Million Fans Through Live Streaming: My Journey of Drawing Charms — Novel

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In a world where live streaming reigns supreme, Lydia Swift finds herself in an unimaginable predicament—she’s been thrust into the body of a girl who took a desperate plunge into the abyss. Now, she must navigate the chaotic undercurrents of fame and despair, grappling with the haunting question: what drives someone to risk everything for a million fans? As she begins to unravel the mystery of this girl’s tragic end, Lydia discovers a unique power within herself—the ability to craft mystical runes that may just alter the fabric of fate.

But the stakes rise as Lydia realizes that her newfound popularity comes with a price. Each live stream draws her deeper into a web of expectations and scrutiny, where every comment can shift from adoration to ridicule in an instant. With a motley crew of fans cheering her on and skeptics challenging her, she must find a balance between fulfilling her own desires and honoring the heart-wrenching wish of the girl whose life she now inhabits. Can Lydia transform the girl’s dream of a million fans into something meaningful, or will she be consumed by the very culture that once claimed a life? As the clock ticks towards midnight, the question lingers: how far will she go to conjure a miracle?

Million Fans Through Live Streaming: My Journey of Drawing CharmsChapter 1 Live Crafting of Runes

Tom Brown had once told me that every century, the heir of the Eldritch Runes would face a perilous ordeal fraught with danger.

I didn't buy it, so I challenged him to a bet.

Little did I know that I, who had been undefeated for ninety-nine years, would actually lose.

"Lydia Swift, I win. So, you should descend to the mortal world to inscribe runes," Tom joked.

His words still echoed in my mind.

In the blink of an eye, my fate had arrived.

Reluctantly, I sat alone amidst the clouds.

I cradled my chin in my palm, lost in thought, scheming on how to honor my bet discreetly.

Suddenly, a flash of dark red caught my eye atop the misty mountains.

I peered closer, finding a delicate girl draped in red.

For some inexplicable reason, she stood solitary at the brink of an endless abyss, singing and dancing without any discernible pattern or purpose.

With tears streaming down her cheeks, she pleaded, "Please, follow me."

My mind was swirling with doubts, and I was just about to step closer for a better look.

However, I witnessed her leap into the abyss.