Max Level Proxy War: Push Yuca to the Top!

"Tools trying to take first place? This world's totally gone to hell."

Dojabber let out a deep sigh laced with genuine frustration as he exhaled a plume of cigarette smoke.

"Order's crumbling, order. Fuck, what do those tool bastards even know how to do that they're gunning for max level?"

Muttering to himself, Dojabber was, as always, desperately working to maintain discipline in the collapsing game world.

"Fuck... Shoulda just stuck to Legend of League like usual."

Dojabber clicked his tongue, his mood soured.

For Jeong Hana, this was something she wouldn't even think about. But in the streaming community, a proxy war was raging over who would hit max level first in Lost of Fantasy.

This absurd battle of egos was so outlandish that normal people couldn't even conceive of it.

"Yo, Jabber. What're we doing about this?"

Dojabber immediately clicked his tongue at the question from the Discord sniper squad.

"If this keeps up, those Leaguecuck bastards are really gonna hit max first. And Gang Minseo? Fuck, isn't she that pureblood support one-trick Hyeji bitch?"

"Obviously we can't let that bus-chasing whore hit it. How many we got?"

"Over a hundred this time? Pull in the Dark Gal folks and we're past two hundred easy."

Dojabber smirked, taking another deep drag from his cigarette.

Leaguecucks.

A derogatory term for those who started streaming on Legend of League and formed their cliquey lines, looking down on others. It began with a few streamers but now lumped in anyone like Gang Minseo, Sky, Ramjwi Thunder, and Daydream whose main content was LoL.

"So who we pushing?"

"Does pushing even matter? It's not like we can funnel CS or hand out EXP."

"Idiot, we do live viewer bots. Last time, Minseo's stream had more viewers anyway."

Dojabber clicked his tongue again.

"Yeah, winning the numbers game matters too."

That was the ugly truth behind this proxy war raging in Lost of Fantasy.

"Still, the LoL guys have somewhere to go back to, right? Our endgame bros and sis should take first—looks way better."

On Murumur Server, those dubbed "Leaguecucks" ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠happened to be mostly Demon King faction players.

Conversely, the Alliance had plenty of general gamers, VTubers, or just plain YouTubers.

It was a slim difference, but enough to set communities ablaze.

"Like that last sniper op, fuck, these Leaguecucks got no clue—gotta stomp 'em this time."

"Yeah, let's crush 'em. So we pushing Rice? Or Yuca? Dark Gal wants one of those two."

"Rice has higher cred, right? Ex-pro and all, tons of fans."

"But ex-pro means not pure endgame blood."

"True, pretty chummy with Leaguecucks too."

Dojabber took another drag and grinned.

"Then Yuca's the pick."

"Yuca? Some folks hate VTubers though."

"Whatever. She was the legend in that big collab server last time."

Dojabber was a fan of the surging star "Akahina Yuca."

From his view, this mess was a chance to beat down that hated tool bitch Gang Minseo and crown Yuca first.

"Yeah, pull in the hardcore Yuca stans and we're golden."

"Not stans, flowerpot squad."

"Nuggetma squad, whatever."

Dojabber clicked his tongue as the sniper squad dipped.

"Fucking asshole... Sucking off losing girlcamp, and she's a tool too."

Push the endgamers.

Under that noble slogan, the Discord sniper squad was a ragtag bunch with wildly different faves—stabbing each other in the back wouldn't faze anyone.

"Anyway, gotta do it."

"Yeah, exactly."

Dojabber grinned in satisfaction as his post racked up over ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠500 upvotes in under five minutes.

"Argh... Why me? Why so strict on me?!"

Gang Minseo stretched her legs out and wiggled up and down, sighing dramatically like the world's most wronged person.

"Ah, snipers again..."

Today, she'd hit max level no matter what.

To keep the momentum, she'd skipped breakfast and fired up her stream first thing.

Her grind had pushed EXP to 88% before she knew it.

"Shit, just a bit more for max."

But against the sniper squad's swarm, she was helpless.

"I know!! I know!! But there's more reds than mobs!!!"

Dead too many times to rez, Gang Minseo hovered as a ghost by her corpse.

"Shit... Calling Daydream earlier was pointless too."

Maybe two streamers together would work?

No dice. To snipers, it just clustered targets.

And as Dojabber predicted, Daydream ragequit after a few snipes.

"Anyone... No good Samaritans to save poor shivering Minseo...?"

She glanced at chat.

"Argh! Mineral squad!!! You always carry me, what's this?! No one's coming?! Help!!"

"Ah! What's pathetic?! I'm the wronged one here!"

Yelling, Gang Minseo stretched her arms high.

"Welp... Nothing for it."

Truth was, she wasn't that bummed.

Stream on at wake-up, grinding for level-up.

"Anyway... Got ham during snipes, donation time too."

Sniped to death and ghosting? She'd learned to guard the stream.

Ah... But today really ain't happening. Wrong day maybe.

Sniper numbers swelling instead of thinning, she scratched her back near the strap and arched.

Unlike snipers thought, she just wanted max level—no ego trip.

"Alright! Focus up, Mineral squad! Lost of Fantasy ends here today!"

"Thought it'd be nice to max today! See? More people than mobs—impossible!"

Gang Minseo grinned.

"Snipers seem more here, so long time no solo queue Legend of League!"

Declaring sticky LoL, she grabbed her mouse to log off, relieved.

"...Huh?"

"Knight? Why's this achievement popping server-wide?"

"Wha... M-Mineral squad? Why you all laughing? What's this? What happened? What'd the knight do? Ah! Nobody explains when it matters!!!"

Took ten minutes, but Gang Minseo finally got it: her snipers had been total clowns because Jeong Hana snagged server-first max level.