Being born in a rather poor area, full ghetto, hood life, I walk 14km a day to the library and become hackerman, then a socialist revolution begins, the streets are on fire, literal, people getting shot, I brain out my way in Europe with 150 buck and tricks, a rich evil businessmen takes me on to teach me his ways, then gets me out, but now I am fancy, I beat immigration with 3% chances, I met a bunch of refugees and their crossing the sea stories, covid starts.

I've gotten bitter, the kind of person that cares only about results and hates good intentions, because all the harmful people I've met, were doing things "for the common good", for "the common order", so where's the hero?... because I am the antagonist.