To be honest, I bear some responsibility for the state of the stream right now.
I did show up on Glim’s stream regularly and walked away with a few chicken gift cards, after all.
Well, to be fair, Glim probably kept hosting those one-on-one tournaments to try and beat me.
Thinking back now, maybe I should’ve let her win a couple of times.
“Alright, let me quickly ban some of the troublemakers.”
It’s always best to deal with trolls swiftly.
That’s the only way to keep the stream running smoothly.
There’s no need to give them any more attention than they deserve.
[HurryAndLeave]: Nice, haha.
[Why do people keep causing trouble? I really don’t get it.]
[It’s because that username keeps feeding the trolls.]
[Pepe]: While you’re here, stick around and watch the stream. It’s fun.
[Nah, I’m not watching, LOL.]
Honestly, even if viewers dropped at this point, there would still be more than when I first started streaming.
That’s why I can afford to decisively ban problematic viewers.
After dealing with the disruptive users in the chat, I got back to the game.
“Let’s get back to it before I lose my momentum.”
Games tend to go poorly once the flow is interrupted.
There’s something about maintaining that rhythm that feels crucial.
That said, despite the time I spent clearing out the trolls, the viewer count hadn’t dropped drastically.
[Viewers: 62]
It was still a pretty solid number.
‘People sure are sticking around.’
The fact that they chose to tune into my stream during this prime viewing time was pretty impressive in its own way.
Feeling slightly grateful, I queued up for another match.
Thanks to the games I played while trying to win Glim’s chicken gift cards, I’d somehow leveled up enough to play ranked matches.
“Let’s hope this is fun.”
Personally, even if I lost, I wanted an intense and thrilling match.
That’s what makes it more fun, after all.
With that in mind, I made small talk with the viewers while waiting for the game to start.
“I’ve been practicing like crazy, so don’t be too surprised, everyone. The unstoppable killing machine Glim is making her debut!”
[?]
[Glim, what nonsense are you spouting now? LOL.]
[Try beating Jaehun first before you make claims like that.]
[Glim <<< Forever a mere mortal compared to BestOfTheBestJaehun, who keeps destroying her.]
[If anyone’s a mere mortal, it’s definitely Glim, LOL.]
[By the way, Jaehun hasn’t shown up lately.]
[He’s probably busy.]
[Killing? Machine?]
The viewers were mocking me, but I didn’t pay it any mind.
This time, I’d truly leveled up my skills.
“Why don’t they believe me? And listen, Jaehun hasn’t been showing up lately, has he? It’s because he’s scared of me! He knows my skills have improved, so he’s avoiding me. Oh, he’s realized he’s just a mere mortal. That’s it. That’s the truth.”
[Dude, seriously?]
[She’s writing fanfiction now, LOL.]
[Classic delusion from Glim, LOL.]
[Absolute peak delusion, LOL.]
[Oh really? Wow, amazing! /s]
[Honestly, even if Jaehun showed up now, he’d wipe the floor with Glim. Upvote if you agree.]
[UPVOTE.]
The relentless ridicule didn’t bother me.
It didn’t matter; once the ranked match began, the negativity would vanish on its own.
With that thought, I queued for a ranked game.
“This time, I even created a new account. I figured a fresh start and a new mindset would help me play better.”
[Wow.]
[But honestly, I doubt this will make you any better.]
[Fact: Even if you make a new account, Glim’s rank will stay the same.]
[What’s the point of a new account if your skills don’t change?]
[Guys, stop with the hate, LOL. Glim’s skills are decent, though.]
[Stop hating on Glim so much, jeez.]
[Do your best! Fighting!]
With a mix of mockery and encouragement from the viewers, I queued for a ranked game.
And then, in the first match.
“…Why is that person here?”
I ended up running into someone I really didn’t want to see.
[LOL.]
[It’s Jaehun, LOL.]
[Glim’s about to get wrecked, RIP.]
[Goodbye, Glim, LOL.]
[Upvote if you think Glim’s doomed, LOL.]
[The boss villain enters the arena.]
[But if Glim wins here, it’s a total comeback for all the chicken gift cards she’s lost, LOL. Do your best!]
“Huh? Wait, what? Glim’s my opponent?”
I was taken aback.
Running into Glim here of all places?
[HurryAndLeave: Glim VS Jaehun, LOL.]
[What? You’re playing against Glim here?]
[Was this a snipe?]
[Pepe: Doesn’t seem like a snipe…]
“It’s definitely not a snipe. Why would I target Glim? There’s nothing for me to gain from that.”
This was something I always thought about whenever I checked the chat on Glim’s stream.
Gaining viewers from that stream doesn’t seem like it would be worth it.
[You did gain trolls, though, LOL.]
[Look at your viewer count. You’re gaining a lot, aren’t you?]
[Oppa! ㅋㅋ Oppa! ㅋㅋ Oppa! ㅋㅋ]
[HurryAndLeave: Wow, the trolls are already here, LOL.]
[Pepe: This is hilarious, LOL…]
[Did the coordinates already get shared?]
[How could coordinates spread this fast, LOLLLLL.]
It seemed like Glim’s fans had once again “shared the coordinates” and flooded my stream.
It was inevitable, considering I ended up as Glim’s opponent, but it was still kind of funny.
‘It’s like I’m spreading some kind of plague.’
[Viewers: 156]
The viewer count spiked like a stock on a sudden rally, shooting up and then dropping again.
“Well… Since viewers from her stream are already here, I’ll go ahead and take Glim out a few times before we really get started.”
Since I’d matched with Glim, it only felt right to keep defeating her over and over.
Judging by the chat, it seemed like she’d been talking a big game anyway.
[Haha, as if you’re not about to get wrecked by Glim, LOL.]
[Do you actually think Glim is a god-tier player? lol…]
[HurryAndLeave: Hmm.]
[HurryAndLeave: Can I get mod privileges? I’ll handle the trolls for you.]
“Oh, would you do that for me?”
Normally, I wouldn’t hand out mod duties so easily, but this person seemed trustworthy.
Besides, even if they suddenly went rogue and banned all my viewers, I wouldn’t really mind.
With that, I made HurryAndLeave a moderator.
[+HurryAndLeave: Oh!]
[+HurryAndLeave: I’m actually a mod now, lol. I’ll handle things well.]
[Why is someone like that getting mod privileges? LOL.]
[Pepe: Early supporters deserve recognition, you know.]
After assigning a mod, I turned my full attention back to the game.
It was time to focus.
I didn’t even glance at the chat.
The moderator would take care of it, so all I needed to do was focus on the game.
“Hoo.”
Exhaling deeply to calm my nerves, I roamed the map, sniping every enemy player I spotted.
Bang!
Bang!
The kill feed in the upper-left corner lit up continuously with my name.
But it wasn’t enough.
I needed to find Glim.
Tap, tap.
I kept moving through the map, searching for her.
And then.
She’s here!!!
With a familiar sound, Glim launched herself toward me, closing the distance quickly.
In her hand, she held a throwing star.
“Oh… you’ve brought a counter champion, huh?”
From what I knew, her champion was the perfect counter to the one I was using.
Everything about it was designed to beat mine.
But I didn’t panic. I steadied my aim.
And a moment later.
Bang!
[BestOfTheBestJaehun has eliminated Glim1111.]
“Got her.”
I took her down effortlessly.
[Wow.]
[+HurryAndLeave: That was insane.]
[It’s been a while since I’ve seen someone this good at FPS, LOL.]
[Even with Glim playing decently despite the hate, you headshotted her in one shot, LOL.]
[Daeyote strikes again!]
[As expected, chicken breast oppa is the GOAT of diet food, LOL.]
[Chicken breast king, LOL.]
[But seriously, he’s amazing at this.]
The chat was exploding with messages, likely from Glim’s viewers who had migrated to my stream, now cheering and commenting in awe.
“To those of you watching Glim’s stream, let her know I’m planning to take her down at least ten more times.”
That would make things more entertaining, after all.
Glim would enjoy the challenge too.
Bang!
Once again, my character’s head was pierced by that man’s bullet.
Even though I’d picked a counter champion, it made no difference.
I’d tried switching champions mid-game, experimenting with different strategies, but every time, his bullet found its mark.
Even when I chose a tank champion, hoping to soak up the damage and push through, he still landed a clean headshot.
“Ha…”
[Hang in there, Glim.]
[That guy is insanely good; it’s not your fault.]
[Fighting…]
[To be fair, Glim’s really good at FPS games too, LOL. Let’s not be too harsh.]
[Alright, time to turn things around. Let’s give it our all.]
[How can someone be this good? This is crazy.]
[It’s not just Glim’s fault, LOL. The rest of her team needs to step up too.]
The chat was unusually supportive, which only deepened my despair.
Normally, this would be the point where people mocked me, but instead, they were genuinely offering encouragement.
It seemed even the chat realized how outclassed I was.
“Ah…”
I sighed as I respawned yet again.
[Anonymous donated 1,000 KRW.]
“They say, ‘Tell Glim not to be too scared, they won’t kill her anymore.’”
“…I want to die.”
Everything I’d built up—my pride and confidence in FPS games—crumbled in an instant.