I Have Returned, but I Cannot Lay down My Gun
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[General] Must-Read: I’ve Got Definitive Evidence to Shut Down All the Mindless Yujin Fans

<Harmony stream capture image>

<Notice related to illegal program use>

Haha, just kidding, idiots!

You can hear the hack parrots foaming at the mouth and fainting from here, right?

Icarus International themselves confirmed it wasn’t hacks, right? They’re even doing a clarification stream tonight at 8 PM with two members from the Icarus PR team, right?

You’ll sleep well tonight, won’t you? Burp~~~ LOL

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“I kind of figured this might happen, but now that it’s actually happening… Why does it feel so surreal?”

“Haha.”

A few minutes before the stream started.

With two Icarus PR team employees sitting on either side of me, we were practicing some of the gestures I had prepared in advance.

They would handle displaying the videos and images at the right times, but I needed to know when to jump in to avoid any awkward pauses in the audio.

As I was going through these motions, someone beside me spoke up, sounding somewhat incredulous.

For me, it wasn’t a big deal, but it seemed like it was quite a surprise for them. I remember when I first contacted them, they were confused about what I was talking about.

But after today, I don’t think there will be any more significant issues.

Just then, a message popped up in front of me.

-[Harmony: Good luck with the stream! ^^7]

I quickly sent a short reply, then glanced at the countdown timer hovering before me.

The time, which had been in minutes, had now switched to seconds. As the number that had started at 60 ticked down, the number of waiting viewers began to appear.

A whopping 12,000 people were waiting for me to start the stream.

But the two people beside me didn’t seem too fazed.

“When an esports event is held, it’s not uncommon for the number of concurrent viewers to reach millions, even tens of millions. Some of the streamers we manage have an average viewership in the tens of thousands.”

“That’s a lot of viewers.”

“Well, it’s the nature of the game.”

Around the 40-second mark, the casual chat continued.

“Speaking of esports, have you considered it, Yujin?”

“I’m not sure. I haven’t looked into it much, so I don’t even know what I’d do. Are there any events I could enter solo?”

“Well… In battle royale or survival games, you can compete solo. But you’ll need to hit a certain rank first, so if you want to participate, you’ll have to grind ranked games diligently.”

“I’ll try it if I have time.”

Before I knew it, there were 10 seconds left.

To be honest, I still don’t understand. Why am I playing this game? It feels like I’m just moving forward aimlessly with only a vague goal in mind.

But as I take one step after another, new possibilities keep appearing in response to the ripples my steps create.

If you don’t do anything, nothing happens, but if you do something… out of the countless possibilities, one path will open up.

I’m just doing what I can, as I always have.

And then…

-[Virtual Live is now on.]

It begins.

As the first few fateful seconds passed, the once-empty chat window exploded with so many messages that it became impossible to read them all.

The content was incredibly diverse. Some were asking if I was really Yujin, others expressed their excitement at being part of this historic first stream… There were also a lot of rather colorful comments. I’ll ask Harmony later how to handle that part.

After checking the camera’s focus, zoom, and position to make sure everything looked good, I lightly tested my voice.

“Ah, ah. Mic test… Ah, that’s not right. Mic check. One, two, three. Can you hear me clearly?”

…What was I thinking when I said “mic test”?

Beside me, Jincheol Lee, who was definitely ex-military, was making a face like someone tasting fish-head curry on a variety show… Surprisingly, Han Seol-ah, who I thought had nothing to do with the military, also had a peculiar expression.

Maybe they’re both Dark Zone players.

Anyway, it was my first stream. I needed to keep talking, but I hadn’t prepared any opening lines. I wondered if it was okay to just say whatever came to mind.

Given the response to my little verbal slip, it seemed like the chat atmosphere wouldn’t be too bad… It might be more natural if I just spoke without feeling too pressured.

I decided to go ahead.

“As I mentioned in the stream title, the reason I’m streaming today is to let you all know that I didn’t use hacks.”

I waved my fingers as I had practiced, opening a window.

It was the official statement from Icarus International that I had previously shared with Harmony. There was no need to explain the contents in detail; it was full of confirmation that I hadn’t used illegal programs.

“I did some research online, and it seems there isn’t a standardized way to address accusations like this… So I’ve gathered as much evidence and as many witnesses as possible. I hope it’s enough.”

These were pretty much the reactions I had anticipated.

And they were understandable reactions. It might seem excessive, but if you don’t go this far, there are things that simply won’t be resolved.

Since the chat was so positive, there was no need for additional explanations about the statement. It seemed best to keep things brief and wrap up the clarification quickly.

I subtly brought up the two people who were still on standby.

“I’ll upload the full statement on my newly created channel site after the stream. If anyone wants to read it, please check it out there later.”

“Next, I’d like to introduce two employees from the Icarus Korea branch as witnesses. They supervised my physical examination and testing and watched the entire process from start to finish.”

“Nice to meet you. You can call me Deputy Lee from the PR department.”

“Hello, I’m Employee Han from PR.”

At the same time, black text—nicknames—appeared above their heads, accompanied by the floating phoenix emblem, the mark of Icarus International.

It was a symbol given only to company employees. Dark Zone players and anyone who’s seen an esports event even once would recognize it.

The two took the lead in speaking.

A video of the physical exam and tactical action tests began playing.

“For privacy reasons, the user’s actual body has been edited over with an avatar.”

The screen filled with video footage.

Familiar facilities appeared. Having been there not once but twice, I found them oddly comforting. There I was, moving through the facilities.

…They said they overlaid an avatar, but… Did they? Aside from slightly polygonalizing the image, it looked like they just used the original footage.

Well, they didn’t lie. They did overlay an avatar, so it’s not entirely untrue.

There I was, doing strength exercises. Although the workout was a bit lighter than usual, it was still intense enough to shock most people.

Suddenly, the chat, which had grown to over 30,000 viewers, was filled with confusion and question marks. It was an oddly amusing sight.

As I completed each test, the overall percentage increased. The level of detail they captured seemed almost unnecessary, but after all the tests were done, the video ended.

“In conclusion, Icarus International found no evidence of illegal program usage, and we officially confirm that this user did not use hacks.”

“For more detailed results and content not covered in this video, you can visit the video tab on the Dark Zone homepage. Please check it out if you’re interested.”

“We’ll finish the clarification with a brief Q&A, so if you have any questions, please feel free to ask.”

With those words, the chat speed reached a point where it was almost impossible to keep up with.

The bot managing the chat imposed a speed limit, and only the most recommended questions popped up, bringing the chaos to a relative calm.

Most of the non-question messages were quite similar, and to summarize: “I knew it wasn’t hacks.”

Even the few who still claimed the clarification was insufficient or hadn’t understood the situation were voted out by the overwhelming number of viewers, making the stream completely clean.

I heard the sound of the microphone being adjusted.

The broadcast switched from general to close-range output, and the two employees beside me began to speak.

“I almost laughed when we said we overlaid an avatar. I mean, technically, it is overlaid, but…”

“It’s not entirely untrue, right?”

“Haha. Anyway, Yujin, you can answer the questions however you like. It’s okay to decide in advance which ones you won’t answer.”

I nodded slightly and began scanning the numerous questions lined up.

Most of them… were about personal matters. The questions weren’t too intrusive, mostly asking what I did before, that sort of thing.

Unfortunately, I couldn’t answer those.

My military career and past service records were completely erased when I crossed into this world, so mentioning any affiliation here would cause all sorts of trouble.

Specifically, I could be accused of impersonating a veteran or something similar, which would bring far worse repercussions than these hacking accusations.

Especially since I don’t even know what my past is here.

So…

“I’m sorry, but I can’t answer questions about my past work. I hope you understand.”

The questions related to that topic vanished like bubbles, dissolving into the air.

There weren’t many questions left, but when there are no questions, people tend to create new ones. Like reloading ammunition, fresh questions began flooding in from the bottom.

I started addressing them one by one, starting from the top.

<Q: You’re streaming, but are you going to play Dark Zone?>

“Hmm, I was planning to just do the clarification stream today, so I’m not sure what I’d even show you in Dark Zone. I might not play.”

That’s a bit harsh.

Games are just games. Is there really anything special just because I’m the one playing? There must be thousands of people streaming Dark Zone.

I’ll think about it a bit more.

Next question.

<Q: Why is your nickname Yujin? Where’s it from?>

“It’s my name. Lee Yujin. Looking at it now, it seems like I chose it without much thought.”

I never imagined so many people would be curious about who I am.

Just by revealing my name, there’s a flood of people speculating about my gender. I wondered if I should even address this.

My mischievous side quickly decided that I should just let them guess my gender.

That’s what I’ll do.

<Q: This is your first stream, but why is your reaction so underwhelming with 30,000 viewers?>

“…Yes. Thank you for being here. It hasn’t really sunk in yet. Also, I’m not sure if I’ll keep streaming, so that’s part of it.”

Don’t get flustered, just take it slow.

With every word I say, the chat reacts as if it’s a living, breathing organism. It’s more fascinating than entertaining.

I continued, one question at a time, like finishing overdue homework.

<Q: What do you usually do when you’re not streaming?>

“I exercise. I study. I live a pretty ordinary life.”

<Q: How strong are you to be able to play Hardcore mode? What’s your three-lift total?>

“I’m not sure. I haven’t really measured… But based on what you saw in the video earlier, I’d appreciate it if you could make an educated guess. It’s a bit of a sensitive topic.”

<Q: What exactly happened during the Harmony sniping incident?>

“I had placed a remotely detonated seeker mine in the sniper’s bag beforehand, and we distributed the detonators. But my detonator broke due to the Hunter’s EMP, so Harmony barely managed to activate hers.”

I had been suspicious for a while, so I was ready to deal with it at the slightest hint of trouble, but the Hunter’s EMP threw a wrench in the works.

If it hadn’t been for that, I would have immediately detonated the seeker mine, and the Hunter nearby would have cleanly dealt with that user.

It was just a reminder that things never go as planned.

Anyway, after handling the remaining questions, I suddenly felt like playing Dark Zone.

This would likely be good news for them.

After bidding farewell to the two PR employees who had quietly exited, I spoke softly.

“So, rather than ending here, I’ll play a game for a bit before wrapping up. Today’s game is Dark Zone, and I’ll be focusing on the main missions….”

After a brief moment of thought, I added what might become the stance of my future streams.

Fully reflecting my personal philosophy of not stopping people from coming or going,

“If you want to watch, I’d appreciate it.”

And thus began my first stream.

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