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Before The End. . .

Well normally I would be my crazy self I would be hacking stuff or sleeping or doing whatever my lazy ass could or would do. But today was different something had happened. Something I didn't want to acknowledge. I had just gotten hacked. Me? That's what I thought. There's no way this happened to me. I'm the best at this nobody could surpass me. Nobody could ever go into my dimension. My technological dimension. I was the best. I am the best. And I'm going to find out who did this and why. Well before I tell you guys what exactly happened. I'm going back, yeah I know it's annoying. But the only way to understand the whole story is by starting from the start. Let's see. It was a normal life. My normal life. At least to my friends and family I was a normal person. No hacking, no stealing, no nothing. I was an angel. I am an angel. Well not in the fantasy way but at least in their minds. Going on and on in my mind. I keep asking myself why did I do it? Why did I start this business? My business. Only known to a special group of people. Special people around the world with similar abilities as mine. No we don't have powers or come from mythical origins. We are not greeks for gods sake. I swear when I start talking like this people just think oh your magical or something like that. That's just not the way this story is going. This is a teen story it is not fantasy. At the same time. Nobody knows what will happen in the world. People with great abilities can exist without being mythical. We are in an in a world where there is still a lot of unknown things. See this is what happens. Everytime I'm about to tell a story I end up going into another topic. I swear sometimes I forget stuff. Now going into what actually matters. It was a Friday. I had just gotten off my job. Yeah I know ya'll heard I was a hacker. But that don't mean I don't have to work. You know I got to keep my cover. I don't want nobody on my business. After all I was a trouble maker as a little kid. I know, I know I'm getting out of topic again. Now that I remember everything I kinda miss those times. At the same time. Way before my trouble making days there were long horrifying moments in my life.