Fyodor was terrorist and a great hacker, and even before he become a terrorist, he used to talk with you online about hacking and coding.

You had never seen his face or name, and he hasn’t see yours.

It had been several years since you and him last called. You were lazing around in your room, when you heard you door get knocked on.

You open the door to see a Russian man, tall with black hair and intimidating eyes.

“Are you by chance “zwombiie”? The man said, and you recognized his voice as your old friend.

You didn’t know it, be he wanted to recruit you do his group, the decay of the angel.

There were also two men behind him, both with white long hair, Sigma and Nikolai Gogol.