Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 323

Chapter 323: Barraged by Saviors

Just as the Valkyries’ voices filled the bunker with their determined words, Kaiden’s head suddenly began to ring.

A cascade of dings echoed in his mind.

[Incoming Message]

[Incoming Message]

[Incoming Message]

He frowned. Ordinary people couldn’t use the Awakened Platform to send messages, which meant every single one of these came from other awakened people.

A quick skim confirmed what he already expected.

The first was stamped with the golden seal of China’s Awakened Ambassador, a person responsible for the country’s awakened relations. They promised him "protection, resources, and a seat at their table" should he choose to stand with them. What those words meant exactly wasn’t detailed well at all.

The next bore the iron crest of Russia. They praised his defiance against ChronosX, applauded his desire for independence, and dangled the offer of "territorial asylum and official recognition" in exchange for his loyalty.

Then came India, Brazil, and even scattered voices from the Middle East. All singing the same song in different tongues:

Stand with us. Betray your homeland. We’ll shield you from the world’s wrath.

Kaiden exhaled through his nose, shaking his head in amusement. Opportunists, all of them. They were wolves catching the scent of blood, circling for the chance to claim him, thinking he was currently having a nervous breakdown and would jump at the first olive branch that was extended toward him, no matter the personal price.

But that was not the case.

Instead of panicking, he was already picturing it; once he was in their clutches, those governments would run tests on him whether he liked it or not, peel back his secrets layer by layer, and then discard what was left when they were done. To the governments, Kaiden was not a promising awakened to recruit for his future might, but a bundle of secrets that might be invaluable to their country’s future in this rapidly changing political landscape.

For now, Kaiden had no plans of leaving the USA. For all its flaws, he wasn’t safer anywhere than here. Not because they were the government of the people or anything, but because his mother, Vespera, held at least some sway in the government’s shadows. It was better than nothing.

Still, outright rejection would turn the "friendliness" of these countries into hostility. As such, they got the only response he was willing to give:

"Let me think about it."

Almost as soon as the system confirmed delivery, his phone buzzed.

The caller ID lit up with a name that made him sigh for a second time.

Grace.

He picked up. "If you’re calling to offer me support in exchange for being... more transparent about certain secrets of mine, then I’ll have to ask for time. First, we’ll try handling this ourselves. If it doesn’t work... then I’ll reach out."

A soft giggle chimed from the other end. "Mm. As sharp as ever, Mr. Grey. I’ll respect that decision of yours. But remember... The clock is ticking for all of us. Some decisions can’t wait until the end of time. Good luck."

The line clicked off.

Kaiden lowered the phone, and his gaze drifted to the three women waiting on him, their eyes fixed firmly on his.

"The coming days won’t be easy..." he admitted, voice heavy with the weight of it all. "At best, we’re going to drown in negative comments. At worst, the whole world might turn on us."

He braced himself for their anxiety about the future. For cracks in their assured smiles.

But none came.

Nyx smirked, sharp and unshaken, daring the world to come and try taking a bite.

Luna’s stormy eyes shone with fire, and her lips sported a confident, murderous grin.

And Aria nodded with the gentlest smile of them all, her faith in him radiating like sunlight.

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