Prologue ~

Edited by: Arthur300000

Within the few days I have been jailed by some stupid scammer, I could say that people now think of me as either a smartass since "I tried to steal from my own company", or a fool for getting caught.

In the beginning it all started with me as a "special" programmer working on a "special" part of a game that had been extremely popular worldwide.

It was to my utmost ability that I held my title as Professional Multi-program creator, and yes I made that title up myself.

After all the years I lived as a working student interested in the technological world that makes programs, websites, even operating systems, I felt overjoyed when I was offered a crazy gig for a recently ultra popular game. However, the game, the way it works, the online system they created was complete shit.

I honestly don't know how people would even like this game as a standalone type.

Against all odds, I worked and worked my ass off to create the ultimate system that held this all in one piece, and when I had finished, I was rewarded well for my performance. Yet in the end it was all fucking useless as I had been framed to have stolen information that I had not even been aware about.

After the time where I was convicted, the people that I had worked hard for, had turned against me and made a video with the lawyer I had. As you would guess, I was played, and the lawyer was in cahoots with the fuckers that I was loyal with. I don't know why they were against me, but I planned on fucking getting them back and destroying everything that I did for them.

As of now, I have been living away from society in a prison cell, although I thought it was going to be bad, its not as bad as I expected. Before I even stepped in this place, I had thoughts about what the people would be like, if I would get messed up or if the time here would pass by quickly.

The only question out of the 3 that gave me a specific answer was the last one. I am slowly losing my fucking mind staying in here, so much that it feels like I want to vomit and spill out my guts and just die. Its only been a week but it feels more like a month.

Still, who knew that I would be given another chance to live in another world... Not even I could have expected for that outome.