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Translator: 8uhl
Chapter: 24
Chapter Title: All Master's Game Stream
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'...Wow, what a real monster.'
Even as he conducted the stream from a good distance away and changed the stream title, not a single opening appeared in Comet's form. Vector stuck out his tongue in admiration.
Vector.
He knew full well how high his own name value was.
If Elbow was Everest, then Vector was a notch below, you could say?
Naturally, people knew Everest well, but they didn't know much about the mountains beneath it.
But that didn't mean the smaller mountains than Everest were ever belittled.
In other words, Vector's skills were the real deal.
'Hmm, if I rush in recklessly, I'll just die.'
The early hit had actually been luck.
The opponent's lack of interest in games and streaming.
He'd bet on the fact that they wouldn't know much about him, and thanks to that, he'd snatched a split-second opening to shatter the Perfect Win.
But that was it.
'Even while I was throwing him, he handled the defense, the fall, and the counterattack all at once. What kind of reflexes and athleticism is that?'
Vector had struck first and succeeded, but in the end, he was the one who'd lost more HP.
Even in the midst of the ambush, the opponent had defended brilliantly, used perfect falling technique to mitigate most of the impact from the final throw attack, and even in that situation, fired Finger Wind to nail Vector's shoulder precisely.
Thanks to that, with his HP chipped away and shoulder aching, Vector had watched closely for an opening.
'His attack options are just one anyway. Finger Wind and Palm Wind. There's a slight difference in power between the two versions, but in the end, it's just a ki-based ranged attack. And that's something I can dodge plenty.'
A ki-based ranged attack.
Tricky, but someone of Vector's caliber could dodge it easily enough.
Like reading the gun barrel and dodging bullets.
Most people wouldn't even dream of trying, but the facts that it was a game and not as fast as real bullets were why Vector could manage it.
So with the confidence that he could dodge it as long as he kept a proper distance, he waited for his moment.
"Since the consecutive Perfect Wins are broken, I'll just go for an undefeated True: Purple the easy way."
"...What?"
Vector jumped in surprise at Comet's words after finishing the stream settings.
Undefeated True: Purple.
In other words, a declaration to reach True: Purple rank with all victories.
Vector, originally from True: Purple but demoted to Gold due to inactivity, knew better than anyone how absurd that was.
And that surprise proved to be his downfall.
Thud-boom!
"...Insane!"
Comet shot in the moment Vector stomped the ground.
The speed was far beyond human perception.
At least half his ki blasted into his soles to produce that speed—it was only natural.
Vector could do it too, but he had good reasons for not bothering.
'Idiot! You think a human can freely handle that insane speed?'
It'd be like handing a sports car to someone who'd been driving a compact and telling them to floor it for dozens of kilometers.
Or telling them to hop in an F1 race.
How many people could pull that off?
Zero.
Not a single one.
No matter that it was a game, humans had limits to the speeds they could endure, withstand, and control.
Sure, that kind of overwhelming speed would let you move fast at first, but eventually, you'd lose control and tumble across the floor.
Tap-
Vector smirked as he lightly stepped aside, twisting his body out of Comet's incoming path.
He figured Comet would overshoot, then pathetically roll on the ground or slam into the invisible wall at the map's edge.
But there was something Vector didn't know.
His opponent wasn't human—he was more accustomed to being called a monster, a superhuman, a god.
Swoosh-
Comet's body, flying like a shot bullet, spun half a turn in midair—
Boom!
His foot hit the transparent wall at the map's edge, creating an explosive sound.
Even with the massive impact chipping away a bit of HP and adding the Ankle Injury status effect, Comet didn't care one bit.
Thud-boom!
He just blasted more ki into his soles again and shot off like a bullet.
His movement was beautiful enough to call an art form, like a swimmer reaching the wall and turning—
But the fact that it all happened in less than a second made it a disaster for Vector.
"...Urk!"
Vector couldn't even finish his words as Comet closed in with that monstrous speed after the sudden turn. He hurriedly prepared a defense.
Of course, as a Grappler by trade, he also set up to grab the incoming Comet—that was a bonus.
His body remembered even if his head was panicking.
'It's just one attack anyway. Just watch out for that, and speed doesn't matter!'
His startled mind cooled quickly, bracing for the opponent's attack.
Comet always used ranged attacks from his hands, so it was easy to prepare.
'Here it comes....'
Comet right in his face.
Vector focused every ounce of attention on his fingertips—and what came back was—
Crack!
"...Gahk!"
—A knee strike?!
-Whoa, first time seeing any other attack in almost a week of Comet streams!!
-O_O_O_O_O_O_O
-Flying all flashy like Comet and bam!
A knee strike that could shatter a nose bone without fail and always served as excellent conversation starter.
Comet's movements were a cut above not just average Gold players, but even those in True: Purple.
Of course it was hard to block even if you saw it coming—let alone one you never even considered?
"...Why so sudden!"
It was so perfect a hit that Vector felt utterly wronged.
The massive speed from burning a ton of ki.
A flawless attack.
A dead-on critical hit.
The perfect combo slashed his HP massively, and on top of 'Nose Bone Fracture' and 'Facial Collapse' slowing his breathing, the heavy impact added the Confusion status.
Of course, as an elite player, Vector quickly regained his stance amid the dizziness from Confusion—
Whirr!
"Uh...."
Bam-bam-bam-bam-bam!
But before he could fully recover, Comet's extended fists battered him, forcing him to eat every single hit.
The dreaded red screen.
Only when his HP was scraping bottom did he finally snap to, grit his teeth—
Tap-
—and watch Comet instantly pull away. Vector's mind went blank.
Just moments ago she'd been pounding him—why retreat now?
'If you retreat, how do you attack... Oh, right.'
Attacks usually required getting close.
Obviously, at Comet's distance, most attacks wouldn't reach.
But as that thought reached its conclusion.
Vector realized.
Pew-pew-pew-pew!
"...Damn, you were a ranged attack master all along."
In his near-death state, Comet had no need to finish him up close—she was a master of ranged attacks.
* * *
[WIN!]
"...First time seeing this."
-Lmao not a clean win.
-Win's a first. We've only seen Perfect Wins.
A message window he'd never seen in nearly a week of streaming.
Any normal player saw WIN at least once, but Comet had only ever gotten Perfect Win, so this was completely foreign.
That lasted only a moment.
The second match began, and once again, Vector went all-out—only for Comet to lose the Perfect Win but secure another WIN.
"Man, Senior Changsu was right—this guy's a real monster. How do you not drop a single game."
"You were pretty good yourself. Honestly surprised me. Never thought my Perfect Win would break before even hitting Gold."
"Well, if I couldn't even break your Perfect Win... as a pro, my pride would've taken a hit, so I gritted my teeth and fought... But hey, at least I broke the record, even if I lost."
Vector approached after going 0-2 overall in the ranked games and spoke. Comet smiled faintly in response.
"Was fun."
"...Same here. You're 30, right? I'm 26. Next time we meet, I'll take half your points, so look forward to it."
"Looking forward to it."
"Oh, and one more thing?"
"Sure, go ahead. Fine if it's on stream."
Before leaving the waiting room after the games.
Vector turned his head, and when Comet shrugged in agreement, he grinned and added.
"You're nuts at this game."
"...Haha."
"See ya."
With that ultimate gamer praise, the cheerful Vector waved breezily and vanished. Comet checked the scoreboard.
[LP: 98]
"...Oof."
-Lmao rigged af
-2 wins and this is what they give??
-Gonna complain to the devs, hold my beer lol
Hitting 100 LP auto-promotes you or sends you to promotion matches.
Most got around 20 LP per win, but Comet averaged over 30—which meant this was bound to happen eventually.
Unfortunately, being one step from Purple 1 made the viewers regret it.
-Ah... Was hoping to see Comet hit Gold today....
-This is how it ends.
-One more! You can skip promos and promote!
-Pls ㅠㅠㅠ
Just one more win, and he'd hit Gold before a week of streaming— a monumental feat right before their eyes.
The Trica fans begged as if they'd grab Comet's pant leg if he were there—
"Stream ends here for today. Pros are no joke—kinda tiring."
-Ah, the world 'briefly' goes dark.
-Wtf dude, weekends off. Two whole days.
—but Comet declared the end like he couldn't care less about the record.
Countless Trica fans clung on—
[StepOnMeUwU donated 10,000 won!]
ㅠㅠ Step on Gold more ㅠㅠ
[Opanmoo donated 10,000 won!]
Gold! Let's see Gold!
—as 10k donations that rarely popped started pouring—
[nekogcometcentiya requested a mission]
Hit Gold before you go: 100,000 won
—even mission requests piled up in the heated onslaught.
But.
"Tired. And I'll be off weekends as planned, plus Monday for other stuff, so heads up."
-3 days off??
-Open up shopkeeper! Open up! Open up!
—Comet instead declared an extra day off on top of the weekend break.
The chat exploded.
Now consistently over 1,000 viewers, their peak firepower rivaled big-corp streamers.
But Comet's next words filled the chat with exclamation points.
"I'll take applications for a stream manager over the weekend. Check the board for the attached form—fill it out, and I'll pick one by Monday. Hope for lots of entries."
-!!
-Ma...nager?
-Comet's... manager?
Manager recruitment declared.
No one had quite clocked it, but Comet's stream was barely a week old.
Naturally, there was no chat-managing manager, so annoying chats slipped through without quick cleanup.
Low-tier streamers usually handed it to friends or regulars, but a missing-person-turned-streamer like Comet had no friends around, and the stream had blown up too fast for a regular.
So he'd put off manager hiring until now—using the weekend to take apps and an extra off-Monday to properly select one.
'Just like Hayun said.'
Hayun—Mint—had orchestrated it all.
With years of streaming under her belt, Mint was a pro at handling fans or cooling hot chats.
She hadn't predicted the exact 2 LP short of Gold, but with all eyes glued now, it was the perfect time to promo manager recruitment.
As the Trica fans, forgetting Gold promotion amid the manager bomb, buzzed among themselves, Comet flashed a bright smile and waved.
"See ya, Trica fans."
Comet had become Haesung.
And so, Haesung's eventful first week of streaming drew to a close.
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