When it all started

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The time was four in the morning. While I was sitting inside the interrogation room, I heard a conversation outside:

- "We found him about an hour ago." The investigator briefed to the president. "He claims to be 'who I am'. He thinks he can bring up Mr. X and the Band of Friends." Then he whispered softly to her, "He only wants to talk to you."

A few minutes later, I found myself in front of Hani, the president of Europol. She looked angry. The first thing she started with was:

- "Are you 'who I am'?" Then she continued by changing the tone of her voice. "There's a reason you're here, and it's the reason I'm here. So?"

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Everything was connected in some way, everything that has a beginning has an end, it is a combination of everything and I was in the middle of it. I always wanted to be a superhero with super-powers. I wanted to do things that others thought were impossible. Actually, I did have super strength, except I was invisible. I had a superhero suit, the pizza boy suit. Every hero needs a sad family story. Spider-Man's parents died, Batman's parents were killed, and Iron Man's parents disappeared. In fact, I was living the best stories. My father fled to France right after my birth, and I never met him. Something I share with my grandmother, her father died in World War II, and the only memory she has of him are three bullet casings in a box. Her father's friend brought them from Russia. My mother committed suicide when I was eight. The best ingredients to make a superhero, so my grandmother took care of me, and later I was the one who took care of her.

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- "I'm not your psychiatrist." The president interrupted me. I am not interested in your trauma. What do you know about Clay? How are they friends? ».

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Everything you want to know, but every minute counts. Hacking is like magic, both rely are for misleading others. Since the age of 14, I have spent most of my time in front of my computer where I practiced programming languages, and learnt to hack my primary systems. A world of unlimited possibilities, it was the first time I felt like I was good at something. In the real world, I was a loser, an outsider, an eccentric, but online I felt like I belonged there. A getaway for people like me, while everyone was wasting their time on the well-known Internet, a network that looks like the Internet, except that protocol addresses were not shared. We used to meet on the Darknet, the dark web of the Internet. There I could be anyone I wanted to be. I spent days and nights on the computer, then; I fell asleep in the real world. I was an idiot then. The idea came to me from my role model. There are many creative hackers out there, but for me there was one hero among them. Actually, I think they are shorthand for Mr. Unknown or Mr. X. He came out of nowhere and no one knew who he was, but he appeared in all systems. He was a real star, and one of his most famous operations was hacking a social site. Before it, he never set anyone or anything as his target. He was the superhero of all pirates, and I wanted to be like him. He had a special way of getting Ritalin, the pirate tonic, by tricking pharmacies. Mr. X had three rules; First: No system is insured against us. Second: your goal is impossible. Third: to have fun in the electronic and real world, in other words, do not limit your enjoyment in the virtual world only. However, the real reason for choosing all of the above, and the reason for all this happening, was Paulina.

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