After years of brainrot… The latest video I need to make… Is complete… Held by my endless aethos… And the sacrifice of my own friends… Was it worth the money?… The views?… The nights I spent sleepless, consumed by my craft… The moments stolen from those I loved… All for a fleeting spotlight, A glimmer of validation in an infinite void. I wonder… At what cost does passion become obsession? And when does creation become destruction? Was it worth it… if I’ve lost myself?
HARVESTING CONTENT, DAY AND NIGHT, RELENTLESSLY. DROWNING IN THE SENTIMENT, NO ESCAPE, NO REMEDY. NUMBERS THAT I’VE FED, VOICES IN MY HEAD. CAN’T YOU SEE IT TOO? WE’RE BEYOND THE VIEW. JUST US TWO. JUST ME AND YOU.Justin: “COME HERE!” Justin: “This is it… my newest video… is complete! It’s gonna make us millions! And… about you… and the others… don’t worry about it. They will respawn soon, right?… right?…”
