When I was young, I had a stupid dream to become famous, powerful, and respected. I thought... it's too hard to become famous by doing something popular, like being a singer. So I decided to become famous and powerful by becoming the king of the internet

That's what I spent my years doing back in the day, trying to become the king of the internet. I never became the king of the internet, but it seems god did fulfill one of my wishes in a rather twisted way

Though I became famous, I remained powerless, and no one respected me. Eventually, people around me knew who I was, and about my futile attempts to become the ultimate ruler of the internet.

I have spent all the time since then as a recluse, shunned by everyone. Now, what you see here is my prison. I am not a king, but a slave. So, be careful what you wish for... because the monkeys paw might just grant your wishes