Shocking defeat.
Things seemed quite good at the start.
Since we were far ahead at the basic tier, we not only led in lane phase but also successfully pulled off a bot dive with the Kamal Galion combination.
Above all, I even ventured into the enemy jungle, risking a big wave loss, and took down that infamous Outlaw once.
The very Outlaw that seemed invincible was finally brought down.
“This game is a definite win.”
Everyone was that certain.
Of course, we were up against Outlaw.
There could be no relaxation, and in reality, there was hardly any.
“Everyone, stay calm.”
But that was all it was.
Once the game hit the mid-phase, things started to go awry for some strange reason.
We seemed to have the advantage, yet the enemy was gobbling up all the dragons, and although we secured the Rift Herald, it wasn’t utilized effectively.
At that moment, the Jjuhsim team was somehow overtaken by madness.
We had to take down Outlaw.
We just had to get that Outlaw.
It was as if we were trying to get revenge for the massacre from the previous game, and we kept chasing only after Outlaw.
As we aggressively pursued Outlaw’s Kindred, we ended up wrecking our formation and suffered a disastrous team fight that we absolutely should have lost.
If we hadn’t taken down Outlaw at the start, and if we hadn’t realized we could, would things have turned out differently?
I don’t know.
The water has already been spilled.
[Defeat]
Amidst the clearly visible letters, Jjuhsim, in a daze, barely moved his lips.
“No, why couldn’t we utilize the Kamal Galion combo? Is it really that hard to chop them up one by one?”
“‘The enemy has Kindred. How are we supposed to burst her down in one go?’”
In fact, after reaching level 6, Jjuhsim’s team never managed to catch Kindred even once.
Every time we tried to bite, she would use her ultimate at the ghostly timing, buy time, summon allies, and then use her ultimate right before we could hit her with crowd control.
It was truly some ghost-like prediction.
“Can’t we just take out another champion instead of Kindred? What’s the problem with that?”
“Then you should call it out.”
“Isn’t that something Kamal should do? Kamal Galion is the launcher for Kamal.”
“Bro, the viewers are telling you to chill in the chat….”
“Is the chat really the problem?”
Jjuhsim raised his voice, forgetting that this was a broadcast.
At this point, even if he unfroze the chat, all he’d get was insults.
“Hey, Jjuhsim, what have you done right? Honestly, isn’t this a jungle difference? The enemy jungler is three levels ahead. Three levels.”
“Ah… No!”
“…I admit.”
Even the team members, who had built up quite a bit, couldn’t hold back and started speaking out.
Legends of League can really mess with one’s emotions.
Losing two games like this is bound to stir up anger.
Especially when the enemy team is lower tiered than yours, it’s even more infuriating.
“No, how can the jungler close the level gap when we’re losing? Get real.”
The voice that had been trying to calm down began to rise.
“Isn’t that the jungle difference?”
“Ahem.”
“Hey viewers, don’t spam here, go to Jjuhsim’s channel. I’m really struggling here.”
“Since we’re at it, isn’t this because you kept insisting on getting Outlaw? It doesn’t make sense for the jungler to ignore the dragon.”
“No, isn’t that putting all the blame on me? When I suggested something, everyone was down to do it together. If you didn’t agree, you should have hit the brakes.”
“That’s not what I’m saying. I just meant let’s not be political about it. We have another game coming up.”
“Right! If you keep this up, you’ll really end up in a three-game defeat.”
“And unfreeze the chat. Your viewers are going crazy in my channel.”
Even though Jjuhsim’s chat was still frozen, it was obvious where the viewers’ sentiments lay.
Jjuhsim, unable to shut his ears anymore, decided to unfreeze the chat.
“…I’ll unfreeze the chat.”
-[The chat has been unfrozen.]
-Na
-Lak
-Ah
-Uh
-Na
-Rok
“‘JjuhsimDantaltwe’ has gifted ‘10 balloons.’”
“‘Hey Invisible God, the jungle difference is real. Ugh.’”
-Agree
-Invisible God, haha
-Too cringe
-Jjuh, Jjuhsim!
“‘NarakDandang’ has gifted ‘10 balloons.’”
“‘Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak.’”
“‘Jjuhsim’s Slave’ has gifted ‘10 balloons.’”
“‘Info: This Invisible God accused Outlaw of abusing.’”
-Haha
-Remember to self-snitch, right?
-Na
-Jjgch, Jjgch, Jjgch, Jjgch, Jjgch, Jjgch, Jjgch, Jjgch, Jjgch, Jjgch, Jjgch!
-Ah
-Lak
-Uh
-Na
Every bit of the situation was so suffocating that not even the King of Trash Talking, Jjuhsim, could find the words to respond.
“…”
“‘Jjuhsim’s Slave’ has gifted ‘10 balloons.’”
“‘Hey, are you crying?’”
-Shed some tears, you idiot
-For real, just squeeze out some emotion, Invisible God
-Seriously, getting targeted and messed up… is this even human?
-If it were me, I’d jump off out of embarrassment, haha
“‘Gank6)Merchant’ has gifted ‘10 balloons.’”
“‘I knew you’d meet your maker someday, you shameless bastard.’”
-For real, haha
-Gank Gank Gank Gank’s spirit, haha
-If you’ve been targeting people like that, you better be prepared to be taken down yourself, haha
-Na
-Rak
-Jjgch, Jjgch, Jjgch, Jjgch, Jjgch, Jjgch, Jjgch, Jjgch, Jjgch, Jjgch!
-Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak Narak!
Jjuhsim found it painful to keep looking at the chat.
No matter how trained he was to handle various mental states from years of streaming, it was rare to experience a one-sided loss followed by insults like this.
“…Let’s move on to the next game.”
The team members were equally deflated.
After having gone through another argument among themselves, the usual period of reflection had kicked in, and discussions about bans and picks were hardly happening.
“Let’s get on with it.”
“…Go go.”
The mental state was already shattered.
There’s a reason so many experts emphasize the importance of the first game in a series.
After the shocking defeat in the first match, everything the Jjuhsim team had prepared started crumbling one by one, and the results were right before their eyes.
“…What are we doing?”
“Anything.”
Can they win doing anything?
That thought floated in the minds of Jjuhsim and the other team members.
-Just, I wish it would end quickly.
Though they hadn’t verbalized it, they thought that way.
[Defeat]
The third match was downright brutal.
The first two matches at least resembled games; they had some sort of picture, but in the last one, we were trampled mercilessly before even hitting the 20-minute mark, and the Nexus was destroyed.
In solo queue, there are indeed many games that end before 20 minutes, but that’s only because someone gave up.
In a proper team game, ending before the 20-minute mark says a lot.
“…”
There was no more conversation.
“Everyone, great job.”
“Thanks for your hard work.”
“It’s done now.”
Surprisingly, feeling relieved, the team members started to shake it off and left the voice channel one by one.
-Click
-Di-di-lick
Even the so-called feedback was unnecessary because the game was just that devastating.
That’s what the third match was.
-Wow… we literally threw the game.
-Na
-What the hell, Invisible God, was this why you wanted to go 5v5?
-Lak
-Ah
-Uh
-Na
-Rok
“‘Gank6)Merchant’ has gifted ‘10 balloons.’”
“‘Is there a diamond jungler with challenger teammates getting stomped?’”
“No, the diamond was bot lane, and the enemy jungler was a match challenger…”
-Oh why
-Probably, you know.
-Who cares, Invisible God? Is this a bragging point?
-Seriously, that’s so embarrassing.
-Just die already.
-It’s unreal thinking that this jerk is slandering Outlaw, haha.
“‘JjuhsimInvisibleGod’ has gifted ‘10 balloons.’”
“‘When you’re politically maneuvering among your teammates, it feels utterly gross. Jjuhsim, why are you doing this?’”
-Haha
-Muk-Jik
-Bdr-bdr-bdr-bdr-bdr
-Na
-Rak
-Let’s find a way to die instead of getting out.
-For real, haha
“‘JjuhsimInvisibleGod’ has gifted ‘10 balloons.’”
“‘Breaking news: Outlaw is making a major announcement.’”
-?
-Let’s see.
-What’s up?
-Get ready, idiot.
-Na
-Rak
As the viewers’ bombardment continued, Jjuhsim instinctively turned on Outlaw’s stream.
The screen was pitch black with nothing showing from Outlaw’s stream.
But through the chat, he could somewhat gauge the atmosphere.
-Here it comes
-Big stuff incoming
-Outlaw! Outlaw! Outlaw! Outlaw! Outlaw! Outlaw! Outlaw! Outlaw! Outlaw! Outlaw! Outlaw!
-Holding my breath until it comes. Hmph.
-Sis, I’m dying waiting! Sis, I’m dying waiting! Sis, I’m dying waiting! Sis, I’m dying waiting! Sis, I’m dying waiting! Sis, I’m dying waiting!
Then, from the black screen, a voice emerged.
“Ah, many of you are curious about my YSG departure story. Unfortunately, given the situation, I can’t discuss it in detail myself… I’ve been pretty frustrated too.”
What is this?
What is he trying to do?
Jjuhsim felt a sense of impending dread.
And that dread soon became reality, creeping ever closer.
“However, I can’t just keep this bottled up forever…”
With that, light began pouring into Outlaw’s previously dark screen.
Intentional theatrics.
The broadcast dramatics he had experienced to the point of being fed up.
“So I invited…”
With the light, Outlaw’s figure emerged.
As dazzling as ever, but the problem was the stranger right next to him.
“YSG Coach, Coach Park Tae-Hyung.”
-Wow
-Crazy, haha
-Extreme
-What the… haha
-Lak
-Timing is insane!
-Extreme
-Lak
Jjuhsim instinctively felt it.
We’re screwed.