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SERIAL KILLER STATEMENT

According to experts, José Luis Calva Zepeda fits

the profile of a serial killer almost perfectly.

At the time, the Calva Zepeda case became

the archetype of evil, a human being turned monstrous.

Do you suffer from any illness?

Psychological problems.

Write, "Psychological problems."

Back in 2007, the Homicide Prosecutor's Office considered

a young woman whose remains were found in Tlatelolco,

very close to the apartment at Mosqueta 198,

which José Luis Calva Zepeda had rented beginning in April 2007,

as a possible victim.

They were able to identify her as a sex worker

because of several tattoos on her body.

During the search of the apartment,

did you find any items that looked like trophies from victims?

In the room where the body was found,

one of the drawers contained women's clothing.

I read that there were between 17 and 18 garments,

- mostly women's underwear, right? - Yes, that's right.

So that caught your attention?

FORMER DIRECTOR OF FORENSIC SCIENCE, PGJDF

Absolutely. Of course. With this type of killer,

it's common for them to keep something that belonged to the victim.

It's a form of fetishism.

But when the offender is disorganized,

they don't realize those items can also link them to other murders.

THE CANNIBAL POET

Throughout the Calva Zepeda investigation,

both Mexico City and the State of Mexico authorities looked

into other homicides besides the ones he was formally charged with,

Alejandra's murder in October 2007 in Mexico City

and Verónica's murder, whose remains were abandoned in Chimalhuacán.

VICTIM EMOTIONAL BOND - 2004

The other homicide investigated in Mexico City,

apart from Alejandra's,

involved a woman known only as "La Jarocha."

JAROCHA FOUND IN NONOALCO TLATELOLCO

When Calva Zepeda was arrested on October 8th, 2007,

the Homicide Prosecutor's Office began connecting the dots.

The owner of the apartment showed investigators

the lease agreement,

which revealed that Calva Zepeda had rented it starting April 1st,

although he didn't move in until April 10th.

Olga Lidia, his girlfriend at the time, later said

that during those days between April 1st and April 10th,

Calva had been visiting the apartment to drop off boxes,

paint the walls, and do other preparations.

That immediately caught investigators' attention

because it placed him in the area

right around the time La Jarocha's remains were discovered.

From that point on, they focused their investigation

on Calva Zepeda as a possible suspect in her murder.

LA JAROCHA, ANOTHER OF CALVA ZEPEDA'S VICTIMS,

DIED FROM STRANGULATION, ACCORDING TO FORENSIC REPORTS

IN APRIL, THE DISMEMBERED BODY OF A SEX WORKER KNOWN AS "LA JAROCHA"

WAS FOUND INSIDE A SUITCASE

One police investigation also revealed...

FORMER HOMICIDE PROSECUTOR'S OFFICE AGENT

...that La Jarocha had been inside Calva's apartment.

A neighbor from the building had seen her with Calva...

FORMER PGJDF OFFICIAL

...making José Luis Calva Zepeda the last known person seen with her.

That neighbor's testimony became the main piece of evidence

the prosecution used to support its theory that Calva Zepeda was responsible.

Do you think he may have committed other murders

besides Alejandra's, Verónica's, and possibly La Jarocha's?

Do you think he killed more women?

He was always escalating.

So yes, it's very possible he killed somewhere else, too.

Maybe women like... like La Jarocha,

women who...

who didn't have close families.

- Who had no one looking for them. - Exactly.

Regarding La Jarocha, Calva said he didn't know anything.

DISMEMBERER COULD BE A SERIAL KILLER

He said they were even trying to blame him for the Juárez murders.

CANNIBAL POET LINKED TO THE DITCH MURDERS

A prosecutor asked him if he went to Juárez often.

And he said yes.

That he would go there to eat and then come back.

PGJ LINKS POET TO A THIRD MURDER

"It's the absence of your body next to mine."

"The desire to trap you between my pillow and its dreams."

"It's your gaze that pierces me like a hunting spear."

Olga Lidia remembers

that once they moved here...

NEWS EDITOR AT "LA PRENSA"

into the apartment in the Guerrero neighborhood,

that's when he started distributing his poems around the area...

TO THE FALLEN SOLDIER

...around the Alameda Central area.

PREMONITIONS

He handed them out in exchange for whatever people wanted to give him.

NEVER SURRENDER

There was an internet café near Hidalgo Metro Station

where he would type his poems on a computer.

INTERNET CAFÉ

They printed them there,

and at first, he gave them away around the Alameda area.

Then they realized people were responding well,

so they started selling them for ten pesos.

Sales continued to go well,

so they raised the price to 20 pesos.

The money from selling the poems

was used mainly by José Luis Calva Zepeda to buy alcohol.

Olga said he often returned

to the apartment on Mosqueta Street drunk,

and eventually, she could no longer endure the abuse, insults, and humiliation.

Until one day, Olga couldn't put up

with José Luis’s cruel, harsh behavior any longer,

so she says she decided to separate from him.

SURVIVOR

LIDIA SÁNCHEZ, WHO LIVED WITH THE CANNIBAL OF GUERRERO

SAYS HE PRACTICED WITCHCRAFT

In your article about Olga, you called her "the survivor."

Did she see herself that way,

as someone who survived Calva Zepeda?

Yes, she did. She told me, "I got out just in time."

"I escaped just in time."

She spoke with genuine fear,

believing she could easily have become...

one of José Luis's victims.

Why were some women able

to leave him and move on with their lives

while others were murdered?

Interestingly...

CRIMINOLOGIST

...the only girlfriend we know survived

was the one Calva's mother approved of.

She didn't think highly of his other girlfriends.

What Calva Zepeda wanted most was his mother's approval.

If his mother disliked the woman, those were the ones who ended up dead.

The only one she approved of was also the only one who survived.

When Calva moved into the Mosqueta apartment

with his girlfriend Olga Lidia in April 2007,

Alejandra started working at a pharmacy

just a few blocks away.

Around August, Calva began courting her,

and they started dating.

Doctor, what do you remember about that relationship?

Soon after they met,

she took him to a family gathering to introduce him to everyone.

From the very beginning, however, Alejandra's mother sensed

something wasn't right.

Her brothers and sisters noticed

he was desperate to make everyone like him.

He always had to be the center of attention.

He dominated every conversation and wouldn't let anyone else speak.

A few weeks before he killed Alejandra in the Mosqueta apartment,

Calva performed a monologue at a café.

ACTOR AND POET

You mentioned that monologue,

which he presented in mid-September 2007 at a karaoke bar

near his apartment in the Guerrero neighborhood.

- Yes. - What do you remember about that night?

It was a tiny place with six or seven tables.

When he finished, everyone applauded. "Oh, that was wonderful."

He strutted around like a peacock.

"Well? Did you like it? I'm staying here."

He was extremely pleased with himself.

Alejandra, who was his girlfriend at the time, was there that night, too.

Was that where you met her?

Yes. I wasn't close to Alejandra,

but we spoke on the phone.

It hurts me deeply.

JOSÉ LUIS CALVA ZEPEDA'S SISTER

- Very deeply. - What was Alejandra like?

She was very sweet. Very... very kind.

"You seem smaller than you are."

"Your waist is slender, your feet are small, your lips are full."

"Even so, I know you're my other half."

How did their relationship seem to you?

At first, they seemed fine.

But Alejandra began noticing changes in him.

He became aggressive.

So she told him she didn't want to be with him anymore.

I think that was the trigger for José Luis's mind.

The same pattern as... Let's go back...

- Verónica's. - ...12 years earlier with Verónica.

At the beginning of a relationship, everything is sweetness. The attention...

But he already wanted to live with her.

He became extremely possessive.

"I'm living in the eye of a storm."

"Rage consumes me. Jealousy controls me."

"I'm bleeding. I'm tearing myself apart. I'm cornering myself."

"The thread that binds us is so fragile

that I'm afraid of losing myself when I'm away from you.

Living without you is like dying inside,

and every vertebra in my body goes numb.

I need to smoke a cigarette, watching the smoke curl upward,

pretending it's you, believing you can hear me,

dreaming you no longer hurt me, that I'm no longer losing you."

"Meanwhile, in silence, inside my false world, you still love me."

Hi, Jason. I managed to contact one of Alejandra's friends

who played a key role in Calva's arrest.

His name is Daniel Zarco. He wasn't easy to find,

but he agreed to meet with me, so I'll let you know what he tells me.

See you later.

THE INVESTIGATION

You met Alejandra when you were teenagers. How would you describe her?

I met Alejandra in high school.

She was a wonderful person.

LAWYER

Very... very friendly. Very... very outgoing.

If you asked me to describe her in one word,

I'd say she was incredibly kind.

It all began in October 2007.

One day, Alejandra's mother called me

and said, "Alejandra is missing."

"She left for work early this morning,

but she never got there."

She's not answering her phone, and it's very strange

because her son is here at home.

She would never go this long without calling.

I told her not to worry and that we'd start looking into it.

I asked her to come to my office the following day, October 6th.

As I took notes, I asked, "Does she have a boyfriend?"

"Yes." She had a boyfriend.

But no one knew where he lived.

So how did we begin the search?

We started by canvassing the neighborhood.

There's a method

where you ask people at nearby shops and businesses.

The local shopkeepers usually know what people are doing,

where people go, and where they work.

The only photo I had of him to help identify him

was the one printed in one of his books.

It was this poetry collection.

On the back cover or inside the back flap,

there was a tiny photograph.

Actually, it's this one.

It's in black and white, and it's only about this big.

The image was really small.

And then you start asking around at the various stores located

right on the ground floor of the Mosqueta building.

I mean, those ancillary spaces, right?

What are they called, anyway? There’s a restaurant, there’s stores...

There was an internet café...

- Exactly. - ...that he used a lot.

They told me, "I think he lives nearby because he comes here all the time."

Eventually, we found the address.

It was 198 Mosqueta Street.

It was just around the corner,

and I started knocking on apartment doors

until I reached Apartment 17.

José Luis Calva Zepeda answers the door.

I said, "Hi, I'm looking for José Zepeda."

He asked, "Who's asking?" I said, "I'm a friend of his."

He replied, "He's not here."

So I asked, "And who am I speaking with?"

He said, "I'm the building manager."

At that moment I thought, "That's him."

So I tried talking to someone else who was coming out of the building.

I asked, "Excuse me, does he live here?"

After thinking for a moment, the person said, "I think so."

Then I asked about Alejandra.

"Have you seen Alejandra?" "No, no, I don't know."

When I turned back toward the door,

I saw my colleague Alfonso had already gotten one foot inside.

Then I looked up and saw a tall man.

It was the man who would later become known as the Cannibal of Guerrero.

I walked over and said, "Hi, José."

I wasn't completely sure it was him, but I acted as if I knew.

I said, "Hi, José. I've been knocking for a while and you wouldn't answer."

He covered his face and said...

"I was sound asleep."

"I've been having trouble sleeping,

and my mother suggested I take some diazepam.

She told me to take two, three, maybe five drops,

but I took about 24."

He even remembered the exact number of drops.

I said, "I'm a lawyer."

"I'm looking for Alejandra Galeana Garavito."

"Do you know her?" "Yes."

Then he began speaking in an almost poetic way...

Okay.

...with the quick mind that was characteristic of him.

Completely calm,

knowing Alejandra was inside the apartment.

He stared off into the distance and said, "We...

loved each other."

"But our paths diverged. Each of us went our own way."

"It could have been something wonderful, but we parted ways."

"I haven't seen her in about four to six months."

Then...

he called over a woman everyone knew as "La Güera,"

who sold candy nearby.

He used her to back up his story.

He said, "Right, Güera? Alejandra hasn't been here."

His tone was commanding.

It felt like he was forcing her

to agree with him.

Then he asked, "Right, Güera?"

"Alejandra hasn't come here, my girlfriend?"

"No, no."

Then he asked another leading question.

"And it's been a long time since we've seen each other, right?"

She answered, "No, I haven't seen her. If I had, I'd tell you."

I handed José Luis my business card and said,

"If you hear anything, call me."

Then I simply walked around the block,

waiting for him to leave.

When I came back, I asked La Güera, "Have you seen Alejandra?"

She said, "Yes. I don't know about yesterday,

but I've definitely seen her here this week."

So she completely contradicted José Luis?

Completely. I gave her some money

and told her, "If you see him again, call me."

Then I turned to my associate, who was also a lawyer,

and said, "You know what?"

"He already killed her."

"You have only two choices before you."

"Live or die."

"Dying is easy. You don't even have to stop breathing."

"But to truly live, you first have to die."

You mentioned you spoke with him the night before.

- Yes. - What did you talk about?

The usual. "How are you?" "I'm fine."

I told him, "You sound strange. What's wrong?"

By then he was already trying to get drugs.

People said he'd managed to get some crystal meth.

Mentally, I think he... he was already falling apart.

Early Sunday morning,

my cell phone rang while I was at home.

I answered, "Who's this?"

The caller said, "It's La Güera. I'm here with your friend."

I asked, "Where are you?"

She replied, "We're at the park."

I told her, "Don't let him out of your sight."

"If he moves, call me right away. I'm on my way."

That park was a place

where people often gathered to use drugs.

Most people stayed away from it.

When I got to that park, he was stretched out on a couch

with one arm hanging over the side. He looked completely abandoned.

Practically homeless.

Totally relaxed. He didn't seem worried about anything.

Did you go alone or with your associate?

I notified my associate,

and he came separately.

At the time, we asked a couple of judicial police officers

to come with us.

We told them, "This is a very serious situation. Please come with us."

Two officers accompanied us.

I walked up to him

and confronted him directly.

I said, "Alejandra is in your apartment. You did something to her."

He answered, "There's no one there. Let's go. I'll open the door myself."

You walked from the park to the apartment building.

- Yes. - During the walk,

was he saying anything, or was everyone quiet?

Honestly, we were on edge.

He, on the other hand, remained completely calm.

I remember thinking,

"There's no way someone this calm could be guilty."

We started up the stairs. He took out his key.

We let him unlock the door. But the moment he opened it,

he slammed it shut in our faces and locked himself inside.

So, he had made fools of us.

We just stood there on the stairway,

watching him calmly barricade himself inside.

Then we heard glass breaking, or maybe a window opening.

A second later, there was an enormous crash.

It was a large window.

It was almost as if he had planned it in advance, like,

"If they come for me, I'll run and jump."

We rushed downstairs.

The sight was horrifying, horrifying.

He was lying on the ground in a pool of blood,

his head split open.

At that point, we still weren't certain Alejandra was inside.

That was the real issue. As a lawyer, I thought,

"We have to make sure she's really in there."

So I spoke with the building manager. She said, "I'll open it for you."

We went inside.

There weren't even any blankets or sheets.

Just a bare space where he slept.

The whole apartment reeked. It was a nauseating smell.

One that chilled you to the bone.

We searched the apartment using the light from our cell phones,

growing more frightened with every step.

When we reached the kitchenette,

we saw a pot containing an organ

and a frying pan with pieces of meat.

At that moment, we had no idea what it was.

Then we reached the closet.

Inside was the body of a woman curled up in the fetal position.

When you saw the body, did you recognize Alejandra?

She had been my classmate. So yes. I recognized her immediately.

She was curled up in the fetal position.

At that moment, I felt I had failed.

Later that night, Alejandra's mother arrived.

She still held on to the hope that her daughter was alive.

"Dani, how are you?" She hugged me,

with that feeling of, "I knew you'd find her."

"I knew you could do it."

Then she asked, "What happened? Is she... is she there?"

Without thinking, I answered immediately,

"Yes. She's upstairs. But she's no longer alive."

Throughout the three statements he gave investigators,

he kept changing his version of events.

At first, he partially admitted what happened.

Later, after seeing the evidence against him and receiving legal advice,

he tried to distance himself from the crime.

He claimed Alejandra had arrived upset that Friday.

He said he restrained her from behind,

pressing her back against his chest and squeezing her tightly.

According to him, she lost consciousness because he hugged her too hard,

without any intention of killing her.

In other words, he was trying to argue that,

at most, he was responsible for negligent homicide.

That shows how quickly he could invent explanations

and organize his thoughts.

In the end, he knew exactly what he had done.

Even if he denied it publicly,

he knew he had killed Alejandra

and dismembered her body.

He always justified his actions.

He blamed everyone else, his girlfriends, ex-girlfriends,

his mother, his siblings.

It was always someone else's fault.

He portrayed himself as the victim.

At first he told me he killed her

because she used him as a stud.

He claimed she only came to his apartment to have sex.

Later, in another interview, he changed his story.

He said he hadn't killed her at all.

He claimed she became hysterical,

so he hugged her from behind to calm her down.

And when he realized it, she was dead.

Did investigators find the cord used to strangle her?

There was a long shoelace-like cord,

over a meter long, if I remember correctly.

It was near the knives, the box cutter, and the bloodstains.

Why was the cause of death...

The autopsy concluded death was caused by asphyxiation

due to strangulation.

However, it also did not rule out...

cranial trauma as a contributing factor. So both injuries were present?

Yes. Both were present. But the skull fracture alone probably

would not have been fatal.

It contributed to her death,

but the primary cause was strangulation.

At every crime scene, we found fingerprints, objects,

and physical evidence. The evidence in this case was overwhelming.

IN PRISON

ORIENTE PRISON

Calva was convinced that the media's impact...

THE CANNIBAL OF GUERRERO

...had made him into a fascinating marketing object

for any news outlet.

DISMEMBERER!

KILLER SUSPECTED OF CANNIBALISM

Well, José Luis, the truth is

your story itself was fascinating for us journalists.

HE ATE HER

THEY BELIEVE HE PRACTICED SATANIC RITUALS

The whole thing with the frying pan and all that.

I found it shocking. Absolutely shocking.

When I saw the body, I thought, "What's going on?"

THE WORLD OF DRUG ADDICTS

I couldn't comprehend what was happening.

HOSTEL 2

When I asked him if he remembered cooking those body parts,

he said he hadn't cooked them and that he had just fried them.

I reminded him that some versions of what happened

said that there was a plate with Valentina hot sauce and lime

and that meat all nicely fried.

But he denied everything, saying that all of that had been planted.

Do you think he consumed human flesh?

I went to the warden and asked him

to let me see him.

I'm his sister. Nobody...

Nobody else had gone me see him.

They asked if I wanted guards

because I might be afraid he'd hurt me.

I said no. He would never hurt me.

He has never tried to hurt me.

And just seeing him...

he came in wearing chains on his hands.

- After he was transferred to prison. - Yes.

And chains on his feet, too.

The first thing I asked him was exactly what you asked me,

"Did you eat her? Tell me..."

- I'm sorry. - It's okay.

He got down on his knees and told me...

"I tasted it, but I didn't eat it all."

"I've made up my mind to leave."

"I can't bear the weight of my misery any longer."

"I tried to lose myself down the wrong path and only sank deeper."

"I only ask that my writings be preserved

because they're the only good thing I've done in my life."

"I don't want to write anymore."

"I'm leaving, and I'm sorry for the pain I've caused you all."

"Tell Alejandra she was my last hope for love."

Just a few hours, not even a full night earlier,

he asked me for money.

I told him, "I don't have any."

"If you don't give me the money, they're going to kill me."

I told him, "Give me some time."

"I can't go out or get it right now,

but I'll bring it to you." I hung up.

Around 5:00 in the morning, I got a call from my sister Patricia.

The first thing she said was, "Have you seen the news?"

I said, "No, I'm getting dressed because I'm going to see my brother."

She said, "Turn on the news."

This morning, José Luis Calva Zepeda was found dead

in his cell at Oriente Prison.

Authorities say he hanged himself with a belt,

but his family and attorneys insist he was murdered.

The official version is that it was suicide,

but his sister maintains...

JOSÉ LUIS CALVA ZEPEDA'S LAWYER

...it was homicide

because she had been receiving threats.

We were notified early that morning.

They informed us that he had died and was in his cell.

I immediately went to the prison with forensic experts.

The prison staff removed the padlock,

but when we tried to open the cell door, it was jammed.

So, the bars... We moved the blanket that was covering the bars

and the body was hanging there,

his back against the bars inside the cell.

We opened the door, and the first thing we saw

was José Luis Calva Zepeda's body

with his back toward us, his face turned toward the inside of the cell.

Part of a belt was tied to one of the bars.

I hold the legal director responsible for the death

of José Luis Calva, the Cannibal.

JOSÉ LUIS CALVA ZEPEDA'S SISTER

- The director? - How could he have hanged himself

with a belt? They're saying that now,

but this morning they said the belt was lying next to the bed.

Their story doesn't add up.

He was murdered. He didn't kill himself.

We went in to identify the body.

When they turned him over, his body was badly beaten.

He had bruises all over.

That's why I was certain

he hadn't hanged himself. He didn't take his own life.

I personally attended the autopsy.

I didn't observe injuries consistent with that claim.

What I do remember is that the toxicology report came back

positive for cocaine and marijuana.

Our conclusion was that he had been asking for money

to continue buying drugs.

Was his suicide something you expected,

or did it come as a surprise to you?

It did come as a surprise at first...

CRIMINOLOGIST

...because I had gone to see him three or four days earlier.

We talked, and he had a lot of plans

for his future inside the correctional facility.

But his problem was, once again, drug addiction.

He got into debt with other inmates

by buying drugs inside the prison.

He paid them the first few times,

but after that he couldn't.

Fearing they would kill him,

he decided to take his own life.

He even had time to write a suicide note.

- Yes. - Among the documents

he left behind was a letter to his sister

and another to his mother.

But what caught my attention was this...

these symbols here.

It looks like something from a Spanish deck of cards.

Almost as if he had read the cards to determine his fate.

He wrote one to me.

It says, "Claudia,

you know it's hard for me to understand all of this,

but even harder to accept it. Sometimes, I think it's all a nightmare...

I can't wake up from."

"I'm sick. My head hurts."

"I don't know how much longer I can hold on."

"My life has been intense."

"I know that. But I had very few choices."

"And when grief overwhelms you, look out the window. Look up at the sky."

"I'll be there, watching over you,

and loving you for all eternity."

"I love you. Your brother, José Luis Calva Zepeda."

"December 1st, 2007."

"Zone Three, Cell 13. Oriente Prison."

Something that really caught my attention is that he signed Claudia's letter

as José Luis Calva Zepeda, his full name.

But the letter to his mother,

he signed "José Zepeda,

the Cannibal Poet."

Why do you think he signed his mother's letter that way?

Because of the hatred he felt toward her.

As if to say...

As if to say, "Look what I became."

Or I don't know...

Maybe he was being sarcastic. A little sarcastic?

Yes. Like saying, "Look what I turned into."

Minutes before Calva Zepeda's funeral service ended,

relatives of Alejandra Galeana Garavito,

the woman whose murder led to the poet's imprisonment,

arrived asking to confirm the identity of the body.

Please let me see your brother. I'm not here to mock anyone.

That's all I'm asking. It's the least we deserve.

I understand. You said yourselves this wasn't the justice you wanted for him.

There must have been a reason this happened.

You still had your family together. I'm alone now... with him.

I beg you. My mother didn't have the courage to come.

Please forgive him. Please let me bury him. Let me bury him.

Hi, Jason. Luis Brito here. I hope you're doing well.

I'm messaging you because I think we've finally come full circle

on the story of the Cannibal Poet.

I don't think there's anything left to investigate.

At this point, my conclusion is

that José Luis Calva Zepeda shattered every meaningful human bond.

We know his childhood was extremely traumatic,

that much appears to be true.

But we also know he never sought professional help,

nor did he accept help from anyone else.

A person with antisocial personality disorder is never going to change

because their brain doesn't function the same way as a healthy person's.

Sadism was a core part of who José Luis Calva was.

How is that possible? He embodied two extremes.

He could go from being charming and romantic

to becoming an extraordinarily sadistic and violent criminal.

He fits what we would now consider

the profile of a potential femicide offender.

Almost none of the authorities, police, prosecutors, or judges, recognized him

as someone whose escalating criminal behavior

could lead to something like this.

The authorities should have effectively investigated Verónica's disappearance

to prevent more people from dying.

Why that level of violence?

There may never be a definitive answer.

Perhaps, it's simply one of the unfathomable aspects of the criminal mind.

STORAGE OF PROPERTY SECURITIES AND WEAPONS

Jonathan, how many homicide cases are documented here?

Oh, hundreds.

I can imagine.

Everything related to the Cannibal is here.

There are millions of items stored here,

from needles to vehicles.

They're the evidence collected from crimes committed in this city.

Inside many of these boxes is an unfinished story.

The pain of a murdered loved one,

a daughter, a mother, a sister.

Worst of all, many of those crimes remain unsolved.

How can anyone ever find peace?

Scene 68. Take One.

After Calva's death, his siblings collected his belongings from his cell.

Among them were three handwritten texts.

Calva wrote...

"Then the Cannibal, seeing himself surrounded, chose the easiest way out."

"That way,

it would be easier to begin his new life through death."

"He would search for his mother in other dimensions,

because whoever has no mother has no origin."

THE END

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