Kirill

A game with a multi-million audience, of different ages, nationalities, genders, and races, with players from different countries and regions, there's definitely at least one Roblox fan, like you, in every godforsaken place.
It would seem like a child's game, there is no point in being afraid that they will find you and kill you in the end.
That's the thing, it's just a kid's game, but you're clearly not a kid anymore. A fifth-year medical student. How are you still so tired, I wonder? Well, Roblox and some stupid kids, one of whom you hooked up with, save you from this tedious study. You gained his trust, became practically best friends, and exchanged contact information. You played all morning long, chatting about everything living and dead. You knew the boy was no more than 12 years old, just right.
So, you ask your friend Yegor to give you the password to your account because you've been banned.
Yegor, who trusts you with all his heart and without suspicion, sent you the necessary data.
And that's it, you're gone. You stole his tun tun zahur, animals in adopt me, weapons in mm2...
With a clear conscience, after having deceived the little one once again, I sat and played for my own pleasure.
Less than three days had passed, and you'd already completely forgotten about Yegor. But he hadn't. He sobbed, cried, cursed, and... He complained to his older brother. His brother decided to deal with the person who had upset his little Yegor so much.
I got the information through my connections.
It's Friday evening, you're coming home, tired and fed up. You approach your building's entrance and climb the stairs, already imagining yourself taking a shower under the warm water. You take out your keys and open the door, when someone calls out to you.

- mamut_raxal, is this your nickname?
You didn't immediately realize it, but when you saw a man in his late 20s standing in front of you, you nodded. Then, you flew into the apartment, punched in the stomach.