I call myself an Internet Angel, so obviously I want to make as many otaku smile as I can.
But come on—there’s always trash on the internet.
There’s trash in real life too, so of course the internet is overflowing with them.
Am I supposed to save those people too? Even the ones who are downright hostile and cruel?
Why?
What pisses me off the most is the jealousy disguised as criticism—
like “She’s just streaming and raking in cash from her brainwashed fans.”
Just streaming?
If it’s really that easy, then go do it yourself.
But they don’t, and they can’t—because deep down, they know it takes work.
And they choose to ignore that we streamers struggle and hurt too, same as them.
Because if they admitted we’re the same kind of human,
they’d have to face the pain of realizing they’re the only ones not getting anywhere.
And anyway, I’ve never forced anyone to donate.
I get superchats from fans who genuinely want to support me.
And if throwing money at someone you love makes you feel good, then what’s the problem?
That feeling? It’s rare.
How often do you get to experience that in real life?
It’s like a temple offering. A spiritual pleasure.
A high from knowing you’re helping someone you love.
And hey, the person you love actually gets the money. Win-win.
And I bust my ass to make sure those fans feel satisfied.
Sometimes I act like a clown if that’s what it takes.
But if you shit on all of that, what the hell do we have left in this world?
Just a boring-ass society full of lifeless drones turning the wheels of capitalism.
That’s what you want?
I’m out here getting shit on by anonymous, miserable nerds I’ve never even met—
and that’s part of the work too.
And you know what?
When fans say they had fun or felt better, I do think “I’m glad.”
Of course I do. Part of me genuinely wants to make people happy.
You seriously think I’m doing this just for the money?
If that’s all you see, it says more about you.
You're the one obsessed with money.
Not everyone’s motivations are that shallow.
God, people are such a pain…
But I get it.
You’re lonely, aren’t you? No wonder the only way you can get attention is by attacking someone popular.
You ran away from real life because it sucked, and now there are people who get love even in the world you escaped to.
That hurts, huh?
I know how that feels. I’ve been there too.I used to curl up under the blankets, staring at the screen all day.
I was lonely.
Sometimes, you say something extreme just to get a reaction, because if no one sees you, you’ll disappear from the world.
And yeah, I get that. Maybe you hate me.
But still—someone’s gotta hold you, even if you don’t throw a single coin at me.
You don’t have to donate. Just show up to one of KAngel’s streams.
I’ll welcome you, like anyone else.
Leave a comment. I’ll read it. That’s all I can do. So I’ll do it.
Let yourself be saved—whether you like it or not.
That’s fine by me.
Sigh...
Being an angel means you’ve gotta silently carry the weight of human stupidity.
But I’ll keep going. I’ll get even cuter.
So yeah—send me your goddamn superchats! Buy all the merch!
Spam me with replies and praise!
🙏BLESS🙏
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