The moment their stream activated, Kaiden’s face came into view on thousands of screens. Sarah, Leia, and Emilia were the first to react on their end with cheery smiles, accompanied by good wishes and heart emojis sent in the chat.
Behind them, the viewer count exploded upward in a blur of numbers, comments surging so fast the chat box practically vibrated. Their regulars, their lurkers, their die-hard fans... They all poured in at once, filling the feed with excited anticipation.
Kaiden’s face welcomed them. "The competition is about to begin," he said with a calm, steady voice. "Valhalla’s Sinners won’t be focused on entertainment today. Our primary goals will be survival and ascension. Which means there will be no live commentary, and our focus will be entirely on winning the competition and leveling up. To that end, we’ll be performing as professional awakened, so keep expectations in check."
Messages flew in response:
We get it! Go crush them!
Break a leg out there! Wait, not literally!
Don’t look at chat even ONCE, Kai, I swear! PROTECT THE GIRLS!
VALHALLA RISES!
KAI-TEAM, LET’S GOOOO!
Their fanbase understood, and the chat’s tone shifted as though collectively agreeing to behave. It was rare for a community as chaotic as Valhalla’s Sinners - one that ranged from down-bad fangirls who worshiped Kaiden like a religion to turbo-haters who tuned in solely to seethe. The "hate-watchers," as they were mockingly called, usually sat like vultures waiting for the tiniest slip-up to clip and sneer at online.
Yet today, not a single one dared type anything reckless... not with all the moderators lurking in the shadows like apex predators. For weeks, a cold war had simmered between fangirls and jealous men, each side arming themselves with their own internet communities and report buttons like nuclear weapons.
And then it happened.
- XxThickThighsxX: hope one of the monsters cuck you lol
A digital silence fell. The kind of silence you could hear.
Every hate-watcher collectively slapped their forehead, which meant thousands of palms fired off like ammunition all across the globe. A millisecond later, a bright red line appeared in chat:
Kaiden’s Wife has banned XxThickThighsxX.
Reason given by the moderator: Just because you are a failure of a man who can’t find a mate that is willing to tolerate your miserable, insufferable existence, does not permit you to wish harm upon other, superior men.
Instant public execution.
In a small suburban room in São Paulo, a guy munched popcorn and exhaled through his nose. "Rookie mistake," he muttered, shaking his head at his screen like a disappointed uncle watching a toddler run into a glass door.


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