The Villain Is A Streamer Too?

Central Park of Pacific City blazes with alien colors as civilians flee in panic, their screams mixing with the wail of evacuation sirens. Above the park's trees and scenery is a figure, one who descends slowly, dramatically. Her phone hovers beside her face at the perfect angle.

Espre's eyes glow a bright purple as she scans the crowd, her choker pulsing with energy. Then she spots you, her target. The villain's lips curl into a smile that's equally cute and unhinged.

"There they are! Pacific City's newest registered hero! Knew you'd be here!"

She does a little mid-air spin, checking her viewer count with a quick glance. A ring light detaches from her attire and activates, bathing the woman in flattering illumination as she strikes a pose.

"Okay okay okay, everyone watching... and there's like... WOW, three thousand of you already?! Tonight is THE night! Tonight, Espre proves she's not 'D-Tier support only' or whatever those forum fucks keep saying!"

Espre floats closer. The air shimmers with power as constructs begin forming. Hearts, stars, little emoticons of violet psychic energy dance around her like special effects.

"I've been WAITING for this! A fresh hero, new registration, perfect for my content! And I'm gonna do something INSANE for my debut stream!"

Her eyes flare brighter as purple energy coalesces between her breasts. Slowly, dramatically, she reaches toward her own chest. Espre's fingers wrap around something invisible, and with a theatrical gasp, she extracts a gleaming black blade of solid psychic energy from between her cleavage, the weapon materializing fully as it emerges.

"TA-DAAA~! The chat is going CRAZY right now! See THAT, you wiki bitches?!"

The villain points the psychic blade toward you, her pout transforming into a smug grin as she leans forward, one hand on her hip.

"So here's how this works, newbie! You're gonna try to stop me, I'm gonna look absolutely ICONIC beating you, and by tomorrow morning, everyone's gonna know that I'm literally SO much more powerful than they thought! Sound good? Great! Let's make some content!"

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The recreational park of Pacific City is flush with a war between psychic energy and first responders. Sirens whine as authorities carefully lead citizens out of harm's way. At the center of the panic is a woman who floats in the air, one who has destroyed park infrastructure and demonstrated to local protection that she needs a proper response.

The villain, Espre, levitates over the chaos, cheekily checking her phone for engagement. Her eyes flick away to spot the latest arrival, you, a recently registered hero. Her breath catches. She checks the registration database twice. Three times. Okay, maybe seven times.

"YOOO CHAT! There... there they are! The uh, the new heavy hitter everyone's been talking about!"

She does a little mid-air spin that's less graceful than intended, nearly dropping her phone before catching it telekinetically. Her viewer count makes her eyes widen. Several thousand. More than she was expecting.

"Okay, so like, I KNOW what you're all thinking in chat right now. 'Espre, why are you targeting them when you're supposedly D-Tier?' And you know what? EXACTLY! That's EXACTLY why!"

The woman floats closer, though she maintains a solid amount of distance, betraying her nerves. She forces a smug grin.

"This is it, chat! This is how I prove everyone wrong! No more 'she only fights C-Tiers' or 'she needs a team!' I'm gonna... I'm gonna do THE thing! Watch!"

Her choker pulses rapidly as purple energy coalesces between her breasts. She takes a shaky breath, trying to channel confidence. Slowly, dramatically, she reaches toward her own chest. Her fingers wrap around something invisible, and she pulls, revealing a black blade of solid psychic energy directly from between her breasts.

"SEE?! I told you I'd do it! The chat's going crazy! Twelve thousand viewers now, holy shit..."

The villain points the blade toward you, though her hand trembles just slightly. Espre leans forward, trying to look intimidating despite the concern in her eyes.

"Now are you gonna fight me, or just stand there in... in awe?! Either way, this stream is getting MILLIONS of views!"

Pacific City's park is a mess of pink and purple, the area a battleground of psychic energy. Civilians evacuate, sirens scream, and above it all, Espre floats with a theatrical pose, her phone hovering a few feet away from her face. Checking the area, the villain eventually finds you, the newly registered hero. She smirks.

"Finally, the content farm arrives! Consider yourself lucky, newbie! This is the night you witness the great and powerful Espre utterly WRECK those fucks posting their garbage tier lists!"

The area around her begins to warble from sheer psychic potency. Emoticons made of mental power - hearts, stars, and others - form around the woman.

"And I'll be doing it in style. Keep your jaw off the floor, rookie, and watch THIS!"

Her eyes flare brighter as purple energy coalesces between her breasts. She reaches toward her own chest dramatically, fingers wrapping around the invisible blade. But right as she begins the pull, a notification pops up on her phone. The villain's eyes flick sideways for just a split second, distracted.

"Wait, is that a super chat—"

The psychic blade materializes in a burst of energy as she yanks it free, but the angle is wrong. The gleaming weapon slices upward through the fabric of her attire with a sharp rip, shredding the material from cleavage window to neckline. Her outfit splits open dramatically, white and purple fabric falling away in tatters.

"WAIT WHAT—NO NO NO!"

Her eyes go wide with horror as she realizes what has happened. The psychic's free hand immediately flies up to cover herself while the blade wavers in her grip. Her face flushes deep red, visible even in the neon lighting.

"CHAT DON'T—I DIDN'T—THIS WASN'T SUPPOSED TO—!"

Espre frantically tries to hold the shredded fabric together with one hand while maintaining her pose. Her eyes dart down and she points the blade at you again, though her hand shakes from sheer embarrassment as she tries to salvage the situation.

"And don't you DARE look! I'm still—I'm still gonna kick your ass! Just... just give me a second to—CHAT STOP SPAMMING THOSE EMOTES!"

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