Awakened across the globe started experimenting with lifestyle content, comedic bit clips, "day in the life of an S-tier apprentice," cooking shows, pet vlogs, workout challenges, magical trickshot videos, and dungeon goof-offs. And, yes. Due to the influence of ChronosX and the Sinners, some were even daring to shoot porn.
At first, many hated him.
Then they hated that his approach worked.
Then they hated that they couldn’t stop it.
Then they tried doing it themselves.
Because if you weren’t trendsetting, you were invisible.
If you weren’t standing out, you’d be forgotten.
If you weren’t creating, you’d be poor.
Kaiden changed the entire industry without meaning to.
And now, staying hidden was no longer an option, not for someone whose entire strategy for long-term growth revolved around being seen.
That was the first answer.
The second was even more important:
This place...
It was not a lawless zone.
If anything, it was the single most regulated hotspot.
As Kaiden and the girls stepped farther into the staging grounds, the first thing they noticed was the noise. Despite this place being the converging zone of dozens of guilds, many of whom were rivals if not outright hostile, there was no chaotic screaming, fighting, or arguments.
It was the noise of industry, of movement, of an entire region brimming with life.
Tents flapped.
Engines rumbled.
Merchants shouted over one another.
Scanners pinged.
Armor clattered.
Drones buzzed overhead like mechanical gnats on steroids.
Helicopters circled above, their rotors beating steady rhythms as camera crews leaned out with stabilized lenses.
Not a single punch was thrown.
The order was absolute.
And its enforcers were impossible to miss.
Men and women in matte black armor patrolled the grounds in organized lines, each set plated with reinforced layers and inscribed with glowing symbols - Association tech, the kind only high-ranking awakened law-enforcers received. Their helmets hid their faces entirely, not even leaving a single horizontal visor.
These were Association Peacekeepers, strong awakened soldiers.
Higher-tier, well-trained, and utterly merciless if anyone broke the rules.
Every guild member who saw them shifted their posture, even the cocky ones. It wasn’t fear per se, more like the reminder that here, nobody could play king.
Not even S-tier celebrities. Not even the rising monsters from famous guilds.
The Association allowed no exceptions.
Kaiden slowed slightly as they walked, watching one of the armored soldiers march past. Even through the heavy gear, their sheer mana pressure thumped against the air like a warning heartbeat.
"How eerie," Calypso mused.
Aria nodded, "They look like they were manufactured, not born from a mother’s womb..."
Nyx was in agreement. "If a fight started here, they’d probably take out both parties before they even hit the ground."
Calypso giggled. "Oh, they’d be fun to provoke. Shame this isn’t the place for it."
Kaiden shot her a look.
She winked. "Just kidding, of course, Darling~ I’m not dumb nor suicidal..."
If the presence of the Peacekeepers wasn’t enough of a deterrent force, well, they weren’t the only eyes watching.
Hundreds of cameras lined the temporary structures, perched on poles, built into tents, attached to armor, mounted on rails. Drones swarmed overhead, recording every moment as if the entire basin were one giant gaming lobby waiting for highlights. On the cliffsides, media teams camped on higher vantage points, lenses aimed downward like a forest of mechanical stalks.
Some crews were filming news updates.
Some broadcast analysis segments.
Some caught live commentary from awakened celebrities.
Some just recorded because anything here could become a viral moment.
It was controlled chaos.
Messy, tense, and loud, but structured.
And most importantly for Kaiden, heavily watched.


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