To prove my worth, I bared my soul to the internet. For years, I let the world watch me think, my vaults flung wide open. Every idea, every breath, every flicker of my pulse was tracked by the machines—analyzing how I moved when I spoke truth, how my biometrics shifted when I lied. I wasn’t just competing with the machines; I was proving I was smarter than them all. The journey was wild. The digital ether hummed with my secrets, my every thought a beacon.