Saintess-nim, are you perhaps insane?
From way back, I'd often heard from those around me that I lived too aimlessly.
A reckless life, just drifting along with whatever currents life threw at me, without any grand goals or clear vision.
It was a life where my unremarkable future was plain as day, but there hadn't been any adult around to set me straight, either.
My parents had passed away before I even knew much about the world, and Pastor Kim, who raised me until I became an adult, was stretched thin just running the church.
I was grateful just to have grown up healthy without a single illness, so I never really thought to resent the world or anyone in it.
Or well... could I even call myself healthy anymore?
The pudgy, jiggling flesh that went beyond chubby was long gone, leaving only these scrawny limbs behind.
There were still a few spots with some meat on them, but... could you even call that fat?
Trading my near-obese gut and my joystick for these two lumps on my chest—was that a gain or a loss?
I'd need some detailed calculations to settle the balance sheet, but right now, it felt like a loss.
Sure, they looked nice, but they came with their own hassles.
Anyway.
Either way, I'd always lived by the motto that "no plan is the plan."
No way.
Absolutely doing it.
That was exactly why I'd accepted Eder's offer.
There weren't any other ways to cover rent popping into my head, and options for making quick cash were limited.
Plus, they were paying me just to ramble about stuff I knew? No reason to turn that down.
And the topic was One-Handed Sword Saintess? Hell, I welcomed it.
The clueless Ias players still hadn't grasped the true potential of the One-Handed Sword Saintess.
No way. (Eder) Then come here: http://di***rd.c*m/i***te/Eather
Pastor Kim had always told me that the more knowledgeable you were, the greater your duty to enlighten the ignorant.
Having knowledge meant bearing the responsibility to teach those who didn't.
But you mustn't harbor any sense of superiority or pity in the process.
Only when the one out ahead leads the stragglers with a pure heart can everyone move forward together.
I didn't quite get what that meant exactly.
[Streamer Eder Official Discord] [Enter Channel]
Maybe it meant I should spread the greatness of the One-Handed Sword Saintess to others.
Right, Pastor Kim?
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— nn (Eder)This comment was deleted by the author.— nnbaro coming right away~
Eder, who'd posted the Discord link on the Apocalypse Gallery only to delete it immediately, was now gripped by a twinge of regret.
Even if there were some normal users, Ias players still viewed Apocalypse Gallery users poorly.
They went so far as to call those who enjoyed endgame content "endgame drones" as a slur.
"Haa... Even so, was hitting them up directly too much...?"
For that reason, Eder—who'd come from the dregs of the Apocalypse Gallery himself—avoided mentioning his past.
Going straight to the gallery to meet Saintess Nice like this was a pretty big adventure for him.
"Nah... There wasn't any other way to reach her anyway..."
After finishing the Vermouth raid, Saintess Nice had run a few more raids before logging off abruptly.
With no phone number or other contact, Eder's only way to reach her had been the Apocalypse Gallery.
That said, was that floating anon really Saintess Nice?
White Dragon Pavilion had vouched for it, but what if not?
[Bot] [Saintess Nice has landed in the channel!]
He'd worried it might be a waste of time, but luckily, the one who showed up on Discord was indeed Saintess Nice.
"Oh, she's here."
Of course, he still needed to verify if this was the real deal.
Impersonation wasn't out of the question yet.
💬 Discord Chat— EderSaintess-nim, is that you?— Saintess NiceYes.— EderCould you verify your identity then?— Saintess NiceOne sec.— Saintess Nicescreenshot.jpg— EderGot it, verified.
Thank goodness—the user was the real Saintess Nice.
— EderHmm... Mind a quick voice call?
This wasn't just a casual guest invite.
With revenue splits already promised, this was straight-up business.
No skimming over it with a few chat lines—Eder decided to hash out the details properly via private voice chat with Saintess Nice.
— Saintess NiceUh... sure.— EderAlright, giving you perms now—head to the EderCollab1 channel.
-Ding
Eder hopped into the voice channel first, mentally rehearsing the pitch he had in store for Saintess Nice.
No matter how he sliced it, Saintess Nice was a treasure chest in Eder's eyes.
A treasure chest no one had even thought to open, just sitting forgotten at the bottom.
Shrouded in shadows of gold farming, trolling, griefing, spamming, and toxic high-nicks—but inside was still a blue ocean brimming with opportunity and potential.
'Nah, at that point, it's not just shadows...'
Remembering the nasty stunts Saintess Nice had pulled in the Apocalypse Gallery back in the day, Eder briefly wondered if he was heading down the wrong path.
-Ding
"Ah, hey Saintess-nim. Can you hear me okay?"
Eder wasn't the type to back out once he'd committed.
No turning back—that was one of his mottos.
"...Saintess-nim? Can't hear my voice?"
Even after she joined the voice channel, no sound from Saintess Nice.
— Saintess NiceOh, hi. Comes through fine.
Instead, she kept her mic muted and chatted away.
This much was within Eder's expectations.
— Saintess NiceCan I keep mic off and just chat?
"Yeah, of course. No issue."
Types like Saintess Nice—who trolled online—usually avoided anything that could reveal their identity, like voice.
"Let's sync schedules first. Got any free days this week?"
— Saintess NiceI'm good anytime.
"Great news. How about this Saturday?"
— Saintess NiceYes.
Date locked in. Now to plan the content.
Main focus would be Saintess Nice's One-Handed Sword setup, but viewers would be curious about the person herself too.
He had to nail this upfront.
"Stream'll center on your One-Handed Sword Saintess setup. Cool if I sneak in a few personal questions along the way?"
— Saintess NiceNo problem as long as it's not too invasive. Like, not "what color panties today?" stuff.
"Haha, would I do that?"
— Saintess NiceFeels like you would.
"I'm not that guy..."
Good thing Saintess Nice herself didn't seem to mind.
"Wanna draft a script together?"
— Saintess NiceScript?
"Yeah, script. Going fully improv might put you in a tough spot."
Saintess Nice was just a regular person, not a streamer.
Expecting the broadcast to go smoothly was a stretch.
— Saintess NiceTrue that.
"Exactly—so we prep a script ahead and follow it. Think of it like filming a video."
If live was too tricky, recording and uploading to YouTube wasn't bad either.
But Eder's YouTube was still small-scale, and live streams packed the biggest punch right now.
"So, could you walk me through your One-Handed Sword Saintess build structure?"
— Saintess NiceSure.
She explained the One-Handed Sword Saintess build structure, they'd script it out, reveal on stream.
Saintess Nice's image would shift from toxic gold farmer to hidden genius build crafter, drawing tons of attention.
And Eder's stream would monopolize it all.
A perfect plan.
— Saintess NiceHere's the rundown—what One-Handed Sword Saintess really is.
And the One-Handed Sword Saintess build Saintess Nice explained was—
— Saintess Nice—like this. Simpler than it looks, right?
"Um, Saintess-nim."
— Saintess NiceYes~?
"Are you perhaps insane?"
The words slipped out—a completely deranged setup.
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The day of the collab with Eder's stream.
"Mmm..."
I was back at that same PC bang, idly munching on snacks.
Nothing much to do until the stream started and Eder called me in.
Surfing the Ias Gallery while popping snacks was pure bliss as always.
📰 Ias Gallery PostTitle: Eder's stream bringing on Saintess Nice??— AnonFinally gonna find out why this bitch uses that shitty one-hand sword.— For real?— Whoa, Saintess Nice on a stream?— nn (OP) That's what I heard.— Why's Eder bringing trash like that as guest? Guy wants mainstream so bad lol— nn Saintess Nice didn't ask? They're both endgame drone alums
The hottest topic on the current Ias Gallery was, predictably, "Saintess Nice."
Folks curious about my One-Handed Sword build, and folks curious about me as a person.
The gallery was packed with both types right now.
"Mm... Already gone."
📰 Ias Gallery PostTitle: Can already guess Saintess Nice's voice lol— AnonGonna reek of total coolguy tryhard bullshit Just look at how she got memed in gal, went mental, mythic rushed, then exploded Then pathetically ran to military lololol Just fuck off JOAT— Total agreement
Of course, that curiosity wasn't positive at all.
Not "wonder what kinda person," more like "wonder what kinda bitch."
Part of me wanted to spam the gallery in response to the hype, but with the stream right around the corner, I held back.
— EderStream's on now? Keep my stream open and join when I call.
"Oh."
Right on cue, Eder fired up the stream.
Hopping in, viewers flooded in instantly.
"Ten thousand? Usually caps at three."
Was I that famous?
Gonna get an ego boost...
— AnonThis the place? The one with gold farm troll bitch as guest?
"Oof."
Eder's stream kicked off spicy from the first chat.
Seems they weren't thrilled about me—the poster child for gold farming—being the guest.
— AnonInviting mega troll toxic user as guest? Eder you mad?— na— na— lock— na— Spam you fucks— Eder-nim pls boot Saintess Nice even now...
Not just one person—the chat was overflowing with complaints.
Made me wonder if a normal stream was even possible.
["Ah, hello everyone, this is Eder."]
But Eder's veteran chops weren't fazed by this.
["Seems like my controversial guest has everyone riled up. Hear me out first."]
— Spam vanishes instantly lol— Follow chat pls— Coord from gal incoming
["I brought Saintess Nice on because I think the One-Handed Sword Saintess build is legit. Folks who saw my stream a few days ago know."]
— She wrecked back then— Saintess perfect guard 8 times lololol— Betting One-Handed Sword Saintess everywhere after today
["If you trust this Ias player Eder, just give the explanation a shot once."]
True to his seasoned streamer rep—even as a sudden breakout, his hosting skills were top-notch.
"Your food order's up."
"Ah, just leave it there."
-Slurp...
["Anyway, no more beating around the bush—let's bring her in. Saintess Nice, come on in."]
"Eep... gulp..."
What? Calling me quicker than expected.
Ramen... gonna go cold.
-Ding
Too bad.
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