Part 1 of Chapter 1
In a dark room, lit oleh a single meja tulis, meja lamp, there was the silhouette of a person. A person of about average height, with rugged hair. He sat at the desk, menulis on a single sheet of paper. The paper was filled with thousands upon thousands of words, completely blocking out the paper. The working man, seeing his paper lacking any free luar angkasa left, put his pencil away, and placed his paper on the puncak, atas of the stack. The paper rested on a pile that towered over him, it’s shadow blocking out the rest of the room behind him. The man got up from the meja tulis, meja and headed over to the door,...
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