The livestream didn't just "go viral."
It exploded across the internet like someone punched a hole through reality and tossed a monster in for fun.
The creature—the not-deer, the forest nightmare, the thing with the crooked grin—stood behind the man holding the camera like a freaking shadow from hell.
No breath.No warning.Just those sharp, reflective eyes and that impossible smile staring straight into the lens.
Everyone watching?Yeah, they lost their damn minds.
Some screamed.Some said "CGI" because humans cope by being stupid.But most felt their stomach hit the floor.Because this wasn't a normal animal.It wasn't scared.It wasn't confused.It wasn't avoiding humans like literally every other species on Earth does.It was approaching.Hunting.Smiling.
Humans suddenly realized something they hated:
They weren't the only predators anymore.
Arguments blew up across every platform:
It's a mutation."
"It's a demon."
"It's a skinwalker."
"It's an alien."
"Bro I'm never going camping again."
But one question punched harder than the others:
"Why does it look like it ENJOYS fear?"
Animals don't walk up to humans unless they want death.
Humans have been the top monster of the planet for centuries—elephants, wolves, whales, everything stayed the hell away.But THIS thing?THIS one?
It stepped into humanity's spotlight like the world was its stage.And it liked it.
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Meanwhile… Blond Idiot Wakes Up
In the hospital, the blond angel-turned-mutated-screw-up lay in a bed like some discounted mummy.Broken ribs.Bruises everywhere.A wrist that looked like spaghetti inside.Doctors called him "lucky."
Yeah. Lucky the monster got bored.
For days, he drifted in and out, replaying the creature's face in his head—the twisted teeth, the unnatural posture, the eyes that didn't belong to any deer or angel or ANYTHING he knew.
Then the nurse left the TV on.And there it was.The livestream.On loop.
The blond idiot's breath caught when he saw the moment the camera flipped and captured the monster behind the man—the crooked smile,
the hellish stare,the way it lunged at the screen like reality wasn't even a limit.
He whispered:"…Impossible…"
Why was THAT thing hunting humans?
Why ignore the whole forest full of prey?
Why walk up to people like it understood fear… and enjoyed it… like a game?
And why—why hadn't it killed HIM back then?That part stabbed him harder than anything.The creature should've killed him.
He SHOULD be dead.Yet he wasn't.Which meant something was wrong.
With the creature.With him.With fate.With all of this.
He pressed a hand to his forehead and muttered:"…What the hell is inside that creature's mind?"
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Humans Respond — With Guns (Because They're Cowards):>
The moment fear hits humans, they do what they always do:
They gather every weapon they own and pretend they're brave.
A "rescue operation" was launched.
[Bullshit.]
It was a hunting squad.
They sent:
-heavily armed soldiers
-tranquilizer teams
-scientists with gadgets
-drones
-armored vehicles
and about twenty idiots holding flashlights like those would help
They marched into the forest like they owned the place.But the forest wasn't normal anymore.It was silent.Unnatural.Like everything living inside was hiding from something bigger.Something worse.
The monster.
The deeper the soldiers went, the more they felt watched.The more they felt the pressure.The more their instincts screamed that something was out there.
One scientist found a print in the dirt.
"It's fresh," he said. "Bipedal… but the weight distribution is off. Too heavy in the chest and shoulders. And the stride is—"
"Shut it," the captain ordered.[FINALLY SOMEONE SPOKE]
They spread out.Big mistake.
The creature moved like a shadow inside shadows—
silent, tall, wrong.Quick.Patient.Smiling like fear tasted good.
The Livestreamer's Death EchoesThe forest still remembered the man it killed.
His blood had soaked the ground.The trees still leaned like they didn't want to touch the spot.Animals avoided it completely.
The man's broken device lay half-buried in the dirt, the last frozen frame on its screen:The monster's grin.His terror.And red smearing the lens.The creature didn't forget it either.The chase.The fall.The screams cracking through the trees.The delicious terror.Everything about that kill burned itself into the forest like a warning.
And now the humans marching in?
Yeah. They weren't ready.
Back to the Present — Chaos Begins
A soldier's radio crackled.
"Movement. Northwest."Everyone froze.
Flashlights jerked around.Guns clicked.Nerves shattered.
Then—a body fell from the treetops.One of their own.
Neck torn open so clean it was like the creature carved him with a perfect blade.
Screams erupted.Guns fired into the dark.Branches snapped.
Shadows flickered.And somewhere deep in the trees, the monster let out a distorted sound—half laugh,half growl,fully unnatural.
The captain yelled,"DEFENSIVE PERIMETER! NOW!"
Too late.[:D]
The forest was the creature's territory.Its hunting ground.Its game board.
They entered its world.
And the monster had been bored long enough.;)