After becoming known as the "Left Hand of God" on the dark web, my wife demanded I relinquish the title to my male assistant. When I refused, she cruelly kidnapped my parents, forcing me to use a computer covered in superglue to uncover their hideout. "Either your parents die, or you admit defeat and cut off your own hand," she said, leaning against my male assistant and sneering at me. "Choose one." I suppressed my anger and slammed my hands onto the keyboard. But the next second, my flesh was glued to the keycaps, a bloody mess. The excruciating pain of the burning glue was piercing; I trembled.
