Our Death Livestream Isn't Supposed to Be Like This!

[Welcome to The Final Livestream!] [Here, you play a role, clear dungeons, and entertain the audience. That is a streamer's one and only duty!] [The audience is picky, so you must display intense emotions. The audience is bloodthirsty, so you must struggle on the brink of life and death. The audience is merciful, so you must give it your all to win their affection.] [Come on, enjoy yourselves!] [Let's put on the perfect show together!] Staring at the malicious System window floating before him, Su Lin, who had died because he was so immersed in his performance that he failed to dodge a falling spotlight, felt his eyes slowly light up. I'm about to perform on a stage with an unlimited budget, any genre of script I want, and an infinite audience? And there's even dessert after death! ■■■■■ Inside a certain livestream. “As expected of a new dark horse on the rankings. They figured out the world's setup so quickly and identified the final boss before anyone else.” “Now the streamer can get the highest score reward, right? Amazing!” “Are the people above all new viewers?” “What do you mean... W-wait, why did the streamer pick up the crown the boss dropped? And doesn't putting on that royal robe mean suffering unending pain and hatred?” “???, get a clue! Streamer, what are you doing? Why are you walking toward the throne? Why are you looking at the other streamers coming this way?” “What do you mean, ‘You who come to pay homage, your heads are held too high’??” “, Is this part of the story, too!?”