Odin
“Alright, let's check out the stream of this mysterious streamer Lee Jua, who's supposedly an 8-year veteran laborer.”
Odin entered Prism Studio and typed Lee Jua into the search bar, but no live broadcasts showed up in the results. Only her channel page appeared.
“Huh…? She's not streaming?”
Odin let out a hollow laugh as he read the chat about her end time and reasons.
“Motor got pissed? Sort it out? Aren't those straight-up construction terms? Her concept is solid.”
Odin felt a twinge of regret deep down. That 30-second clip he'd just seen? Pure physical godsend. Aim tracking, recoil control, situational judgment—all top-tier. You hardly ever saw that from female players, and it was the kind of early engagement even most high-rank guys pulled off.
At least 2-Tier easy…
The Battlelands Kill Bet scene was stagnant. Battlelands itself was niche, only played by diehards, and Kill Bets even more so among those. They split into four tiers for teams, and female streamers mostly languished in 3- or 4-Tier. Only three women had climbed to 2-Tier. She was precious talent.
Skill confirmed—now, proxy account? Hacks? That was the crux. Drag a cheater into the Kill Bet mix, and the fallout hit every participating streamer. Mild hack suspicion? Actually welcome. Meant she was that good.
The handcam in the bottom right of her clip synced perfectly with the game screen. No signs of ESP (enemy ESP hacks), no recoil, auto-aim. Of course, just Odin's hunch.
His stream drew crowds begging him to sniff out cheaters—it was prime content now. His detection skills outstripped even Battlelands admins.
So he'd planned to yank her straight into the Kill Bet scene. But her stream had shut down.
“Too bad. Wanted more live shot luck. VOD open?”
He hopped into her channel. Luckily, the just-ended stream's replay was up. Skipped the chatty intro, jumped to post-Military Camp 4-kill from the clip.
[Ahem, did yarikiri at Milcam? Now take another order and head out for gombang?]
“Yarikiri, huh… taking orders for gombang… She's actually done real labor, hasn't she?”
Odin smirked and cranked the volume. This VOD was to scout her usual play, sense, physicals. No fast-forwarding—had to catch every potential play. Meanwhile, chatted with viewers.
“But… her voice is insanely good.”
“Nah, not like that. Just saying her voice slaps… Koreans are so stingy with compliments.”
> NogadaBro's M24 has killed "HowToDoThisKindlyExplain"
She crested the ridge for vision control, sniped the pothead clean.
“Whoa, what? I barely spotted it myself. Caught it and headshot on sight.”
> NogadaBro's Beryl M762 has killed KodakPodakTok
Scavenged a Beryl from Milcam corpses, shredded a rider.
“Insane—Beryl at 3x burst, aim rock steady. Pure shots? Almost Zeus-tier.”
Her handcam hands danced rhythmically nonstop. As the VOD rolled, Odin's eyes sharpened. At first, he'd pegged her as a shot-lucky gimmick girlcam. Scout, recruit if decent, drop if not.
But late-game exposed brain phys: ops smarts, pathing efficiency, 1v1 mind games. Not just shots. Plenty had shots—even randos could pull 1-Tier luck. But grasping game ops, playing smart? Rare. Lifelong grinders or…
…talent monster.
Someone who could ranker any game tossed at her.
“Damn, she's good. Aim's nuts, but check angle splits, throw utility. I don't praise lightly… I want her bad.”
“Psh, what crew? Just gaming with buds.”
Odin rubbed his chin, deep in thought. His latest Kill Bet team had an open 2-Tier female slot. Original member dipped for personal reasons, throwing balance. Scouting subs, but no fits. She was elite; couldn't half-ass it.
And now, perfect candidate: voice, character, overwhelming physicals. Pro-era gambler's instinct kicked in.
“Gonna recruit her, no question. Community says she's building some Lansan Yagada Team or whatever… I'll apply as a day-labor grunt.”
Chat buzzed with hype—and worries. Under-100-follower (hell, under-50) noobcam Lee Jua. Could she keep trash-talking with Odin crashing?
Next day, 6:50 PM. Set up a tad earlier than yesterday. Today's content: straight fire.
[Lansan Yagada Squad Interviews]
Of yesterday's 44 viewers, a couple wanna squad? Kinda tense. No takers? Randoms it is. Staring at the title, lost in thought—time slipping. Slammed start button.
Stream live: bottom-right viewer count exploded.
> 17
> 73
> 152
> 219
“...Huh?”
Hundreds flooded in seconds. Delusions? Rubbed eyes, blinked hard.
> 381
Insane. Ended at 44 yesterday. Now multiples on launch. Knew I was pinned on Battlelands gallery, rumors swirling—but same yesterday. This surge? Abnormal.
“Uh… hello?”
Chat explained it. Ex-pro, Battlelands apex predator Odin—thousands average viewers. Somehow post-end, he hyped my VOD. His horde swarmed my launch.
Panicked, clutched my cheap mic. Clunk—rattle—
“Nah, not about begging… Why'd Odin watch my stream?!”
Jinsu-era me practiced to his vids. Idol watched me. Shock doubled.
Fwoosh—!
'Odin' donated 100,000 won!
Hello Jua, heard you're recruiting for Lansan Yagada Team today. Day-labor grunt applying.
Center screen: massive donation alert boomed. Prism effects scale with amount; rookie me got no gold flash.
“...!”
Mouth agape. He showed. With a 100k punch.
> 651
Odin arrival: viewers smashed 600+. Chat went feral.
Brain freeze hit. But 8-year vet, Incheon's top alpha male mentality snapped back.
I'm an aspiring pro streamer. Can't lose aura here.
Odin or not, this my site. I'm boss; he's just grunt. Cleared throat loud, gravel voice extra thick.
“Ahem! O-, Odin bro. 100k donation—overwhelming thanks.”
Handcam: bowed hands frantically, max gratitude vibes.
But donation or idol—can't ditch squad interview promise for favoritism. Time to deploy my mob-prep question list.
“But bro, Lansan Yagada Squad's interview-only. No VIP passes—even for Odin. Full vetting.”
Pulled up prepped notepad screen.
[Lansan Yagada Squad Entry Interview]
1. Breathing technique for hauling sandbags.
2. Precautions when sorting formwork.
3. Coping when site hamba pork sucks.
4. Proper reaction to foreman cursing you out.
5. Finally, praise the boss.
“All set. Odin bro. Question 1.”
'Odin' donated 1,000 won!