Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Harvard lay on his bed, counting the amount of money he would make.

The statistics weren’t out yet, but he made a rough estimate. Sponsors, affiliate links, ads… at least a hundred thousand dollars!

“I’m going to be rich!”

Harvard’s heart was positively singing.

He had over five hundred thousand views now, and getting to a million would be easy peasy with the way things were going.

Once he had made it big, raking in millions every month was highly possible too.

Even if he lost subscribers after that, he would still have two to three hundred thousand at least. That many subscribers would get him… at least fifty thousand dollars a month, if he accepted sponsors and put affiliate links in his livestreams.

Harvard suddenly felt as if the bed he was sleeping on was too hard. He looked around him, and found the shabby room barely livable all of a sudden!

He was going to make millions every month now. How could he live in a house like this!

He took his phone out at once, opening an app to browse through listings… He considered looking for a luxury apartment to rent. But on second thought, what was a millionaire doing renting houses?

He was going to buy a house!

Just then, he realized that his videos had been taken down.

Harvard sat up at once and thought, What was going on?

He opened the platform he put his videos on, and saw a notification, “Your video has broken community guidelines, and has been taken down!”

Harvard let out a bark of enraged laughter. He had edited the video himself, and shot everything himself as well! There was no violence, nudity or drug consumption involved…which guidelines did he break?

Which jealous bastard had reported him?

Harvard glowered at the screen, and re-uploaded the video with a different title.

his account had

that he had filmed videos of other people for personal gain and overstepped their personal boundaries. These people were going to

Harvard was speechless.

abusing your power! You’re just hating because I blew up!” Harvard was overwhelmed,

service rep responded coldly, “Apologies. We have more than enough evidence to take your videos down. You

hung up in a

sued for. There were tens of thousands of videos that violated community guidelines all the time, there was no way they would

that could happen was getting your account

sue him, did they even know where he

about was his account. Five hundred thousand

Gone, just like that!

were violated, the platform had the right to ban any

that he had just made, would all go back to the platform

cursed, incensed. “This platform’s a scam, preying on

still couldn’t upload the video. It didn’t get through even if he censored most of

the

had also amassed a small amount of subscribers from his ‘Theory of Ghosts’ videos, and

was going to

on all platforms, and Harvard was certain that topics like these usually died down

was the next time he was going

the main account, and his mother’s to open the alternate account, so… he made another account with

do is to look for a hot topic! And make something new

method was

entire night, and finally found the profiles of the two girls who had fallen into the water but survived. There were photos of them on

even found a

edited the pictures and the videos together, making a new video and posting it to

successfully stolen

important. Harvard found a post-it note, and wrote

I should be kind to his parents! They even want me to give his family money! I don’t even know him, why should I have to pay respects to his parents? Did I beg him to save me? It’s just his own fate

from the perspective of the girl who had

bought a view booster, and uploaded

enough, the video blew