Chapter 120

“Wow… what a relief. So relieved!”

A man who saw Pinkubelly’s post on Arang’s fan cafe let out a sigh of relief after reading the news about Arang.

The man, who had been a fan of Arang ever since her one-on-one Field Boss video, had been deeply worried about her.

Recently, with the global backlash and knowing how tough Arang’s real life had been, everyone, including the man and Arang’s fans, had been concerned about her, especially after seeing her exhausted face yesterday.

The sudden emergency log-out had everyone imagining the worst.

At first, everyone thought Arang was just a cute middle school girl, but after her shocking appearance at the Event Tournament, they sympathized with her and cheered her on.

When Arang appeared on the broadcast, her condition went beyond pitiful—it was downright worrying.

From the cafe to the gallery, everything was filled with discussions about Arang’s health.

As everyone prayed for Arang’s health, Pinkubelly’s post came up.

Not everyone felt relief after reading it.

Pinkubelly’s post contained a lot of information.

First, that Arang had a dedicated doctor, which meant her health wasn’t great.

Second, that Arang’s condition was so bad she couldn’t play the game for a long time and needed rest.

Pinkubelly mentioned it was just due to menstruation, but doubts were growing—was it really just that?

Then, disaster struck.

No, something huge exploded.

“What… what is this…?”

The man doubted his eyes at the post on the fan cafe.

It was a post from Arang.

The problem wasn’t that Arang posted—it was the title.

[Final]

It meant the end, the last.

With trembling hands, the man clicked on Arang’s post.

What he read made his entire body shake.

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I want to do my final broadcast.

I want to say goodbye, so please join me if you can.

==

Everyone knew Arang was sick.

No one knew, but she had to have her limbs amputated due to illness, and at such a young age, she endured unimaginable pain. Her PTSD made her mentally unstable.

But in Leore, Arang was bright and lively. This post seemed to prove that she didn’t have much time left.

==

[Leore Gallery]

[What is this?]

(Photo)

This is the post on Arang’s fan cafe.

Is this real? Arang’s broadcast just started.

[Comments]

?????? Wait, what is this?

Hey, stop messing around. Spreading rumors about Arang here will get you in trouble.

ㄴWait, this is real? Go check the fan cafe, damn it.

ㄴIs this for real? No way.

ㄴIt’s real, damn it. Go check it out.

Please, tell me this is a lie! This can’t be!

Arang is only 15… this is too much.

==

Arang’s post spread instantly across galleries and Reddit.

Her appearance yesterday wasn’t that of a healthy girl, and after the emergency log-out, her sudden announcement of a final broadcast shocked everyone.

Everyone rushed to watch her broadcast from yesterday, and the first thing they saw was Arang, half-asleep, looking at the camera from a large bed.

Nodding off…

People thought she looked like a beautiful angel.

But it seemed like once she closed her eyes, she might never open them again.

Arang looked extremely tired in yesterday’s broadcast.

The bright and lively Arang had turned into a depressed version of herself.

But today was even worse.

It wasn’t just depression.

She looked exhausted.

As if she didn’t have the strength to open her eyes again.

Arang, having just eaten breakfast, was enjoying the drowsiness creeping in.

The soft bed, fluffy blanket, full stomach, and the perfect time for a nap made her think about postponing the broadcast.

‘But I need to say goodbye. I don’t want to worry about the broadcast while playing the game.’

[Everyone… hello…]

A voice with no strength.

A voice that could be blown away by the slightest breeze.

[I won’t… talk much…]

[You must have been surprised… when I suddenly disappeared yesterday…]

[I have a lot to say… but there’s no time…]

[This is my last… broadcast…]

[Please enjoy the upcoming season… and thank you all… for loving me…]

Slump.

Arang, surrendering to sleep.

The broadcast automatically ended as Arang fell asleep.

Just a few minutes.

Those who watched the broadcast were left speechless.

==

Arang’s doctor, Kim Hyesun, was reviewing Arang’s regular check-up results.

The disease that had tried to take everything from Arang could reappear at any time, so she analyzed every detail of the results.

They still didn’t know what the disease was or why it had disappeared, but it was true that Arang was healthier than ever.

The problem was that her late-onset menstruation caused severe pain and heavy bleeding.

“But that just proves Arang is healthy.”

Confirming Arang’s physical health from the results, Kim Hyesun was about to check on Arang when she ran into Ian-na, Arang’s older sister.

“Are the results out?”

“Yes. Don’t worry, everything’s fine. She’s very healthy.”

“Really? Whew… I get nervous every time…”

Even though it was the same news every time, Anna’s heart raced whenever she heard the results.

The memories of when Arang first got the mysterious illness and when they had to amputate her limbs still haunted her.

They entered Arang’s room and smiled at the sight of Arang sleeping peacefully like an angel.

==

The Munchkin Cat guild members, who lived near Seoul Asan Hospital where Arang was staying, dropped everything and rushed to the hospital after seeing Arang’s broadcast.

Arang and Ian-na weren’t answering calls.

In fact, only Arang could be contacted.

The reason was simple.

Arang’s room, except for the MDB, couldn’t have any electronic devices that might interfere with medical equipment.

So, the only way to get news about Arang was directly from her.

That’s why those who knew where Arang was headed straight to Seoul Asan Hospital.

By fate’s twist, Pinku, Sunchoo, Baedeokgae, Palgili, and Kang Hangeul arrived at the hospital, panting.

They had no time to be shocked by the situation.

They quickly entered the building.

Having been here before, they were registered to enter anytime.

After a quick disinfection, they headed to the elevator.

The elevator felt unbearably slow.

Ding!

As soon as the elevator arrived, they rushed in.

Kang Hangeul pressed the button for Arang’s floor so hard it might break, then frantically pressed the close button.

“Damn it, close faster…!”

In any other situation, someone would have stopped him, but everyone felt the same.

Ding!

As the elevator opened, they ran to the door connected to Arang’s room.

Through the large glass, they saw…

Hyesun was removing the access device from Arang, and Anna was covering her with a blanket to keep her warm.