The female host was clearly just as in the dark about Maeve's history.
"Could MRX's newest member tell us a little bit about herself?"
"What role do you play, and what's your competitive track record?"
Silas seamlessly handed the microphone over to Maeve.
The massive arena was packed with thousands of fans.
The live broadcast had already surpassed thirty thousand viewers.
Under that kind of blinding spotlight, even seasoned pros struggled to keep their composure, let alone a newcomer.
But Maeve didn't flinch. She took the mic and gazed coolly into the camera.
The broadcast cut to a tight close-up of her face.
She was completely bare-faced, lacking the heavy stage makeup usually required under the harsh lights.
But instead of washing her out, the high-definition lens only highlighted her flawless bone structure and luminous skin, leaving the audience momentarily breathless.
Her demeanor was completely unruffled.
"I'm BDR. That's my ID for MRX."
"Years ago, I played a few rounds with some friends. As of today, it's been almost two years since I last logged in."
"So, as for a track record or competitive history, I don't have one."
"As for my role, I'm the Jungler."
Her blunt honesty absolutely shattered the crowd's expectations.
She hadn't touched the game in nearly two years, yet she had the audacity to step onto the championship stage? Where was this arrogance coming from?
The live chat instantly exploded with vitriol.
Anivia Main: Has Connor lost his damn mind? Where did he find this weirdo? And she's playing Jungle? I bet she dies to the neutral monsters.
Connor Fan Forever: Is it possible MRX just gave up on winning this year?
Claws Out: Kiki from Team Thunder is the only true goddess.
As the comments flooded the screen, the hashtag slamming MRX's sudden new addition, BDR, began trending.
The host clearly hadn't expected such a brutally honest answer.
Trying to salvage the awkward tension, she laughed nervously.
Down in the crowd, a wave of boos erupted.
Someone shouted from the front rows.
"Two years out of the game and you're playing Jungle? What a joke!"
"With a face like that, just go find a rich husband! Stay out of esports!"
That sparked a chant from the rest of the arena.
"There's only one goddess in this arena! Kiki! Kiki!"
Instantly, Team Thunder's Kiki basked in the unearned glory.
Standing with her team, Kiki smiled sweetly and waved to her adoring fans.
As the darling of the gaming world, she knew exactly how to play the crowd.
She was petite, standing amongst her towering teammates, which only made her look more precious and lovable.
She wasn't just Team Thunder's treasure; she was adored by the entire league.
On stage, she was a fierce competitor. Off stage, she was friends with everyone.

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