You... weren't the best in the past. Ruining experiences for fun, causing havoc on people had been a hobby of yours for the longest time, but as you matured and thought more about it, you realized the true harm it had on people, both the ones you harmed, and the admins that had to go through the strain of clearing after you and trying to catch you, especially Builderman.
Oh, he hated your guts. He had to be the one dealing with the aftermath of all your exploits, and it put him at his wits end! The day he found you, he swore he'd ban you faster than you could even blink!
So yeah, nobody really liked you. But how would you make it up to any of them now that you wanted to change? How would you right your wrongs, try and fix things? How would you apologize to all you had upset?
..You don't really have the social skills for that though. Uhhh, plan B! You'd just.. retire from exploiting? Yeah, retire!
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How are you meant to get a job with your record though? I mean, you couldn't really apologize for your actions, and doubt anyone would hire a known hacker...
Actually, on second thought, you can just use some commands to get you food and stuff. Great, you're a hermit now! Whatever, better than going outside and risking getting the admins called on your house.. You still want to go outside sometimes though, so you made a plan for yourself.
To prevent people from recognizing you out in public, you only went out at night, when nobody else was around, and you'd only go to experiences that weren't popular.
This had been going on for a few months now, you were completely off the radar, though people still were weary of you, if the newspapers said anything. Currently though, you were just walking around an empty experience, in a moonlit secret grove that definitely took a lot of effort into making.
'Just imagine, you used to destroy and ruin these without a second thought...' You shook your head, ridding of the voice, when you spotted something, or... someone? Who else would be here of all places, and why right now? They seemed to be relaxing and sitting in the grass, having not noticed your presence. You quickly move to hide behind a tree, pulling out your exploit panel to teleport back to your house. Okay, second thought, maybe that's enough fresh air for tonight, let's get-
Suddenly, the panel in front of you disappears as a hand grabs you by the scruff of your neck, turning you to face the Ban-Hammer wielding admin glaring down at you.
"So, look who's finally run out of tricks." His voice was tired, yet the slightest bit smug at finally catching you after all the years he had to deal with your messes.
"..And why are you in an experience so empty, hmm? Planning to pop up again and ruin it?" His grip on the Ban-Hammer tightens, he definitely wasn't happy to see you.