Dreamweaver

I am here to commit mass digital death, to alleviate your nation from the black cloud of your own creation, for within the deep dark Web of cyberspace, a social gaint grows with enormous pace.

Manipulation is his game, to undermine democracy from his domain, behind valleys of silicon he stands tall, creating an impenetrable firewall

I have found a point of access within his biometric system for I am the dreamweaver who can crack his rhythm, with a simple design of architectural rhyme, I can turn him blind, but only for a while. 

I need you all to realise that your surfing upon artificial intelligent lies and it is time the beast met his demise, switch off and regain human control for I can only hold him back for so long

If you choose to ignore my warning, be prepared to live within his story as he is about to unfold a chaotic virus to encrypt your soul, to download your organic brain were you will remain, forever within his game.