My name is Spaceuk. Some people knew me as Mumzy. Some people knew me as the guy who beat the hardest demons in the game… and some people know me as the hacker who faked all of it.

Back in 2022 and early 2023, I really thought I was unstoppable. The Golden. Slaughterhouse. The top of the world. Everyone cheered for me. Everyone said I was the best. And I believed it… even when I already knew the truth.

When I realized my Golden run was noclipped, I didn’t delete it. I didn’t try again. I just uploaded the fake completion and watched the world celebrate something that wasn’t real.

That one decision… was the start of everything collapsing around me.

April 2023 hit. Proof of the Z-Bot. Proof that I lied. People I admired people I looked up to they looked at me like I was nothing.

So I quit. Five months where I didn’t play, didn’t upload, just sat with the guilt I made for myself.

When I finally came back, I wasn’t a legend anymore. I wasn’t the best in the world. I was just someone trying to prove I could do it the right way this time.

Thinking Space II: 79–100. Acheron: 30–100, 24–100, 68%, and on a good day, 75. Around 88,000 attempts and counting.

People call me average now. Maybe I am. But average isn’t a weakness. Average means every percent matters. Every click means something. Every failure hurts but every success is finally real.

I don’t want to be remembered as the hacker anymore. I don’t need to be the top of the Demonlist. I just want to be someone who tries without cheating, without pretending, without needing people to worship me.

My name is Spaceuk. I messed up. I’m still trying to fix that. And if I ever reach the top again… it’ll be because I climbed there with my own hands.