My Encounter with a Manipulated Game Boy – A True Story About Technical Manipulation and Spiritual Protection
My brother, who had been missing for six years, used the New Year’s holidays in an eerily productive way. He came up with ideas on how to kill me. He tested my aura several times—seven or eight times—and each time the result was disappointing for him.
Recently, he suddenly insisted that he was alive and I was dead. In an attack, he tried to stab me in the chest with a knife but was unsuccessful.
Instead, he grabbed our father’s notebook and created seven dumps of Composition V9 based on telemetry codes of my loved ones. He even planned a MUX dump within a single Game Boy game image.
Why a Game Boy of all things?
Because I was killed by a gunshot in the Pushkino Hotel in 1996, I cannot fully grasp new computer architectures. Therefore, I was working on an update project for the Game Boy BIOS and firmware—that’s as far as I had gotten. My brother, however, went far beyond that.
He flashed an Altera design chip onto a 32 MB cartridge, loaded it into the MUX, and handed it to me. “Well, go ahead and play,” he said. However, this required a mobile phone antenna on the Game Boy, connected via the separate Pro Audio modular jack.
I trusted him and took the Game Boy. But when I turned it on, the Nintendo logo remained visible, and I tried almost every button combination to start the game.
A friend recalled: such games would display the start combinations in the lower right corner. If no game was present, the Nintendo logo would disappear and the Game Boy would automatically turn off.
In my case, however, the Game Boy ran for a full twelve hours on batteries—I was even planning an architecture dump at 192 kHz and 64-bit to read the chip.
The next morning, when I was exhausted, something happened: it was as if someone struck my window. My aura was disturbed but remained intact and protected me from an electromagnetic cannon strike. The impact only shook an overhead structure.
My brother immediately rushed to my house in Kastanaevskaya and smashed the cartridge with a bolt key. He threw the antenna into the trash as a “gift” onto a roof in Kuntsevo.
So, I am still alive and safe. But I will never trust Nintendo or the Game Boy again. This company creates games to kill children—a fascist company.
I will never try their Nintendo Switch game.
I believe that such instruments for aura manipulation originate from the time of the bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki. Japanese fascists tested the radiation aura of people back then and later killed them with rifles.
