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Old Man Bot Killer PS5 Fortnite Zero Build Solo Gameplay (Chapter 7 Season 1)

Booted up Fortnite Zero Build solos with zero expectations and even less skill. No teammates. No legends to carry me. Just me, my questionable aim, and the hope that the lobby was 87% AI. I dropped in thinking “contest a hot drop, be brave.” Immediately saw three gliders and redirected so fast I nearly tore a hamstring on the keyboard. We are landing strategic, which is code for “somewhere nobody else wants to be.” First fight? A bot. I could tell because it was harvesting a wall in the open like it had a home renovation show to film. I missed my first shotgun shot from approximately handshake distance. The bot responded by shooting the ground. We were basically two NPCs fighting for custody of a grey Thunder Shotgun. I won, but not convincingly. Looted up, feeling dangerous with my 2 eliminations (both certified AI employees of Epic). I start rotating and hear footsteps. Heart rate immediately at tournament finals level. I crouch. I pre-aim. I mentally write my apology tweet. Another bot. This one did the classic “run in a straight line while reloading” maneuver. I tracked it like I was in a training montage. Down it goes. I’m now three kills deep and 100% convinced I’m him. Then it happens. A real player. You can always tell because they move like they pay taxes. Slide cancel, right-hand peek, perfect tracking. I panic-sprint into a tree. Not behind the tree. Into the tree. We exchange shots. I hit one lucky headshot that I absolutely did not deserve. They crack me, I shockwave away like I planned it, pop a mini while screaming internally, then third-party them while they’re fighting someone else. Fourth elim. Was it clean? No. Was it honorable? Also no. But it counts. Mid-game is just me farming bots like it’s seasonal work. I’m rotating early, playing edge zone, acting tactical — when really I just don’t want to fight anyone who owns a gaming chair. Top 5 hits. Now it’s quiet. Too quiet. Which means the remaining players are either cracked… or also me. I hear gunfire. Two sweats going at it. I wait. I let them cook. I’m basically wildlife documentary narrator at this point. One wins with 12 HP. I beam him from a bush like the villain in a cartoon. Fifth elim secured. Zero shame detected. Final 3. The other two start fighting. I try to line up shots and instead reload twice because panic brain. One gets knocked. The last guy full sends me. We’re both missing shots like it’s our first day holding a controller. I hit a desperate shotgun blast that somehow connects for max damage. Victory Royale. Did I dominate? Absolutely not. Did I farm enough bots to qualify as a seasonal exterminator? Yes. Did I beat a couple real players through a combination of luck, timing, and mild cowardice? 100%. No carries. No legends. Just me, the AI workforce, and one extremely confused final opponent wondering how that guy just won. #fortnite #fortnitezerobuilds #fortnitegameplay #zerobuilds #PS5 #PS5gameplays