Rise of the green bender cult

Kelin sat in a dark room filled with wires, monitors, and blinking servers. His fingers danced across the keyboard at lightning speed. Lines of code flashed on the screen as he dug deep into San-Jamb's prison security system.

He had one goal:

> To break Celin out of prison.

But the system was nearly unbreakable. Every file was heavily encrypted. Every blueprint of the prison was scrambled and buried under layers of firewalls built by the Red Cult's own tech division.

Days turned into nights. Nights turned into weeks. Kelin barely slept.

He kept hitting dead ends.

> "I need more resources… more tools… more power," he whispered.

"And that means… money."

Kelin knew there was only one way to fund the operation:

> Hack the San Track Central Bank.

It was risky. Dangerous. Almost impossible.

But Kelin was done playing small. He coded a virus, disguised it inside a fake police warrant, and slipped it into the bank's database through a delivery drone's Wi-Fi connection. Within hours, he had access to the internal funds routing system.

He didn't take much—just enough to disappear from the radar, fund his plans, and prepare for war.

$5.2 million vanished overnight.

The media called it the "Ghost Heist."

The government called it terrorism.

Kelin called it hope.

With the stolen money, Kelin moved from hiding to building.

He bought weapons, encrypted phones, bulletproof vans, and bribed outlaws, rebels, and hackers across San Track, Blue Gate, and even parts of Old Sandora. Soon, he had formed his own underground network.

He didn't call them a gang.

He called them a movement.

And he gave them a name that would make the streets whisper again:

> The Green Bender Cult.

They dressed in dark green hoodies, bent the rules of the city, and vowed to destroy every piece of the Red Cult that had destroyed their families.

Kelin stood before them, no longer just a boy hiding in shadows. He was now a leader.

> "We bend the system," he said, "until it breaks."

Meanwhile in Prison…

Celin, still in prison, noticed the guards had become paranoid. There were lockdowns, system failures, and whispered rumors among inmates.

> "Something big's coming," they said.

"Someone's messing with the outside."

And then one day, during morning roll call, Celin found a slip of paper hidden under his mattress. It had two words written on it:

> "Green Bender."

He smiled for the first time in months.

> "Kelin… you did it."

To Be Continued...