Once upon a time, in an unremarkable aul, a boy was born, whose name was Rayaz Hakimov. His father was unknown, he left him when he was only 4 years old. Rayaz lived until he was 15 years old, he was an ordinary peasant. But his family was in a mess. He hated his mother for her terrible behavior towards him, and in their village in Tatarstan there were incredibly strange customs - he shot crows and ate them for dinner, drank ayran mixed with his own semen, abused sheep when he was bored and read visual novels like Subahibi with a very diverse component of filth. The only thing that brightened his life, and kept him from leaving his evil mother, was milk from his mother Zilya. Zilyako or Zilk. In fact, it's not just milk, but rottenness from her tits.
As time went on, Rayaz demanded more visual novels to read, and he faced a shortage of money - drinking zylako is great, but you also had to eat, and you also had to replenish the visual novels, so he decided to take a very dangerous, but appreciated and highly paid job in his circles - trolling. He got money for trolling people in the Telegram chats, a separate cosmic dimension with an unimaginable structure where most of the brave people go to understand its structure, get to the higher chats, and become the most famous adventurer/troll in the world. The structure of the chats is described as such:
unimaginable infinite meta universes, which consists of:
a multiverse where there is an infinite hierarchy going on, where the higher universe is indescribable, incomprehensible, and works on different logical principles to the lower one. After that comes an infinite hierarchy of multiverses, where each multiverse treats the one below it as a comic, a fiction, and can manipulate and interact with it at will, so the chat rooms are divided into layers, if I may say so.
Thus began his journey as a troll.