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Malicious Sniping Stream (17)
Do you know the fast-moving messengers that live in chatrooms?
“What? They say someone tried to frame a fellow streamer with an ‘evasion hack’ and sink them? Is that for real?”
Streamers hear rumors incredibly fast.
Because cuckoos living in chat keep dropping new gossip all the time.
「Yeah, it’s true」
「?? What are you talking about? Framed someone with an evasion hack?」
「No way, who’d frame another streamer as a cheater lol」
「And yet… it really happened…」
「Guys go watch Sphinx’s VOD from yesterday lol it was legendary」 – Message deleted
“……Why would someone do that? That’s terrifying. Who was it?”
「Gasp…」
「Gasp」
「Gasp」
「Ah, no…」
「We must never say that name!」
「NeugeotBear’sLoyalFootTowel sent 1,000 won!」
▶“A person called X-Bulldozer, but he’s already fallen. Best not to mention him lol.”
What an irony.
Even as cuckoos spread the story far and wide, his name slowly vanished from the platform.
“You’re the ones who said it first, and now you say don’t mention it? Fine. I get the gist. From now on, name forbidden.”
Dirty talk makes the speaker look dirty too.
How many streamers will keep digging up piles of filth just out of curiosity?
A name that must never be spoken.
A name that fills chat with nothing but “gasp.”
And the one who feels the most discomfort in all this—of course, the man himself.
‘F***ing bastards. Like they’re so clean themselves!’
―Crunch!
Kang Bulldozer crushed the beer can in his hand. Foam splattered across his monitor.
‘No… no, this can’t end like this! Yeah… there’s no solid proof, right? If I never admit it, then it’s fine! I’ll just insist my account bugged out…’
He whispered hopeful excuses, but his pounding heartbeat wouldn’t slow.
‘It’s not over… not yet…’
His leg trembled so hard the desk shook, nails biting into his lips, Kang Bulldozer scoured the community.
[Bulldozer vs. Sphinx. Summary of yesterday] (Hot Post)
[Legendary incident lol everyone saw it, right?] (Hot Post)
[Wow… people are terrifying…]
[lol but weren’t you guys the ones who wanted to kill Mak-shin?]
No evidence anywhere!
Then why wasn’t there a single post defending him?
He scrolled compulsively, wheel spinning down and down.
Until—
[“I’m a real Bulldozer fan, and this witch hunt has gone too far”] (Best Hot Post)
A real fan.
He always thought they were nobodies who only boosted his views.
So why did that word—fan—sting his heart so much?
‘F***… right. I need to hang in there. Someone’s still supporting me.’
Eyes wet, he clicked the post.
—“I’ve been watching Bulldozer since his small-time days, and this is just too much.
Did Bulldozer steal other streamers’ videos?
Did he use illegal programs to make guides?
Did he call viewers who didn’t donate pigs?
Did he frame two fellow streamers as cheaters?
Did he hit on female fans who DM’d him?
Did he vanish without apology after Sphinx exposed him live?
Seriously, what exactly did Bulldozer do wrong?!!”
⤷“lol you’re not a fan, you’re a troll”
⤷“Wait, no way all that’s true?”
⤷“It’s ALL facts, that’s the comedy lol”
⤷“No wonder comedy shows went extinct”
⤷“Whoa… hitting on girl fans? That’s new to me”
⤷“Same, first time hearing that”
⤷“It was on SNS. He harassed her when she refused to meet. MCN Axdong deleted it fast so not many saw” (Author)
⤷“Classic Axdong”
⤷“lol Axdong, it’s you again?”
⤷“That MCN is cursed with endless scandals lol”
⤷“And yet the streamers who stay there… you know what that means ^^”
The moment he realized “real fan” was mockery, fury ignited.
He clawed at his desk, fumbling for his phone.
‘That bastard… Only HE knew I messaged that female fan! It’s him!’
His ex-manager Kang Do-gyun.
The one he used to call “Team Leader Kang.”
Bulldozer was certain he wrote that damn post.
‘Pick up. F***ing pick up!’
But within two seconds, the call dropped—Do-gyun had seen the number and declined.
―Grit.
Bulldozer tried another number.
―“Uh, hello?”
The nervous voice made Bulldozer explode.
“Hey. Weren’t you my manager, you little s***?”
―“…Excuse me?”
“I ought to rip your f***ing mouth apart. Your streamer’s in this mess and you’re just sitting there?!”
―“Oh shut it already.”
“……What?”
―“We can’t help if we don’t even know what’s going on. You ignored company calls and now you’re throwing a tantrum?”
“Y-you… acting tough cause we’re not face-to-face? Wait right there, I’ll—”
―“Come on then, loser. Thanks to trash like you, I’m quitting anyway.”
“Ha, ha ha ha! Quit? You think that’s the end? No other MCN will take you. Who’d hire someone who talks like that to their talent?”
―“Already got another offer, you social reject. Oh, and heads up—Mak-shin’s preparing to sue you.”
“S-sue me? With no evidence?!”
―“Not my problem. Worry about yourself, not me. And remember—I’m older than you. Show some respect, you brat!”
―Click.
The line went dead.
“Y-you, you, you…”
He dialed again and again, but no manager, no MCN number, answered his calls.
“Y-you cut me off? No… no, this isn’t right… you’re supposed to protect me…”
Frantic, he tapped call after call.
But never once did the dial tone last.
Until—
―Bzzz!
His phone rang.
“H-hello?!”
“Hello, this is Park Ha-yeon from Trust Bank loan services.”
A loan ad.
That was all who ever called him.
A month passed since the “evasion hack” scandal.
Bulldozer had tried multiple apology streams, but every attempt only spawned new disasters.
First came Mak-shin’s lawsuit over the false accusation.
Then ex-staff from Axdong leaked stories about Bulldozer’s toxic behavior, perfectly timed with his apologies.
On top of that, small streamers whose videos he’d stolen posted to block his return.
His comeback seemed impossible.
‘Guess karma always comes around…’
So?
What did I gain from bringing justice?
Well… that’s tricky.
“Unpolished gemstones. That’s how I’d describe you all.”
(Viewers: 3,211)
It wasn’t even a flashy game, just a lightweight survival title with multiple weapons.
Yet the stream drew crowds.
He called them gemstones for a reason.
「Thanks for the 1,000 won!」
▶“Gemstones? lol what nonsense”
「Noob, kite the mobs properly」
「So bad lol so bad lol so bad lol」
「You should’ve picked option 3 earlier」
「Told you that combo doesn’t work, sigh」
「Is this guy really a ‘pro gamer’?」
「More like a beast with no brain」
Without the right tools and time to refine them…
Unpolished gems are just heavy rocks.
‘Is this… growing pains?’
He knew the problem.
His growth had been too sudden.
Like a child’s clothes stretched tight over adult-sized arms and legs.
「Didn’t you say you’re good at Weapon Survival? lol」
「Why’d you pick that? Did you even think about combos?」
「He ignores backseating anyway. Why stream then?」
「True lol」
He thought his mental was strong, but today his head pounded.
Didn’t he hire a manager? Why was no one handling this?
He paused the game and checked the list.
To his shock, his manager was offline.
「When’s he starting again?」
「Killed the mood」
「Honestly this run’s a reset」
「Yeah he’ll never reach final boss anyway」
「Just reset lol」
A text sat on his phone.
—“Due to family issues, I can’t keep working. Please send my salary here.”
Wow.
He almost swore on stream.
“That’s it for today’s broadcast…”
「???」
「lol what kind of lame ending is that」
「Sphinx, if you stream like this, you won’t last long」
「EmperorSwordSentToHellSphinx sent 1,000 won!」
▶“Heh… chat’s a mess.”
Maybe karma hadn’t just caught Bulldozer.
Malicious sniping.
A channel grown fat on dopamine-rich scandals.
Of course, few saw me in a good light.
「Mak-shin donated 2,000,000 won!」
▶“Thanks for your streams. Because of you, I finally cleared my name from the nightmare of false accusations. Just a small token of gratitude. I’ll keep supporting you.”
「Holy s*** two million won lol」
「Mak-shin?? The real one??」
For a second, his mask nearly slipped.
‘Crap… crying isn’t my brand…’
“Thank you, Mak-shin, you’ve really been through a lot. But honestly… it wasn’t just me, right? If not for your newbie-friendly guide videos, I wouldn’t have had the angle.”
「※Mak-shin: lol true」
「Mak-shin’s so funny lol」
「haha love the vibes」
「Is it really him?」
「Damn even Sphinx got a shout-out from Mak-shin」
“Anyway, I’m so grateful to Mak-shin and all the viewers. Next time, I’ll make sure the environment’s tidier so you can chat better.”
「EmperorSwordSentToHellSphinx sent 1,000 won!」
▶“Yeah yeah lol post an announcement”
Click.
The capsule powered down, fresh air washing over him.
“Now then, what’s urgent…”
The stream was over, but his workday had just begun.
He had to keep his YouTube alive, hire a new manager, and so much more.
But first—
A new hiring post.
—“Sorry for sending the video late… personal reasons mean I have to quit. Please don’t pay me this month…”
Unbelievable.
His only editor, gone too.
He sighed, paying the owed salary anyway.
Now he needed a manager and an editor.
‘What was it they say? Someone’s holding a knife over me…’
It felt like destiny urging him to act.
It was time for a decision.
He couldn’t keep doing this alone.
He needed an MCN.
“Which one should I call…”
He’d received many offers—from big-name agencies to small startups.
But there was one he had to contact first.
“Hello, is this Cheongseol MCN?”
―“Ah! Mr. Sphinx, pleasure to meet you. We’ve been waiting for your call.”
Why them first, out of all the choices?
Because the mail from Cheongseol MCN was the same as the tip-off mail about the “evasion hack.”
―“If you’re free, I can come to you right now.”
“Sure, I’ll send the address.”
The rep’s ETA was 30 minutes.
But less than 10 minutes later, someone greeted him.
“Nice to meet you. I’m Kang Do-gyun.”
“……You’re the rep? That was fast.”
So his words weren’t empty—he had been waiting for this call.
“Before contracts, I’d like you to see this first.”
“……What’s all this?”
“Notes from a week of monitoring your streams, plus a list of recommended games.”
…Insane.
Not just prepared—impressive.
He’d reviewed all his chats, made a ban list, categorized tolerance levels…
Meaning he’d watched every stream that week and checked every chat.
‘This is… actually useful…’
The game recommendations were just as thorough.
Reactions tracked across early, mid, late playtime.
Even better—the games were ones he’d already been eyeing.
“And this—our editor made a fan video for you.”
Now it was beyond impressive—almost scary.
‘This isn’t a fan video… this is pro quality…’
Clean subtitles, funny chat cuts, his most cathartic moments sharpened with perfect editing.
Who could see this and not ask:
“If I join, will this editor be mine?”
“Yes. Ms. Miso, formerly Axdong’s best editor.”
Axdong?
With that skill, he recognized her work.
She’d edited Bulldozer’s takedown videos.
“If her past bothers you, we can assign someone else…”
“No. I want that editing on my videos.”
“Good. Then, shall we discuss contracts?”
He nodded, entranced, but then forced himself to think carefully.
Other MCNs had editors, recommendations, managers too.
Bigger ones even offered collabs with star streamers.
So—
“How many streamers do you have now?”
“If you join, two.”
Direct question, then.
“What can you give me that big MCNs can’t?”
Strong words—maybe rude.
But Kang Do-gyun only smiled, raising a confident finger.
“Give me a week.”
From the very start, what he had always dreamed of—
“I’ll bring you the perfect sponsorship.”
It felt like Cheongseol MCN understood him better than anyone.
