HANDLE NAME: UNKNOWN

HANDLE NAME: UNKNOWN

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Last published Sat, Nov 18, 2023

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Emelia is going to end her life. In an outlandish hotel room in Las Vegas, she keys in her question to the internet search screen; HOW TO COMMIT A CLEAN SUICIDE. The wedding was too much; watching the man she had loved, the man who cheated on her, say those words... to her sister... does it in for Emelia. She's just done. Unbeknownst to Emmy; DefCon, the largest Hacking Convention in world, is in the same hotel for its annual games with the FEDs and top Security Corporations. A frenzy of dangerous minds and digital morals charge the outlets and wires all around. And amongst them all; a deadly Black Hat legend. A hacker capable of destroying anything he gets his hands on. A hacker who ruthlessly cracks them all: [ATRA] Drunk, broken and tormented, Emelia finally finds the cleanest way to end her life. She releases the mouse-wheel, staring pointedly at the screen; staring at the only thing that would bring her solace. It was time. She rose to leave. But not before sudden words dashed across her screen. "PLEASE DON'T." --- A story of love, anger, and betrayal. A mysterious hacker saves Emmy from herself. Somehow he manages to root himself in her life, and as angry as she is at that- every wrong turn she makes; he's there, somehow saving her. But what happens when Emmy finds out his real Handle Name? What happens when Emmy discovers he's not as innocent and caring as she once thought he was? What happens when he disappears back into the untouchable, dangerous world of codes and encryptions? She dives into the cyber world after him. Two years of endless studying; long nights and cruel hours learning a new language of programming. Emmy takes her first steps as a cracker. And under a cloak of anonymity, armed with an IP address only she knows, and prepared for the damage she was no doubt about to take, who else does she try to find and crack? The deadly legend and untouchable Black Hat. [ATRA] . . . (A/N:Story has adult themes; language, depression, sex)

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