Dimensional Streamer: Infinite Views in Another World-Chapter 26: Losers
The system listened to Noa’s wishes.
His vision shifted, replaced by eerie darkness as familiar system interfaces hovered around him.
’It still feels like I am in a digital world,’ he noted in absolute silence.
Standing on the bridge of two dimensions, Noa knew from previous experiences that he had to start the stream to cross the path between them.
Like before, his chat sat empty.
The viewer count was still frozen at zero.
"Alright, let’s go live," he announced.
Then his hazy environment shifted again, blotting out the darkness, only for him to reappear in a familiar yet strange world.
"I am back," Noa murmured and glanced around the room.
He was standing in the wooden house filled with relics. Though Galio was nowhere to be found, Noa felt calm in this dreadful place.
Slowly, the previously empty chat became livelier.
Viewer_1: I am first... Like always.
F00l: I was so happy when I saw the notification.
gothlover: He is back, finally. I was getting bored waiting for gacha.
Noa smirked, basking in this mundane and rewarding experience. He had already gotten used to the messages flooding his view, and honestly, he loved chatting with his viewers.
"Good evening, losers!" he said in his usual manner. "And don’t worry, my promise is still valid."
Viewer_5: Look at this guy calling us losers.
Viewer_77: Let’s be honest, he isn’t wrong.
Redpeper69: Boooo!
Minute by minute, more viewers came back, surprising Noa with how much they had anticipated his next stream.
He felt a huge responsibility pressing on his shoulders.
But it wasn’t like he was pressured because of it. On the contrary, Noa enjoyed their excitement, and he, too, shared it to some extent.
With that out of the way, he kept walking in circles. "Let’s wait for the others, shall we?"
He wanted to gather as many returning viewers as possible so they wouldn’t miss the highly awaited gacha pull.
However, the chat was filled with assholes... as expected.
WildGuy3: Don’t worry about them. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶
Need2Pee: It’s their fault for being late. Let’s start, and they can watch the clips later.
Noa wasn’t so easily convinced.
As a live stream watcher himself with three different jobs, he knew exactly how much it sucked when he missed the event he wanted to be part of.
So, stalling for one or two extra minutes was nothing for him... even if the rest of the chat didn’t agree with him.
"I have a new feature unlocked," he said suddenly, silencing the viewers for a second. "Now I can create custom polls, and you guys can vote for something. It’s cool, right?"
Viewer_64: Strange how you didn’t have this feature before.
Viewer_41: Every other streamer I know has had this function since forever.
Noa wasn’t affected by their lack of enthusiasm.
All he wanted to do was stall for some time, and a poll was the only excuse he could come up with.
"Let’s test it out," Noa said with a grin. He already knew their answer, yet he still asked anyway. "Who is the biggest loser here? Option one is you fellas. Option two—me."
The interface blinked into existence, repeating the same question.
xx_miki_xx: I voted for you. The easiest choice of my life.
TomatoSlayer: Bro, why would you even give us this power?
Viewer_27: We all know the answer is you.
gothlover: I might be in the minority, but I think you guys are way bigger losers than he will ever be.
As expected, the results shifted towards his name. "Unbelievable!" Noa exclaimed, playing his part. "I gave you power, and this is how you guys repay me?"
Spidey: W for the democracy.
Viewer_36: Nah! W for the cyberbullying.
Amused at their chaos, Noa shot back with a chuckle. "Wait until I get a mute function. You guys will see who holds the actual authority here."
Then the poll timer ticked down.
It froze at double zero, and with a soft ping, the results were out.
[Poll ended: 86% voted you as the biggest loser.]
Seeing this, Noa snorted, his eyes widened in fake disbelief. "This is an election. Fine, I will wear the crown."
He then mimicked placing something invisible on his head. "Repeat after me! All hail the King of Losers," he announced, like he was crowning himself.
The chat, on the other hand, exploded in mocking celebration.
His attitude towards the chat and himself was refreshing and entertaining at the same time. Add the interesting game with never-before-seen graphics and realism on top, and the viewers’ attention was grabbed.
"You guys are my subjects from today onwards, and you should act like one."
Need2Pee: All hail the King of Losers
gothlover: All hail the King of Losers
Viewer_16: How come he makes me feel even smaller, even though he lost against us?
Amidst the continuous jokes thrown in Noa’s direction, he quickly glanced in the distance.
[Current viewers: 69]
Without wasting a second, he smirked all-knowingly, already having a feeling of what would happen next. "And the wait is over. We are starting the gacha."
Viewer_5: Nice!
gothlover: 69 VIEWERS and GAMBLING, LET’S GOOO.
Meanwhile, the air before Noa glowed in colors he could recognize.
In the top corner of his vision, a strange capsule appeared, spinning wildly as the system waited for his confirmation.
[You are about to spend 100 SP. Proceed?]
Just like before, Noa didn’t linger and agreed immediately.
Strange symbols on the capsule returned, shifting its glow repeatedly. Drum rolls echoed not only for him but also for the viewers, creating a cinematic experience.
F00l: Holy shit! The quality is insane.
No other gacha game could pull it off.
The viewers felt fully immersed as if they, too, were part of the world.
Finally, the capsule stopped spinning, and Noa extended his hand to touch it.
Viewer_41: It’s rigged. I can tell.
"Silence, peasants," Noa said without a pause. "Watch your king pull something great."
Last time, the capsule’s final color was silver, hinting at its rank. The capsule cracked with a soft thud this time and emitted a golden light.
"Do you guys see that? Golden shine, baby!"
