[$10000: what are you doing today?]
“I’m going to play Zero Wars 2 and Maspi for 2 hours each today… heh, is that the highest amount of money you can throw at , you idiot? And check the schedule section first!”
[$10000: It’s faster to throw money than open the summary. And I’m not sure you’ll have the strength to do that much]
“Is it possible that all my viewers are idiots?”
[$10000: There. Take it. So cheer up, loser.]
“You know…, I have more than enough money in the world, and if you think you can buy out for 3 million, I will socially erase you, seriously.”
[$10,000: It’s so nice to hear a loser’s bark.]
My comnts section was almost like a lawless zone, and while I laughed inwardly, I didn’t stop moving my controller.
The maximum about you can donate 50,000 at LIVERS, and only a very few VIPs are allowed to throw more than 1 million yen.
The strict standards make it easy to identify VIPs, and of course, I know who this guy is. He is stirring up like this because we are real-life friends, and I can just return the favor without hesitation later.
Anyway, it has been half a year since that day.
I had been achieving reasonable results as a strear, but I had been eliminated from all the WGCS qualifiers for this year.
Well, as expected, the reality is not so sweet.
I had not even the slightest hope of winning the title this year, which still within my expectation.
This year, I participated in the first round of four of the five-ga titles that were selected to be a qualifier for WGCS. The breakdown is one TPS, two MOBAs, and one fighting ga.
I also applied for the other one, but I did not get selected in the regular draw.
Unfortunately, I had no fa in any of those gas, so I had to start from the first round of the qualifiers.
To summarize the results, I made it to the national level in all of the gas but lost in the first or second round in all of them, except for [Masterpiece], a MOBA genre ga in which I was lucky enough to make it to the final round of the national tournant.
I had to win one of them to qualify for the WGCS. In short, my dreams for this year’s tournant were crushed.
“Haa… The problem with big competitions is that they are not remote. I don’t have the stamina for it.”
“I could have more chance if I… Argh, shit! I lost again!”
“Stop your yapping and give so useful advice, you useless piece of shi…”
“Oh, for heaven’s sake, try that once more. I will instant block you all!”
I was honestly grateful that the comnt section was full of harsh words. Even though the viewers won’t stop bad-mouthing even when I win, they will try to agitate to death every ti I lose.
By this ti, my body was already inexplicably weak. The headaches had progressed into the irreversible territory.
Before this, I had had at least a little pain-free ti each day, but my brain was screaming so hard now because I didn’t even have ti for such rest.
In a day, I could only move around for about six hours, even on days when I was feeling extrely well. It is rare that I can play a ga for four hours like I did today.
It hurts. It just hurts. My head hurt so much that it was difficult to concentrate.
In terms of how sick I am, it feels like I have a high fever of almost 40 degrees Celsius all the ti. Of course, I didn’t actually have that level of fever, but I was sure I had a low-grade fever all the ti.
Many tis I almost lost the will to take on this challenge.
I had pushed myself to participate in the qualifying round, even though I was still in bad shape.
I said it as if I knew what to expect, but losing so miserably in the WGCS qualifying round was hard enough on my ntality. I was reminded of how high the barriers to the world challenges are when you even lose only at the national level.
If there’s sobody to comfort by saying [it can’t be helped] or [let’s just give up], I might not have been able to get back up.
But unfortunately, it seems my viewers did not have that kindness in them.
Every ti I lose a competition, they will provoke and send a DM to my social networking account to make fun of with all their might, and you bet, the next day’s stream becos harsh as hell.
Everyone pointed out my weakness and ineptitude head-on, without a shred of consolation in their words.
Seeing such rciless and unforgiving viewers only made realize how naive I was.
I have much less ti available to now than most people. The very thought of trying to beat a top player who spends every waking mont playing the ga is nothing but foolish thought.
My body is defective, and my ti is limited.
Since I am trying to push through recklessly under such circumstances, I need to practice as efficiently as possible, and I can’t afford to choose the ans I should take.
My goal is to beco the best in the world in the most efficient manner with the least amount of effort possible.
It would be absurd to try to win the competition head-on in a fair and sportsmanship way.
(I can’t take the high road to do that. It’s a hard truth to realize that my amount of practice is not enough.)
The disadvantages are innurable. Yet there are certain advantages that only I have.
One, which still barely works for , is my perfect mory, which rembers everything at a glance. As long as I have this, it is impossible for to lose in terms of knowledge, no matter how short the ti I spent to play a ga.
It was ironic that an ability I thought I didn’t need in the past would co in handy now.
Second, is my hand dexterity, that also one of the weapons that allow to compete with the best of the world.
When it cos to the so-called [caracons] {Character Controls} or so they are called, I am confident that I can surpass the best players in any ga.
My athletic ability is abysmal, but the dexterity my mother instilled in is a unique talent that not even Nana could imitate.
Well, it is a pity that it is only effective for a controller and keyboard-mouse operation.
However, it is precisely because of this that I was able to complete the Kurokuro 100% RTA, which makes heavy use of nurous glitches and bugs without no mistakes.
When it cos to RTA, I can confidently say that I’m the best because I operate under pre-determined action and timing in that mode.
Knowledge and control. While I was as good as the top players in these two areas, there was one fatal weakness that ca to light in this tournant.
It’s my lack of reflexes. When faced with sothing unexpected, the ti I take to take action is far too slow.
It is said that the theoretical fastest human reflex speed is 0.1 seconds.
For example, in athletics, there is a rule that if you start faster than 0.1 seconds after the pistol sounds, you are said to be flying. {probably a false start in English. I cannot find that terms in the track rule book.}
This ans that the fastest the body can react after hearing a sound, seeing sothing with the eyes, or feeling sothing on the skin is 0.1 second. Whether it is a ga or a sport, top players almost certainly have a reflex speed close to this range.
In contrast, my fastest reflex speed is 0.8 seconds. This is laughably slow.
This is the equivalent of standing defenseless for almost an entire second when I got shot from a blind spot or caught off guard in a fighting ga.
No matter how much knowledge you have, how precisely you control the ga, or how beautifully you play the ga, if you are not fast enough, you cannot win it.
That speed doesn’t matter if you are playing a ga like chess, shogi, or trading card gas, where you have a fixed ti limit and take turns attacking each other, but in online gas where the field changes continuously in real-ti, this ti difference is fatal.
But no matter how much I practice, my reflex speed will never get any faster. This is a natural ‘talent’ that I was born with, and it is sothing that I have always had to live with, along with a constitution that prevents from playing sports.
That’s why the only aning my practice gives is so I can learn all kinds of situations.
The more situations I learn, the more prepared I will be.
And the more prepared I’m, the faster I can react to that situation.
It can compensate for reflex speed to a certain extent, but if I could do it, so can other players. This is not a good way to close the gap with other people.
(Of course, I cannot lack the ability to improve my skills too. I need to accumulate knowledge and study situations. Even if it ans it’s not an ideal road I could take. Still, if my ability in the ga itself is limited, then the choice left for is to play outside it.)
Off-the-ga battle. It is a psychological battle between players that begins during or even before the ga begins.
You can say that it’s a brawl of information war.
It is also a kind of off-board warfare to rant and rave against the enemy team before the ga or to announce your strategy at the beginning of the ga.
By making the opponent agitated or upset, you will gain an advantage by making them lose composure.
And considering the nature of information warfare, it is not a praiseworthy act, especially if you go to the level of actually insulting your opponent.
However, it is certainly a tactic, just as trash-talking is used in sports.
I am playing an online ga where the situation changes from mont to mont.
When I am playing in a match-up with a random player, I cannot see my opponent’s face, nor do I know who he is. I can read a player’s moves if I know him or her, but my brain is not so versatile that I can read the thoughts of soone I have never seen or heard of before.
But. Conveniently, the identity of the people who participate in the ga’s tournants is known.
It’s not hard to get ahead in that kind of guessing ga if you’re up against soone you know.
And what if I only know the player’s na?
Let tell you that it was foolish to think you could protect your personal information from the information network that Rinne Takajou has.
I can find out the address, na, background, and everything else with a single photo.
Yes, in this world of esports, what I excel at the most is neither brain nor character controls, but rather my vast assets and connections.
Personnel that can be moved by a snap of a finger. A nurous allies around the world that I can use by calling on Ron, my brothers, and Touka.
What I need more than anything else is not the skill of the ga but the information about my opponent. Once I have a deep understanding of my opponents, I can unravel their profiles and trace their every thought.
And what I an deep is to the point where I could play them in the palm of my hand.
My true goal is not to be the best player in the world.
I want to be a player who knows everything about my opponents, who can read through their psychology, and who storm and dominate the ga itself.
If my reflexes are too slow to respond to a dangerous mont, then I should predict all of my opponent’s actions.
Just like completing an RTA in a predetermined sequence, I can put the entire ga sequence on a schedule.
I take in the data, analyze it, and predict the possible future. That is what my brain is best at.
Instead of practicing to win the ga, I need to use unconventional way to understand the world of my opponents.
To do this, I must beco a demon who bites and devours everyone, sotis uttering almost threatening words to deceive my opponents.
It is not enough to just read their psychology. The accuracy of my foresight improves when I can disturb my opponent’s state of mind in the most predictable way.
Weaknesses are not to be found but to be created. {tln: you demon}
(I’m glad Nana wasn’t watching. This kind of thing would only have a bad influence on her.)
While clicking my tongue, I look at my character, who was killed on the screen.
As long as I respect the limits of my speech, they found this entertaining. I’m not a person who is always gentle with others, and my viewers adapted to right away.
In addition to that, I am always in pain because of my headache, which makes grumpy and foul-mouthed, creating a disturbing stream that constantly agitates the viewer.
But the number of subscribers is still growing steadily, so I guess this is the kind of thing that appeals to people who like sothing radical.
I am a good-looking girl, after all.
This is how the three years of my black history and pri began when I was later called [Monster] and went around wrecking official tournants in many gas.
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By the way, Nana’s reflex speed is 100 tis faster than Rinne’s.
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