God created this world.
God has divided us into classes—according to the color of our hearts.
The higher the position, the lighter the color; the higher the position, the darker the color.
I am the Lord of this world, the agent of God. Because I have the only pure white heart in the world.
But when everything started again, I realized that my heart was black.
Discovering your own heart is better than flowers blooming in hell.
Or maybe God's heart is also black...
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