Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 593

Chapter 593: Overwhelming Fury

It grabbed her by the throat and snapped her neck with a slow, excruciating twist.

Something inside Kaiden shattered.

Wrath tore free.

It wasn’t just a surge... It was an eruption. A cataclysm.

Rage flooded his system so violently that his vision went red, then darker, blood vessels rupturing as his eyes bled. His burned lungs dragged in air that tore them apart. His teeth cracked under the force of his snarl.

The demon turned back to him, satisfied.

Kaiden’s charred lips peeled back.

"I’ll... kill you..." He rasped, voice ruined, every word dragged through scorched flesh. "I’ll butcher you. I’ll torture you until you’re nothing but an empty husk."

The demon laughed.

Then it killed him.

...

Kaiden woke screaming.

Air slammed into his lungs as he jolted upright, hands clawing at nothing, heart hammering so violently it hurt. His body was whole again. Unburned. Unbroken.

But the memory was still there.

The heat. The helplessness.

The screams.

The battlefield reset.

The red orb opened.

They fell again.

Luna. Aria. Nyx. Bastet. Calypso.

Alive.

Unbroken.

Kaiden knew they hadn’t truly died.

But it didn’t help.

Not even a little.

His hands shook as he clenched them, nails biting into his palms. His chest felt tight, wrong, like something poisonous had settled there and refused to leave.

Slowly, he lifted his head.

The Original Sin, the titan with seven arms, stood in the distance, unchanged. Unmoving.

Kaiden’s lips curled back in a snarl so full of hate it surprised even him.

"I’ll never forgive you for this," he growled, voice low and venomous.

Heat surged.

The demon materialized once more.

And Wrath...

Oh, how Wrath howled.

Not restrained.

Not contained.

It rose inside Kaiden like an endless, screaming tide, darker and deeper than anything he had felt before.

This time, it was as personal as it ever got.

The demon attacked again.

Fire first, always fire, aimed past Kaiden, toward the girls. Every time. Every reset. A deliberate choice. A lesson it wanted to hammer into him.

Kaiden intercepted it again.

And again.

And again.

Each time, his body paid the price. Muscles cooked from the inside as he forced himself into the path of annihilation. Skin split. Blood boiled. His heart screamed under the strain of forcing movement through damage that should have ended him instantly. Vitality kept him conscious long enough to feel it all.

Each time, he defended.

Each time, he failed anyway.

Sometimes the demon slipped past him with a feint and burned one of them before Kaiden could reposition. Sometimes it grabbed him first, crushed his spine, tore his legs free, then calmly walked past his writhing body to finish them one by one while he watched, screaming, choking on blood and smoke.

Reset.

Again.

Again.

Again.

Kaiden started seeing double, such was the brutality of his rage.

The knowledge that it wasn’t his real girls did not help one bit. If anything, it made it worse. Because it meant the suffering was deliberate. Curated. Replayed. A spectacle engineered by a universal aberration, a cosmic freak, that wanted an answer carved out of his soul.

What will you sacrifice to win?

Kaiden’s answer never changed.

Never them.

Even if they weren’t truly his. Even if this was only a construct. Even if it meant failure after failure, death after death.

’My answer will never be that I’m willing to sacrifice them.’

Wrath loved that.

It fed on it.

Kaiden’s breathing grew ragged between resets. Foam gathered at the corners of his mouth as he snarled through clenched teeth, spit flecking the scorched ground. His hands shook constantly now, from restraint failing under the sheer volume of rage compressing inside him.

His veins stood out black against reddened skin. His vision pulsed. His thoughts fragmented into violent shards, into memories of screams, of fire, of helplessness looping endlessly.

The demon burned them again.

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