ElectricLuna

[Warning: R-18 Content] 

"What do you mean I can't hit 1 million subs before the end of this winter? Are you serious?"

"If you're not donating, you're basically freeloading, guys."

"Imagine not being a subscriber… couldn't be me."

"Can we get some Fs in the chat for these noobs who can't keep up?"

Reborn in a land of swords and magic called Oceros, Dilhan, a former streamer from a strange world called Earth, decided to make a living by streaming since that was the only thing he knew how to do.

But this land, Oceros, was a world of a Souls-like action RPG game called "Blighted" that Dilhan had played before he died on Earth after exploding a nerve while stuck on the same boss for an entire day.

Despite all of this he decided to live a normal life as a streamer but what was this? Instead of building a channel and gaining fame, he began attracting crazy followers and insane women seeking his "bodily blessings." People started treating him like a god and treating him like some kind of a messiah, while others labelled him a heretic and attempted to kill him. Did he understand all of this when he decided to hit that "Start Streaming" button?

This is Dilhan's journey to become the first streamer in the land of Oceros, a world plagued by a being known as the Harbinger. Will he become the first streamer in this world, or will he become something more to its people?

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Author's Note:

—This story has R-18 elements to it, but no netorare (NTR), or Yuri(Lesbian).

—This story is a work of fiction and all the character names, locations, ages, and events depicted are purely the product of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to real-world events or locations, is entirely coincidental.

—18+ chapters will be marked.

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Streaming in Another World: I Built a Religion

<p>The atmosphere in the grand hall of Thimoria Academy was a shadow of its former self. In previous years, the opening ceremony had been a jubilant affair, filled with laughter, excitement, and the unbridled energy of students and teachers alike. But this time, the air was heavy with grief and unease. Many of those present bore the scars of the recent terrorist attack—some visible, others hidden beneath layers of stoic expressions. A few students had permanent injuries, reminders of the horrors they had endured.</p>

<p>Dilhan Ven Londor stood near the back of the hall, his sharp eyes scanning the somber crowd. Beside him was a short, red-haired elven girl whose bangs obscured her eyes. She seemed withdrawn, her lips pressed into a thin line. Despite standing so close, the two didn't exchange words. The moment simply didn't allow for casual conversation.</p>

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