Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 563

Chapter 563: Chaotic Chat

The silence after the system notification didn’t even get the courtesy of a full breath.

The stream overlay detonated.

Donation alerts began slamming in back-to-back, stacking fast. The live view counter spiked again, climbing sharply as clips propagated outward and latecomers poured in, drawn by the Awakened Media Platform’s algorithm.

Then the bet’s banner updated.

BET RESOLVED — RESULT: NO

A second later, the payout was finalized.

WINNERS: 20%

LOSERS: 80%

The chat lost all remaining dignity.

- Kaiden’s Wife: Yay!!! I won!!! I told you all!!! 😤😤😤

- Kaiden’s Wife: Never. Bet. Against. Kaiden.

- benchpressboi: This is a scam

- steeldad69: Who knew they’d kill it before it even messed Calypso up???

- grimodds: I put everything on yes

- grimodds: Everything

- grimodds: This is bullshit

- mathmage: Statistically this made sense

- mathmage: I still lost everything

- mathmage: Moral of the story: don’t bet while high and drunk, kids

- xx_truckkun_reborn_xx: Bro it didn’t even touch them 😭 fucking turtle ass monster 😭 it looked so badass, I was sure it’d make them run 😭

Channel points redistributed in massive chunks, numbers flipping violently as the 20% cashed out and the 80% collectively screamed into the void. Salt flowed like a flood, punctuated by donation messages from winners who made sure to use the ’highlight message’ feature to let the losers know how much points they bet and how much they got in return.

Calypso’s eyes slid toward the chat feed.

She read exactly one line.

Then another.

Her jaw tightened.

"You fuckers..." she growled. "You bet on the Great Calypso getting messed up?!"

The effect was immediate.

It was like a switch flipped in the collective survival instinct of the chat.

- grimodds: Now hold on

- grimodds: Let’s not jump to conclusions here

- benchpressboi: In my defense, it was a hypothetical injury

- steeldad69: A very respectful hypothetical injury

- mathmage: No one was rooting for it, statistically speaking

- benchpressboi: Are you retarded? you did

- mathmage: Snitches get the stitches, boy

- benchpressboi: ... Unc is truly high rn

- xx_truckkun_reborn_xx: Queen I swear I believed in you 😭🙏

Calypso squinted.

Nyx peeked over her shoulder, barely holding back laughter. "Wow. Look at them grovel."

The groveling intensified.

- lapsofdoom: Mighty demoness please forgive our lack of faith

- rune_rat: Calypso supremacy acknowledged

- axeandabs: We were foolish to doubt the embodiment of violence

- grimodds: In my heart I voted no

- grimodds: My fingers betrayed me

Calypso huffed, clearly enjoying this far more than she wanted to admit. The demoness was very new to this whole content creation and entertainment aspect of life, but, as with everything that Kaiden had an interest in, the woman ventured to understand it as best as possible so that she could help her Darling.

She resented the mere idea of being an obtuse nuisance who was only in his life to fight alongside during the day and sleep with at night. She wanted to be more than that, so much more. An emotional support, a great friend, someone who surprised her lover even after an entire life spent together.

That’s why she did her utmost to not only educate herself but also to excel at entertainment.

The Infernal Matriarch scoffed. "Hmph. Good."

Bastet’s lips curved as she glanced at the feed. "Isn’t it amazing how quickly faith returns when threatened? All it needs is an angry demon with a large axe in her hands."

Kaiden let out a dark chuckle. "You all made your choices. Stop asking for a refund."

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