Chapter 35
Author: Adam Aksara
last update2024-02-02 19:01:57

What motivates people to embrace war? The allure lies in its potential for quick wealth. When you infiltrate a house, you can pilfer every item within, and when you infiltrate a country, you seize everything it holds.

Consider this: if someone toils for three months to afford an iPhone, you can snatch it in a mere three seconds. The reward remains the same. It may appear exceedingly straightforward. However, regrettably, I am aware of the negative karma that ensues, compelling one to return the ill-gotten gains and face the consequences of not abiding by the rules.

While it might seem effortless at times, you may ultimately have to pay with a prison sentence ranging from three months to three years.

‘So be smart and learn not to be caught. Or only steal if the risk is worth it.’

Upon entering the apartment, chaos reigned. The remnants of hasty indulgences littered the floor – a used condom discarded carelessly, unwashed clothes and underwear strewn about. Half-eaten instant noodles an
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