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In the dark world of virtual horror, Choi Beomgyu, a well-known Twitch streamer, has his own battle to fight. But it's not a world of pixels and codes that haunt his nights - it's the real shadows t...
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"I′m still standing better than I ever did!"
My lilting voice drowned out even the shapely sound of Elton John's gentle yet imposing pitch. The words of the song echoed through my small apartment as I sang on with a big grin on my lips: "Looking like a true survivor, feeling like a little kid!"
The couch became my stage and I continued to dance as my movements were inspired by the lively melody.
The music seemed to break through the walls of my fears and I felt the power of the song pulsing through my veins. "And I'm still standing after all this time, picking up the pieces of my life without you on my mind!" The words had a deep meaning, an anthem of overcoming that I was now living in my own morning dance. I whirled around the room, my hands forming invisible lines in the air, and the lyrics of the song became my personal declaration, a manifesto of my inner strength. "I'm still standing, yeah, yeah, yeah!" I sang with an enthusiasm that seemed to penetrate not only the walls of my apartment, but also the shadows of my past.
The melody continued to accompany me, as if Elton himself was encouraging me to take on life's challenges with a smile. I felt the music awaken a positive energy in me.
And in this dance, I felt not only alive, but also invincible.
A feeling I usually only experienced in video games.
I landed on the carpet in front of the couch, barely able to ignore the slight twinge in my ankles. Nevertheless, I felt free and refreshed. The song reached its climax and I dropped onto the couch, panting with joy and energy. But this adrenaline rush wouldn't let me sit still, so I got up again, went to the kitchen and got myself a glass of water. My gaze casually wandered to the glowing gaming PC on the table in my streaming room - a place where I usually spent most of my time. But today was different. Dancing to Elton's classic had not only flooded my apartment, but also my soul.
With a satisfied smile, I leaned back against the counter and reached for a bottle of water. My heart was pounding with excitement, not only for the impulsive morning ritual, but also for the challenges ahead. As a Twitch streamer, every day was a new battle, and I was ready to take it on with a smile.
