Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 864

Chapter 864: World-Class Powerhouse

[Return destination: Earth.]

[30.]

[29.]

Kaiden looked up from the countdown, and his girls were already looking back at him.

Nobody spoke.

The look that traveled around the group held one shared, electric thought, and every face wore the same excitement without a drop of worry anywhere in it.

Earth was out there, mid-apocalypse, holding everything they had built and everyone they had left behind, and they were coming back to it twenty-four levels heavier, at the head of an army, with its worst monster walking at heel.

They were going home.

[25.]

’Might as well.’ Kaiden pulled up his status while the countdown burned, and nine hundred and sixty unallocated points waited for him.

He had shelved them on the battlefield before the temptation could take root, but walking back into a world ending in real time with a level 84 frame still running his level 60 numbers would simply be lazy.

His attention settled on the first stat.

The obvious play was the even spread.

Nine hundred and sixty split across six stats with no remainder, one hundred and sixty points each, a frame that grew everywhere at once.

He was a jack of all trades by build and by temperament, and the system had handed him a number that divided as if it agreed.

’Tempting.’

The second option had been sitting with him since the Gambit.

Pour the whole pile into Mana and Endurance, and he became an engine, a walking power source that could run the warmth of Lust Stance at full burn for hours instead of minutes, through all six bonds now that Alexandra’s awakening had opened her brand to it.

He had felt that ceiling from the inside, the drain screaming behind his sternum while his women fought for their lives in arenas he couldn’t enter, and every point of fuel he bought now was a buff he wouldn’t have to ration later.

Then he looked up from the window at the women themselves, gathered on the open stone around him, comparing status screens and laughing at their new pet, and the second option died quietly.

Every one of them was a war goddess in her own right now, levels in the eighties, with a Valkyrie protector watching over them, and they were nowhere near done climbing.

The Gambit had been the exception, a game built to keep him in a chair. Out in the real world, his girls needed his warmth the way a wildfire needed a match.

And he had hated that chair.

He’d spent the entire Gambit sitting in it, playing cards while the people he loved bled on the other side of a boundary that refused him, and building himself into their battery would mean choosing that seat forever, bolting himself into the back line as a resource to be protected, fed by their wounds.

He had surrounded himself with these women because he loved them.

Loving them meant something simple to him, and it had never once meant hiding behind them.

’The best way to protect them isn’t pouring my power into their bodies and watching them bleed with it,’ he thought, his attention returning to the window. ’It’s being strong enough to walk out front and kill whatever comes for them myself.’

The next time a mountain range knocked on his door, he intended to be the answer, and he spent nine hundred and sixty points like a man sharpening a blade.

[Vitality: 183 ➣ 263]

[Strength: 218 ➣ 458]

[Agility: 263 ➣ 563]

[Endurance: 192 ➣ 352]

[Mana: 180 ➣ 320]

[Magic: 178 ➣ 218]

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