Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 591

Chapter 591: Final Hurdle

It wasn’t graceful. His legs protested, muscles still buzzing with residual arcane feedback, but he forced himself upright anyway. He stood there, shoulders rising and falling as he drew in one final steadying breath, eyes never leaving the distant titan and its burning red orb.

"Alright..." he muttered.

Something inside him shifted.

He reached for Wrath.

The change was immediate.

Heat flooded his veins, sharp and invasive, like embers being ground into his blood. The air around him warped, pressure snapping tight as the world reacted to a stance asserting itself. His pulse quickened. His jaw clenched without him meaning it to. Every sound felt louder, every sensation closer to the surface, as if his nerves had been peeled bare.

Kaiden frowned.

This seemed to be the theme here. Gluttony made him feel the need to consume. Pride made him feel the need to dominate. And now, he wanted to destroy.

Before the trials, the Sin Stances had been tools, activated then deactivated at his will, clean and obedient. Wrath had amplified output, sharpened intent, but it had never reached back and tugged at his thoughts. His mind had always remained his own.

Now?

Agitation simmered just beneath his skin, a low, constant irritation that made stillness feel wrong. His fingers curled slowly into fists, knuckles whitening as a thin snarl threatened to pull at his lips.

"So that’s how it is."

Back then, the system had wrapped the Paragon of Sin class into a package that a weak human body and mind could inherit safely.

What he was touching now wasn’t the packaged version.

It was the raw thing.

Primal. Unfiltered. A sin that didn’t just empower action, but demanded it.

The Heavenly Demon earned the right to wield the class after meeting the large, titanic entity.

Kaiden, however, was given the class. Likewise, it was a much lesser version, at least this was his understanding.

Now, he fought to get the real thing.

Kaiden exhaled through his nose, forcing the agitation down, containing it. Wrath pushed back, restless, but it listened, barely.

The world answered.

The titan’s red orb flared, and reality split open in front of him.

A searing demon tore its way into existence, massive and imposing, its form wreathed in molten cracks that bled light like open wounds. Horns curved back from a skull forged of blackened stone and burning sigils, eyes blazing with a fury so concentrated it distorted the air around its gaze. Each step it took left scorched fractures in the ground, heat rolling off it in suffocating waves.

Kaiden’s fists tightened fully now, Wrath roaring approval through his bones. His heartbeat thundered in his ears, every instinct screaming for violence, for release.

A slow grin pulled at his face despite himself.

"This is the final hurdle," he said, voice low and steady, eyes locked on the demon. "Then I get to hold my girls in my arms again. Let’s finish this."

Kaiden launched himself forward with an expression that didn’t quite belong on his face.

Wrath surged eagerly, compressing into his limbs as he crossed the distance in a heartbeat. His fist connected with the demon’s torso in an explosive impact, force detonating outward as molten plates cracked and burst apart. The demon staggered back half a step, heat flaring wildly as Kaiden followed up, driving another blow into its ribs, then a third, each strike heavier than the last.

He laughed.

"Oh?" Kaiden said, twisting midair and slamming a heel into the demon’s chest. "Is that it?"

The demon slid back, claws scraping through scorched ground. It looked... slow. Slower than he expected.

Kaiden rolled his shoulders as Wrath hummed in approval.

"Hah. Guess getting used to Gluttony and Pride already sharpened me up for this. Maybe Wrath won’t take that long after all."

The thought settled comfortably. Too comfortably.

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