Demonic Po*nstar System

Chapter 543: New Stats

Leaning back in the comfortable sofa, Kaiden’s content smile lingered as the familiar translucent interface unfolded before his eyes with lines of pale light arranging themselves.

[Name: Kaiden Grey]

[Rank: 3 – Star]

[Class: Paragon of Sin]

[Level: 46 → 47 | XP: 120,431 / 470,000]

[Stats]

Vitality: 123

Strength: 143

Agility: 142

Endurance: 136

Mana: 114 → 124

Magic: 113 → 123

Twenty stat points were the gain of the day. Every single one was invested exactly where he needed them.

His physical stats were already more than solid for someone at his level, bolstered by Wrath’s sheer brutality and Gluttony’s sustain. Pride, however, was different. Pride Stance drew directly from his Magic stat to shape its damage and control, and even outside of Pride, mana was the fuel that kept all three stances cycling smoothly and the spells cast without leaving him gasping mid-fight.

Power that couldn’t be called upon was just arrogance waiting to get him killed.

With his stances, he had access to many different spells, many of which had short cooldowns. And, it’d only become more and more the case as time passed and he gained more stances by ranking his system up, Kaiden reasoned.

As for the rank up itself…

[System Rank-Up Requirements – Tier 3 ➝ Tier 4]

[Views: 7,695,048,107]

[Income: 50 million]

[Fangirls: 10 million]

Those were the numbers he needed to reach.

Back when the joint mission between Runevowen, Nova Circuit, and Valhalla’s Sinners began, where they went to kill the monsters in the native reservation camp – the place where Kaiden gained the most thus far, granting him his fifth lover, Calypso, his dungeon, and his Dungeon-Born, his numbers looked as such.

[Views: 1.01 billion]

[Income: 58,920]

[Fangirls: 27,080]

Since then, around two weeks have passed. While they barely uploaded adult content in that time, the numbers were still creeping up rapidly in the form of passive income gained from their other acts of notoriety, namely the toppling of the evil organization, ChronosX.

[Views: 1.01 billion ➝ 1.20 billion]

[Income: 58,920 ➝ 80,000]

[Fangirls: 27,080 ➝ 45,000]

More than 30,000 Chronos gained… it was ridiculous. That was the equivalent of 3,000,000 USD, and they barely did anything for it, just had steamy mating sessions.

However, the goal was still a good bit away.

Seeing the number of Chronos, he couldn’t help but remember Sasha’s comment about the one million Chronos reward for first place in this competition not mattering to him due to their success. Kaiden scoffed at that. Months have passed now, they made national news multiple times, and almost the whole world was aware of their existence.

Yet they only gained 80,000 Chronos through their efforts. How could a whole damned million not matter to him?!

But he soon forgot that jealous redhead, and his fingers curled into a fist as excitement tightened in his chest.

Not only was their content creator career rising ridiculously fast, but level fifty was close now as well.

No longer a distant milestone, it felt tangible now, something he could almost reach out and grab. At this pace, just a few more days of clean operations and disciplined clears would get Kaiden there, and he couldn’t help the grin that spread across his face at the thought.

Coming here had been the right call.

The mountain range that saw the gathering of dozens of dungeons’ worth of monsters into a single zone was brutal, unforgiving, and crawling with threats all over the place, but it was also structured, monitored, and rich with opportunity. Bracelet artifacts tracking monsters, coordinated guild movements, and real rewards instead of scraps. For once, the grind truly felt worth it. The government outdid itself with the organization of this competition.

Then his smile faded.

‘Focus.’

Kaiden straightened and flicked his wrist, activating the bracelet interface. The rankings expanded into view, the same display that had been projected during the meeting.

Rookie Track – Guild Standings (Cumulative)

New Dawn – 10,480 P

Iron Halo – 9,220 P

Silver Talon – 8,760 P

Black Meridian – 7,940 P

Ashbound – 6,880 P

Ember Line – 6,130 P

Frostwake – 5,560 P

Runewoven – 5,020 P

Riftward – 4,480 P

Dawnfall – 3,910 P

But Kaiden didn’t stop scrolling, where Talia and Tessa decided to, probably to bolster morale.

The display expanded further.

Stonewake – −2,140 P

Verdant Coil – −13,870 P

Hollow Crest – −21,360 P

Night Bastion – −37,420 P

Pale Covenant – −58,190 P

Kaiden’s jaw tightened.

A member’s death cost ten thousand points.

That meant Stonewake had already lost one. Verdant Coil two. Hollow Crest had suffered three casualties. Night Bastion was in freefall. Pale Covenant…

At least six members. Gone. On the first day.

This wasn’t an amusement park. This wasn’t a training sim where mistakes were shrugged off with a laugh and a reset button. One bad call, one moment of panic, one lapse in awareness, and it was game over. Furthermore, the cost wasn’t just personal; it dragged an entire guild down with you, erasing progress in an instant and making a comeback become nothing but a futile thought.

Utmost focus. Utmost professionalism.

That was what Kaiden demanded from himself after this cold reminder.

Kaiden let the interface fade and stared at the ceiling again, expression hard and resolved.

Still, his lips curved faintly. Danger meant opportunity. As long as they played their cards right, this was the place to be right now.

They were alive, together, and stronger than yesterday.

And tomorrow, they would push forward again.

But before that…

The door parted.

Kaiden barely had time to turn his head before the room filled due to one presence after another slipping inside.

Kaiden’s jaw dropped.

The girls, all of whom departed with flimsy excuses only a dozen or so minutes ago, were… not exactly dressed modestly. Loose fabrics clung where they shouldn’t. Straps hung a little too low, and bare skin caught the soft lighting.

Steam from recent showers still clung to them, hair damp, scents warm and intoxicating, and every single one of them wore the same telltale flush across their cheeks; rosy, eager, and full of expectation.

And best of all, they were wearing a matching uniform!

Kaiden’s breath hitched before he could stop it, with his pulse spiking as five sets of eyes locked onto him with unmistakable intent.

“Alexandra!” he barked suddenly.

The reaction was immediate. All five girls blinked, with surprise flashing across their faces, clearly not expecting that name. Why would he call her here?

A moment later, the door slid open again, and Alexandra reappeared hesitantly with her fingers twisting together as she hovered at the threshold. Her gaze stayed carefully averted from the room’s occupants, cheeks already burning as she asked in a small voice, “Y-Yes? What can I do…?”

Kaiden didn’t answer right away.

Instead, he reached inwardly and dismissed the conduit form of Alice. Light rippled once, and then the girl materialized fully, falling into his waiting arms as she blinked in confusion.

“Big brother? What’s going on?” she asked, tilting her head.

Kaiden met her rapidly blinking eyes. “Big brother’s going to be busy for a good few hours, and I don’t want to shut you off from the world. So why don’t you help Alexandra instead? I’ve got a feeling you two would have a lot of fun together.”

Understanding dawned almost instantly.

The five girls grinned as one, slow and knowing, amusement dancing in their eyes now that the purpose behind Alexandra’s summons was clear. Alexandra herself froze, then flushed even deeper, swallowing before straightening slightly. “I… I’d be honored,” she said softly, though her eyes flicked to Alice with unmistakable nerves.

How couldn’t they?

Alice Ashborn wasn’t just Kaiden’s little sister. She was an S-tier awakened, a living calamity known across the world as The Light That Destroys. Even standing there casually, she radiated a quiet pressure that made Alexandra acutely aware of the gulf between them. One was a legend forged by power and fate. The other was a trauma-riddled commoner girl who still flinched at raised voices.

They lived in entirely different worlds.

Alice didn’t need anyone to spell it out for her. The moment Kaiden spoke, her rapidly blinking eyes sharpened with understanding, and she drew back slightly in his arms before narrowing them cutely and crossing her arms beneath her chest while her chin lifted in a small, defiant huff. “I like being in my halo form,” she declared with her lips pursed. “Even if I can’t sense what’s going on outside. It’s like paradise. Hmph…”

Kaiden chuckled softly and reached up, fingers brushing through her hair, still split perfectly down the middle, a result of her transformation.

One side black as night, the other white as fresh snow. “Alice. I want you to grow up into a healthy adult. You shouldn’t spend all your time in your Conduit form, especially not when you’re fully locked away from the outside world. You deserve more than just existing in a bubble.”

“Big brother is unfair…” she whined quietly, but even as she complained, she leaned into his hand, cheek pressing against his palm with unmistakable affection. Her resistance was half-hearted at best.

Kaiden smiled, letting warmth soften his features. “I just want what’s best for you.”

She stared into his eyes for a long second, searching, weighing his words. Then she rolled her eyes dramatically and let out a small, defeated sigh. “Okay.”

Her gaze drifted past him toward the door, where the five women stood in various states of intentional indecency, still flushed and waiting. Alice’s eyes narrowed at them instantly, sharp and unimpressed, as if she’d just identified five particularly annoying obstacles rather than her brother’s lovers. She pouted, clicked her tongue under her breath, and hopped down, deliberately brushing past them without a word as she headed straight for Alexandra.

Stopping in front of the blonde girl, Alice extended her hand with solemn seriousness. “I’m Alice Grey,” she said.