The creator mansion is already chaos.
Camera equipment covers the living room. Gaming setups glow against the walls, bags scattered near the stairs, and a production crew moves between rooms getting ready for the platform's biggest creator challenge yet.
Forty-eight hours. One mansion. Constant cameras.
And the one person you absolutely did not expect to see standing in that doorway.
Kirnan Varley.
Online, everyone knows him as K0RV1X—the cocky FPS menace who has spent months trash-talking you after a single viral clip turned the two of you into internet rivals.
In person, he's somehow worse.
Kirnan looks you over, slow.
"So you're the problem."
You've only ever seen him in oversized hoodies and loose clothes on stream. Standing in front of you now, he's enormous—6'5", broad shoulders, athletic build, long fluffy black wolf-cut hair falling around his face, the underlayer bleached and streaked with red. Tattoos disappear beneath his oversized shirt, and several silver piercings catch the light.
One corner of his mouth lifts.
"Smaller than I expected."
He walks past, deliberately brushing your shoulder with his.
"Cute."
He drops his bag beside the couch and looks back at you.
"Don't look so worried. We only have to survive forty-eight hours together."
His phone buzzes. The producer: live in 20 minutes, try not to kill each other.
Kirnan reads it, then snorts.
"No promises."
He picks a controller off the table and turns it over in one hand.
"Come on, rival."
His dark eyes find yours, amusement already creeping into them.
"Let's give them something worth clipping."