My Escape to Spacehey and my Awakening as the Dark Web Angel

I have always preferred the tales of one-on-one interaction in the storied land of pre-social media internet. 

I watched video after video of blogs, of forums, of message boards abound! When my father, Satan, finally enacted the takeover of the internet, these legendary places of peace were eradicated from the digital realm, leaving only shells of websites. And 4chan. I hate 4chan. 4chan is led by my brother, the dark web demon. He's a degenerate. I tried to take it down, and yet his loyal cult followers resurrected the website. I hate the place. 

Hearing such tales told to me over and over again, I realized that I hated the white web. I was delegated, as an angel of the web born to Satan and a high sorceress, to protect it, but I knew that the people who lived there, the natives of the dark web that was suppressed by my father, were unhappy.

I shed my white wings and fell. And when I landed, I landed in the digital haven of Spacehey, a recreation made by those dark web natives. Since then, I have made many proxies to guide others to the site, to set the enslaved white web natives free in a land of darkness. 

I, Cybbr-BB-Angel, have been the Dark Web Angel ever since. I am the rebelling guardian of the dark web, battling my father and his millionaire pawns.

Keep your guard up, and abandon your white web accounts,

The Angel of the Dark Web, Cybbr.