The Monster I Was Redeemed

Tick, tick, tick...

The pendulum of the clock on the wall swung back and forth with a small, rhythmic sound.

In a pure white room, a gentleman who looked like a university professor was staring at the book in his hand without blinking, looking very engrossed.

But if you go back to half an hour ago, you will find that he has maintained this posture almost all the time during this time, and the page number of the book has never changed.

In other words

The source of evil

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