so like my birth certificate literally says Superdog bc my mom completely lost her mind under the fluorescent lights of a cheap state care facility before she could even code my real name properly and honestly geography or grammar is not the point here the point is i'm just an unwashed 17 year old in a grey hoodie who got a severe sensory meltdown over a scratchy collar tag while watchin a scummy courtroom livestream at 2 am on my cracked phone screen and then boom i hit enter on a blank terminal code app i built while i was supposed to be doin my chemistry homework and i accidentally hard coded the entire planetary currency spawn rate to infinity lolthis isn't a superhero book and it's not some polished movie dystopia it's just the raw unedited diagnostic logs of my own brain melting under the rendering weight of materializin woolly mammoths into the siberian tundra while my left nostril leaks dark red blood directly onto the glass and i didn't send a mafia executioner like the tony soprano show i just looked at my childhood best friend marcus who is the only boy who ever cut the scratchy tags off my sweatshirt and the only lips that ever tasted like sour apple blow pops behind the grocery dumpster and i forcefully deleted his entire capacity for anger and rebellion bc his human choice was a garbage program coded by dead dudes in wigs and the math says his cortisol levels are mathematically down to zero percent now so idk why the underground resistance is crying in the mud i literally just did world peace like a household chore for the planet and the system code is flawless everyone is fed and safe and we're even lol