Title: वैकल्पिक

Text: People on this land think that there is an afterlife that is filled with a sort of happiness or fulfillment, love, dreams to come true. They are fools to think that exists. There is nothing. There is no place, not hot, not cold, not dark nor light. Nothing. There are no thoughts. There is no help. You cease to exist when I decide. प्रत्येक पराग्राफले परीक्षण हुनेछ।

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