thing about him was that his face was completely distorted. Like it was completely dark and nothing can be seen.
He grabs the book in his hands and starts reading it.
"Hmm...Dark Insight. What the hell! Who gives such a lousy name, man. Anyways let's check what's in it."
He read the book for quite some time and then closes it.
"Brother this is complete mess. Why is it so bad. There's no plot and character development. Like what was the author thinking. All it has is such a fake story."
He looks forward and says.
"Oh! Hey little man. Were you also reading this sh*t. Anyway the story has already ended so go home and try to become a doctor or lawyer or your parents are going to be real mad."
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Some time passed and the man was just staring at the white 3D plane.
"Huh! Still not going. Brother do you want to work at my cotton fields. Just go already. This book is a piece of sh*t. There's nothing to learn. It's just a useless story about a boy who lost his parents or whatever and became a murderer. And this boy ain't even the main protagonist. There's this old man and a white haired bi*ch who are the protagonists. I am really saying there's nothing to gain from reading this. I am seriously telling you to just stop reading this sh*t."
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"What! You are still here. Are you really that interested to continue reading it...
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Then listen..."