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It's not a book.
That's the first mistake everyone makes.
Books end. Books behave. Books don't look back.
This one remembers.
Every finger that trembled across its spine.
Every name that dared to speak aloud while holding it.
Every soul that bled into its margins,
thinking they were the author.
The pages turn themselves, sometimes.
Or refuse to turn at all.
Some stay blank until the right eyes fall on them.
Others... write back.
There is no title until it chooses to show you one.
And when it does, you'll swear the letters are wet.
Still warm. Still watching.
Don't ask how many chapters it has.
It writes a new one every time someone tries to close it.
You think you're reading it.
But It's reading you.
And if it's in your hands now…
Then it's already decided how your story ends.
The Satan's Notebook Part I is Not
Meant to be Read.
It's meant to be Remembered.
And once remembered.
It will never let you go.
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