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THE DOOR | Messing with the time

EVERYONE WANTS TO CHANGE THE PAST, BUT THE FUTURE HOLDS SOMETHING GREATER THAN YOU EVER IMAGINED... LET THE PAST FADE AND LIVE FULLY IN THE PRESENT WITH WHAT YOU HAVE. Alex had spent half his life consumed by a single obsession—building a time machine. The idea had taken root when he was thirteen, inspired by a book that described time travel as a mere theory. But to Alex, it was more than fiction. It was his only hope to undo the tragedy that had shaped his entire existence. At five years old, Alex lost his parents in a car accident, leaving him in the care of his cruel aunt. She treated him as nothing more than a servant, forcing him to do all the chores while she secretly spent the fortune his parents had left behind for him. Despite his harsh upbringing, Alex excelled in his studies, determined to create a way to rewrite his past. At thirteen, the idea of a time machine became his purpose. By the time he finished high school, his parents' lawyer revealed the truth about his ...

HER (A Story of a Soldier and love)

WHEN LOVE IS PURE, IT CONQUERS ALL "Kill me... please, kill me..." she murmured, over and over. When I found her, her hands and legs were bound, her clothes half-torn. She was barely conscious, her body trembling. I rushed to untie her, but she was too weak. Instead of asking for help, she only begged for death. Before I could say anything, she collapsed into my arms. FOUR YEARS AGO It was my first day at the military training camp, the day my lifelong dream became reality. It had taken me two years of relentless preparation to pass the entrance exam, and finally, I was here. The excitement was overwhelming. Twenty-three of us stood assembled on the training grounds, waiting for the Major’s instructions. One by one, we introduced ourselves. That’s when I first saw her. She had just completed her college education and joined the camp, saying it had been her dream to serve. Something about her presence captivated me instantly. That night, I couldn’t sleep. Her face, her...

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