قلوب من ظلام
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  • Reads 391
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  • Parts 15
Ongoing, First published Oct 29
هل فكرت يومًا كيف يمكن لجشع رجل واحد أن يهدد مصير البشرية؟ في البداية، لم أولِ هذا السؤال الكثير من الاهتمام. الجميع أحرار في حياتهم واختياراتهم. لكنني كنت أحمل ذرة فضول. هل يمكن حقاً أن يجلب جشع فرد واحد دماراً شاملاً؟ في البداية، كانت الفكرة تبدو مبالغة، لكن سرعان ما اكتشفت أنها لم تكن كذلك على الإطلاق.
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