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KPop Demon Hunters - How It's Done but it's ruined by AI

Join my Patreon:   / skilawai   The legendary K-pop Demon Hunters anthem “How It’s Done” has finally been dragged into a timeline where logic no longer exists. You thought you knew choreography. You thought you knew vocals. You thought you knew what a face was supposed to look like. You were wrong. Welcome to the version nobody asked for, yet somehow, it has arrived anyway, stomping into your feed like a fever dream that learned how to dance. This is not a performance. This is an exorcism in 4K. The stage collapses, the spotlight melts, and suddenly the universe is in charge of the beat. The song doesn’t just play — it leaks, it squirms, it howls from the depths of a corrupted karaoke machine left in a haunted basement. The idols don’t just sing — they transform into expressions of chaos, bending reality with every note, threatening to consume the audience, and maybe even your Wi-Fi router. Imagine if glitter got possessed. Imagine if eyeliner became sentient and started a rebellion. Imagine if the concept of “style” itself decided it had had enough of human control and went feral. That’s what you’re watching right now. This is fashion after fashion fell into a blender and started screaming for help. This is choreography reimagined as a cosmic accident. This is music redefined by something that clearly never studied music theory, but still insists on singing louder than everyone else in the room. Do you hear that? No, seriously, do you hear that? That’s the sound of your sanity being drop-kicked across the stage. This video is not here to entertain you. It’s here to challenge you, confuse you, and possibly force you to reconsider every life choice that led you to clicking on it. And yet, you can’t look away. Because deep down, you know this is what you deserve. Every frame of this monstrosity is a gift and a curse. The dance moves fluctuate between “award-winning” and “physically impossible.” The set design shifts in ways that defy geometry, physics, and basic common sense. Faces? Faces are optional now. Gravity? She left the chat. By the second verse you won’t even remember what the original looked like, because this version will have already carved itself into your brain with the subtlety of a neon chainsaw. And don’t even think about escaping. The chorus will follow you into your dreams, wearing a trench coat and whispering lyrics backwards while eating instant noodles in your kitchen at 3AM. You’ll wake up sweating, humming along against your will, trying to explain to your friends why your favorite part of the song now sounds like a toaster being electrocuted in a nightclub. They won’t believe you. But we will. This isn’t just “How It’s Done.” This is “How It Shouldn’t Be Done, But Somehow Was Anyway.” This is the kind of entertainment that arrives uninvited, knocks over your houseplants, and makes itself comfortable on your couch while chewing bubblegum it stole from your jacket pocket. This is cinematic chaos, musical anarchy, dance choreography delivered by a drunk GPS system yelling “recalculating” every five seconds. If you came here expecting sense, you’re in the wrong place. If you came here expecting polish, go back. If you came here expecting perfection, please, for your own safety, close the tab. But if you came here looking for an experience that defies comprehension, an experience that will make you laugh, cry, scream, and maybe adopt a demon or two — congratulations. You’ve made the right choice. By the end of this video you will not be the same. Nobody leaves unchanged. The lights will flicker. The bass will rupture holes in the timeline. Somewhere, a demon is taking notes for their next talent show audition. Somewhere else, a confused angel is shaking their head. And right here, right now, you’re watching art crawl out of the abyss wearing too much lipstick and holding a broken microphone. So sit back, grab your snacks (preferably ones that won’t stare back at you halfway through), and enjoy the ride. Or don’t. The video doesn’t care. It’s going to play whether you like it or not, unrolling itself like a cursed scroll you found under your bed, bringing chaos, comedy, and catastrophic vibes directly into your eyeballs. Welcome to How It’s Done… wrong. 📢 Disclaimer: This is a parody video made purely for entertainment. It is not affiliated with or endorsed by any official entity. The movie is the property of its respective rights holders. This AI content is transformative and satirical in nature, intended to reimagine and poke fun—not to replace or compete with the original.