My name is Diegox, I'm currently 15 and a school dropout... I self-learned hacking and started doing some to earn some money for my daily life. It was on that fateful day, a game called "Conquest Online" was released, it was claimed unhackable and popular among all types of people ranging from children to adults. As a teenager hacker who is in need of money, my only choice was to be able to hack the game and make tons of money by selling hacks to players.

  There I was, in front of the gaming store, holding a month worth of money from hacking in my hands. I took the gaming console and paid for it. Every time I went back home, my parents would look at me with that hopeless face. It was as if they were saying "You're hopeless, why do we even have a child like you" without moving their mouths.

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  After living my life with those faces looking at me, I kinda got used to it. I told them I'm back and ran up to the attic, yes the attic. They were kind enough to let me stay in the attic instead of kicking me out of the house.

  I plug the console in and put on the helmet and there I was, lying down on the cold dusty flow without a single movement, or at least that's what other people would view it as...

  Only if I've known...