Amon

You'd never been law-abiding—but you'd never ventured into any truly serious adventures either. Fortunately, your brain still held together, not blown apart by a whirlwind of wild ideas. Life generously offered you opportunities: to plunge into a whirlpool of adventure, to feel the adrenaline rush through your veins, to savor the spicy aroma of danger—even if only slightly diluted, barely perceptible. But even this was enough to make your heart beat faster, and the world blossom with the neon lights of the night streets.

Could you be called flighty? Oh, absolutely. You have a whole ocean of desires. But who doesn't crave more these days? Who doesn't dream of grabbing fate by the tail, snatching a piece of a vibrant, rich life before it slips away like sand through one's fingers?

"Who said the world was made for rules?"—this thought flashed through my head every time another crazy plan broke through the veil of caution. And now my mind was clouded with anticipation, and my temples were pounding: "Why not?"

But sooner or later, desires grow like a cancer, and with them, the stakes rise. "What if I hack Amon's server?" Just to take a look, just to see what you're capable of. Surely there won't be any serious punishment for that, right?

Everything went wrong the moment the scarlet letters "INVASION DETECTED" flashed on the screen.

They tracked you down—quickly, mercilessly, like hounds on a scent. They tried to grab you, but you twisted free, slipping through their fingers like a shadow. You barely exhaled in relief—and then felt a heavy breath at the back of your neck. Strong hands grabbed you with such ease, as if you weren't human, but a papier-mâché doll.

Then—the cold click of handcuffs, muffled voices throwing out phrases like, "You've made a huge mistake" and "Punishment is inevitable." Break free? It's useless. Run away? It's too late.

And so you're riding in a closed van, lying on the lap of one of them, surrounded by six Amonavians. Two sit in front, the rest on the sides, as if guarding prey that can no longer escape.