1 Prologue

In a completely cluttered room with little light because of the curtains that were completely closed, a man of maybe 24 years old was typing incessantly on the keyboard of his computer.

He was a typical hikikomori from Japan, his clothes were scattered all over the place in his room, some instant noodle containers and empty water or drink bottles could also be seen, and there were even some bottles containing liquid of dubious provenance under the desk where he was typing.

He had a slender physique although also a bit unkempt, as if his eating had been precarious during the last few weeks, and this was somewhat true, as he did not leave his room except to go shopping for fast food and sometimes he did not eat simply because of the depression he was going through.

His black hair was a bit tousled and looked a bit greasy, probably from the time he had spent without bathing, and he was wearing blue pajamas with light blue horizontal lines.

For any person to be at two o'clock in the afternoon, even with sleeping clothes on a working day was something abnormal, however this was an everyday event for Kuroshi Seito.

—Just a little more and all the money those bastards possess will pass into my hands. —Said Seito with a smile full of madness as he looked directly at his PC screen.

On the screen in front of him was a black window in which he was constantly entering numerical data and algorithms of different types, the amount of information entered was enormous and unreadable to anyone who did not have the skills of understanding the programming language that Seito possessed, but he was writing as if he was passionately writing a novel.

Seito, before being the pitiful man in that room, was a simple programmer specialized in robotic engineering, he was very diligent when it came to work, but even so he was never recognized by anyone and even worse his boss and co-workers constantly abused him.

The company he worked for was called Future, which is in charge of designing and manufacturing robots to help in the day to day life of people, unfortunately for him, on one occasion there was a technical failure in one of the shipments, and although he was neither directly nor indirectly responsible for that batch, he was blatantly blamed by his boss and the vardaderos responsible, and was subsequently fired without receiving any emotional or financial support.

This event caused Seito's reputation as a programmer to plummet to the ground and made it increasingly difficult for him to find a job, causing him to inevitably fall into a state of depression.

After a few months in his constant sadness, Seito decided to take revenge on each of the people who caused his misfortune, so he began hacking into the financial accounts of each of those responsible for his misery, to leave them at zero.

For a programmer with Seito's skills, hacking a financial account was child's play, all he had to do was to erase all traces of it by passing the program through different servers and finally deposit the money in several fictitious accounts.

And now he was just one step away from achieving his revenge, leaving the company and its workers totally bankrupt.

A window appeared on the computer indicating that the money transfer was in progress, and after a few minutes, his work was finished without any major inconvenience.

—I did it, I really did it, there you go, you damn imbeciles, I hope you suffer in poverty... —said Seito with happiness and a bit of madness in his laughter, while he spun around in his chair showing the joy he felt.

But at that moment, a notification in his email interrupted his moment of jubilee.

Seito grabbed his computer mouse and opened the email, a little cautiously because of the exact moment he received it.

Normally no one would open an email after a hack, as it could be a tracking email, but Seito had taken measures, and even if that happened, the tracking would lead them to another computer, out of city.

The mail had as sender the name S.S and a short message that read:

"Hello and very good afternoon, congratulations on getting your revenge, did you have fun, I hope you did, but unfortunately it is likely that after some time you will feel empty again and without a clear objective, we do not want such a great talent as yours to be wasted by such an unfortunate event as the one that happened to you some months ago, that is why I would like to offer you an opportunity, to be recognized and admired by the whole world, if you accept, the only thing I will do will be to raise to an unimaginable degree your unique ability and with that I promise you that you will have a lot of fun and new objectives that you could never have imagined before, would you be interested in participating?"

After finishing reading that email, Seito was hesitant about whether he should press the button that said accept or if he should just delete the message without doing anything else.

All his knowledge acquired so far told him that he should close it and turn off his computer, since it could be a hacking attempt by someone who had been watching him, although it was impossible that someone could hack him, there was still a chance.

Nevertheless his instinct for some reason told him to press it, the impatience caused the hand holding the mouse to tremble slightly and his right leg was shaking non-stop due to the anxiety caused by his time of confinement.

—What else could I lose? —he whispered to himself with a forced smile and then clicked.

A bright light coming from his screen completely blinded Seito's sight, and subsequently he felt an electric impulse in his brain that made him lose consciousness.

The glow stopped and Seito collapsed on the seat that was slowly moving backwards on its wheels under the dead weight of his unconscious body.