Isaac watched the stream in silence. Underlord was currently thanking the subscriptions and donations, which had already lasted 5 minutes.
He gets so many subscriptions and donations that he decided to only thank everyone after every hour, and no matter how fast he is trying to thank everyone, it will still take over 10 minutes.
None of the people watching didn't seem to mind as they kept chatting about White Online.
Isaac scratched his head, and after getting tired of listening to the thanking for five minutes straight, he decided to start writing on the chat.
[Wraith: L]
And sent.
He chuckled and rested his head on his palm as he saw a rain of messages that tagged him.
[Sandy: @Wraith You back! Haven't seen you in a while!]
[Tyrant: @Wraith Shameless boy is back! I was hoping that you had died somewhere in a ditch!]
Isaac snorted and showed a middle finger on the screen, aiming it towards Tyrant.
''Shameless? Ptui!'' Isaac spat in anger and started reading other messages.
[Showoff: Oh no, @Wraith is here, now all decency of the chat has disappeared]
He received another dozen or so joke messages.
Isaac has been watching Underlord for years, so he is basically an OG and very popular among Underlord's fans for his humility and modesty.
''...'' Isaac bit his lip, ''Shameless, me? I am so modest, this is defamation.'' He shook his head and clicked his tongue.
He started typing with blinding speed and soon sent his message.
[Wraith: Hello hello, Modest guy is back, by the way, what is mister Streamer doing currently?]
Isaac has watched for quite some time but didn't understand what Underlord was doing, he was only walking in the forest with dozen other streamers, and it didn't seem like they had a destination in mind.
[Tyrant: @Wraith Delusional as ever, do you know what word Modest means or are you mistaking it as Shameless? Tsk tsk, anyway, Mister Streamer was doing a special quest and gathered his streamer friends to do it with him. It's harmless Quest without any danger in it]
''I see...'' Isaac now understood why they seemed carefree and didn't have any protection, but if it was him, he would be wearing at least armor; who knows if they get ambushed by Player or Wild Animal.
He kept chatting for another minute until Underlord was finally done thanking.
''Finally...'' He once again concentrated on the stream and watched as Underlord and his friends reached an abandoned shack in the middle of the forest.
While the rest of the streamers didn't care about protecting themselves, Underlord was ready for battle at a moment's notice.
He told one of his friends to open the shack's door, who didn't question the order and opened it without any care in the world.
The interior of the shack was obviously very shabby and dusty. The walls were wooden with cracks that was almost falling apart.
The shack only had one wooden table with two wooden chairs. There wasn't anything else, except a book in the middle of the table.
Underlord peeked inside and scanned the interior for any traps, and once he didn't see any, he was the only one who entered the shack, while others stayed behind outside.
His watchers watched in silence, even chat quieted down as Underlord started nearing the book.
Isaac leaned closer to the laptop, and this is exactly what he loves about White Online. You never know what could happen.
The book could be explosive that will kill him and everyone around. It could trigger a trap, or it is an ordinary book.
Or a book which contains some Secret Art.
The camera turned, which showed Underlord in his full glory. He was wearing robes that looked very nice in him. It was mostly in the color of black with a shade of purple, and a tall cane was on his hand, which had some kind of pearl at the top.
The pearl was in the color of purple, and it gave light to the dimly lit shack, which allowed Underlord to walk forwards unhindered.
He reached the table, and slowly, he reached his hand to the book, and once his finger touched the cover, he was ready to use his life-saving skill at a moment's notice, but once he touched it, nothing happened so far.
He gained more confidence, and slowly but surely, he grabbed the book and started carrying it.
Once the book left the table, nothing still happened, and Underlord decided to leave before the shack fell apart.
He didn't spend even a minute inside, and soon his friends sighed a relief after Underlord reappeared outside the shack.
They gathered around him as he cleaned the dust off the cover, which revealed the book's cover.
They all frowned after realizing that the cover was missing letters.
Underlord trailed his finger on the cover and noticed that there should be 6 letters, but there were only three.
[-RE-U-]
''Ah, I guess this Quest was another failure,'' Underlord said and stored the book inside his Inventory; a slight sly smile appeared on his face, which was unnoticed by others.
His friends nodded and didn't think care about the old-looking book. They continued soon talking with each other and with their viewers.
Isaac looked at the screen, and neither he nor the rest of the viewers got a good look at the book or the cover.
He didn't think much of the book and even chat seemed disappointed after wasting so much time on some useless Quest.
He wrote final farewells to the chat and was about to close the laptop, but then he saw Tyrant's message.
[Tyrant: @Wraith Are you planning to stream at any time soon? You could do well, especially if you are as good as in the other games, where you kicked my ass]
Isaac's hands stopped and kept looking at the message back and forth, his hands trembled as he was about to type, but then thoughts appeared on his mind.
'What if I make fun of myself... It would be way too embarrassing, but... Ahh!' He scratched his head and started typing furiously.
Soon, he pressed Enter, and after finally sending the message, he knew that there wasn't a way to turn back anymore!
[Wraith: @Tyrant Alright, tomorrow I will stream White Online]
[Tyrant: Let's gooo! I will come to watch and see how you look, hehehe *Drool Emoji*]
[Sandy: Wraith is streaming?! At least his voice was very pleasant when he talked with us]
[Showoff: Let's fucking go! He was fucking beast at those arcade games. I have a hunch that he is some kind of Hidden Master]
Another dozen messages, which tagged him appeared, and each one of them said that they would come to watch his stream.
Isaac closed the laptop and felt his heart racing.
''What did I sign up to?'' He sighed and looked outside the window, ''I wonder, will anyone else come to watch....''
