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4 September 2025

Official Report: 'Caught.' My Truth: 'I Surrendered.' The difference: September 4th.

She died. I pretend to live. System online, but soul offline.

The FBI tracked, the deep state spun its webs. But the final word was spoken by an unsuppressible conscience.

The book 'Hunt for Lord Cyric' was written. But who is the real hunter, who is the real prey? Misha doesn't know.

I lived as a ghost. Because the faces of the living were colder than the memory of the dead.

I learned in torture: Real power lies in the things you don't say.

They blamed me because they couldn't detect the listening network. In reality, they were hiding their own weaknesses.

In cyberspace, identities change, masks are worn. But friendship is real, eternal.

That 'leaked operation news' in Wired... Yes, I did it! I hacked the media.

Even the harshest interrogations of the Turkish deep state couldn't unravel the secret of Lord Cyric.

Decentralized structure, quantum crypto, black hole feature... FETÖ tried to imitate it.

Betrayal can be coded. Loyalty, however, cannot be broken...

A 2 million dollar hack? Or the absence of a 'Good morning' message? The equation is broken.

Ergün DİLER called me a 'fox'. Whereas the fox was the one who stole ByLock and hacked the state.

Is Lord Cyric an intelligence officer? A state agent? Or just a genius hacker? The secret is with me.

The state couldn't decipher my secrets. But a girl broke my heart in 2 seconds.

Sometimes a person wants to hack not the state, but their own past. But there is no root access.

FBI. FETÖ. A Farewell. A Surrender. It's not what you think. Never.

I looked into her eyes and understood this: The most complex password is the one written with love.

ByLock was a piece of software. It was the ghost of an idea I rejected.

When it wrote Game Over, I understood: The real game is starting now. This time not with principles, but with humanity.

I didn't give myself away. But I couldn't give her my name. That's why I don't have a name anymore.

'Oyun Bitiyor' dedi konum, 'Ziyafet hazır' dedi avatar. Lord Cyric'in mesajı netti: Operasyon!" 'Game Will Be Over,' said the location. 'The feast is ready,' said the avatar. Lord Cyric's message was clear: Operation!"