The day my divorce was finalized, I celebrated by crying in the bathtub and eating a whole tub of pudding I didn’t even like. It was tapioca. I don’t even like things with textures.

  I also watched a documentary about whales.

  Not because I love whales. No. Because whales are huge, misunderstood, and spend most of their lives screaming into the abyss of the ocean, which was my exact emotional state.

  “I’m fine,” I told my bathroom tiles.

  They didn’t respond. Cowards.

  At 28, I didn’t expect to be single. I definitely didn’t expect my now-ex-husband to take the cat. My cat. The one I raised from a kitten. The one that once puked in his limited edition sneakers and looked me in the eyes like, “You’re next.”

  It wasn’t a messy divorce, really. No screaming, no broken plates. Just… paperwork and awkward silences. We even high-fived at the lawyer’s office. High-fived. Like we’d just closed a business deal. And maybe we had.

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  So there I was. Freshly single, vaguely sticky from pudding, wondering if I could drown in bathwater and shame at the same time.

  And that’s when I found her.

  A pink-haired anime girl was on my screen, shrieking at a cartoon goose that stole her sandwich while 40,000 people spammed emojis and “LMAO” in chat. I blinked. I stared. I thought maybe I was hallucinating from emotional exhaustion and sugar.

  But no. It was real. And oddly comforting.

  Three hours later, I had spiraled so far into VTuber rabbit holes that I could name five of them by voice alone, learned what a “scuff stream” was, and decided—somewhere between a caffeine crash and an identity crisis—that this was my new calling.

  Not out of some deep passion or lifelong dream. No.

  I became a VTuber…

  To cope.

  My name is Ketsusaki, demon queen of mild inconvenience. I’d haunt the digital realm with passive-aggressive commentary and a scuffed Live2D model that looked like a gremlin who shopped exclusively at thrift stores and summoned spirits for rent money.

  And maybe, just maybe, I’d find something in this chaotic little world that reminded me how to be human again.

  But first, I had to figure out how to use OBS.

  !COMING SOON THIS JULY 2025!