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Martin had always felt out of place. From the moment he was born, life seemed to put him at a disadvantage. His parents had separated when he was just three years old. Since then, it was just him and his mother, struggling to get by in a small, rundown apartment on the outskirts of the city.

His mother worked long hours at a local diner, earning barely enough to pay the bills. Martin rarely saw her; when she was home, she was too exhausted to talk. He spent most of his time alone, immersed in the glow of his computer screen.

Unlike most kids his age, Martin didn’t dream of becoming a soccer player or a famous musician. He dreamed of something more practical—survival. He wanted to help his mother. He wanted to fix things, to make their lives easier.

But how? That’s what he had been thinking about lately. The question had been growing in his mind for weeks.

“Why are we stuck like this?” he muttered under his breath as he stared at the flickering screen in front of him. The glow of the computer screen felt like his only escape from the dull reality of his life.

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Page 1: The Message

The darkness of Martin’s room was pierced only by the glow of his laptop. It was nearly 2 a.m., but he was wide awake, heart thudding in his chest. The message blinked on the screen like a pulse:

“You’re not alone. We saw what you did. Join us. – G0ST”

He couldn’t move. His breath caught in his throat.
He had wiped every trace after his first real hack — or so he thought. How did someone find him? More importantly... who were they?

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📄 Page 1 – The Aftermath

Martin sat in silence, the dim glow of his monitor casting shadows across his tired face. The thrill of that first mission—the data theft, the rush of escaping unnoticed—was long gone. All that remained was a weight in his chest that grew heavier by the hour. He had touched something forbidden, and even though he came out richer, he couldn’t shake the feeling that he had opened a door that couldn’t be closed.

Stacks of cash were hidden under his bed. Not that it meant peace. He checked the locks on his windows and doors five times a night. Any car slowing down outside made his stomach drop. His mother noticed the change in him—less talkative, constantly distracted, eating less. She assumed it was school stress. She had no idea her son had broken into a government-linked database and sold it to a masked buyer.

Martin wanted to believe he did it for her. To pay rent. To help. But the more he thought about it, the more he realized something darker—he had liked it.

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