The livestream went wild. Viewers flooded the chat, hearts and comments exploding across the screen as the counter shot past one hundred thousand. Gifts poured in nonstop— coins, stars, and stickers flashing in waves of color. Big D's jaw dropped, eyes wide as he stared at the screen.
"YOW! SID IS FREAKING RICH NOW— BRO, YOU SEEING THIS?!"
Up above, Sid turned slowly, the GoPro capturing the endless horizon. The city lights glittered far below, melting into the dark line of the sea. He stood in silence for a moment, the wind tearing through his hair, his eyes heavy with both exhaustion and a quiet peace. The first hints of sunrise stretched across the sky, golden and warm.
"You see that view? That's what I was chasing. Not the fame. Not the numbers. Just… that feeling. The one that hits you deep and says, You're alive. You made it. You survived. You get to see this, and life— life is good."
