Chapter 187: No Refunds

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Chapter 187: No RefundsA quick mental calculation spun in his head: 12,970 Chronos, which translated to a truly insane $1,297,000. No. Kaiden reminded himself that he should no longer convert Chronos to USD. Chronos was the currency of the awakened, so he had to get used to estimating values with Chronos. After all, the entire world of awakened revolved around the magical currency introduced by the arrival of the mana apocalypse. 12,970 Chronos just from this... He knew that he was playing a very dangerous game right now, potentially even angering world leaders, but he knew he had to be bold or his dreams could go down in flames. He and his Valkyries had already decided they would go full throttle on the road to success. As such, he couldn’t wait to see what his new sin stance became once he reached the last requirement, which was the fangirl statistic that currently stood at [484/5000]. Then, it would be time to gear up once again, using the immense funds donated to them by the rich! It would be utterly glorious. But Kaiden had to live in the present. The sheer magnitude of the insane sum he’d earned by doing almost nothing hit him stronger than ever, making him experience an onslaught of immense emotions. He wanted to weep with joy, laugh maniacally, and cum deep into Bastet’s throat all at once. The urge was almost overwhelming, a primal scream of triumph bubbling just beneath his composed facade. But he was Kaiden, the Paragon of Sin, and composure was his currency. He kept it all in check, a tight leash on his exploding emotions... well, save for the last one. With a final, powerful thrust, a guttural groan escaping his lips, Kaiden painted Bastet’s belly white from the inside, her soft whimpers turning into a blissful gurgle as she choked on his length and spilled seed. Her body arched, momentarily stunned by the sheer volume, before she instinctively tightened around him, resuming to squeeze him dry all over again, fully aware her master was anything but a one-pump chump. Kaiden swiftly composed himself, a calm, almost serene expression replacing the raw intensity of moments before. With regained control, he issued a new message to his viewers. VALHALLA’S SINNERS BROADCAST UPDATE To our Valued Viewers and Esteemed Members, We sincerely apologize for any perceived disruption or dissatisfaction regarding the recent Q&A selection process. We understand your desire for specific and impactful information, and we deeply value your engagement. Please be advised that all Chronos contributions, as per our publicly available terms of service, are considered final and non-refundable. These contributions directly fuel the groundbreaking work and unparalleled content you are currently witnessing, pushing the boundaries of interspecies dynamics and global entertainment. We assure you that all questions submitted are duly noted, and we strive to provide a diverse and engaging experience for our entire audience. Your continued support is crucial as we navigate these unprecedented frontiers. Thank you for being a part of history in the making. Sincerely, The Valhalla’s Sinners The response to Kaiden’s "sincere apology" was immediate and furious. The chat window exploded once more, this time with the indignant roar of powerful CEOs and influential figures. - [Titan Studios]: Unacceptable! This is outright fraud! I demand an immediate escalation to regulatory bodies! My legal team will be in touch! - [CEO_OmniCorp]: @Valhalla’s Sinners This level of customer service is a blatant disregard for invested capital! My company will initiate a full divestment of all associated ventures! - [Baroness_Rothchild]: I have never been so insulted! My Chronos are not for your frivolous entertainment, boy! You will answer our questions or face the full might of my consortium! - [Global_Finance_Head]: This ’no refunds’ policy is egregious! We expect transparency and accountability for funds transferred, not euphemistic corporate platitudes! But while the titans of industry raged, out in the real world, in homes, cafes, and military barracks, a different reaction rippled. People snickered, then chuckled, then outright laughed with disbelief and admiration. "Did he just... tell them to screw off?" someone muttered in a crowded bar. "He actually did it! Threw that corporate bullshit right back in their faces!" a streamer gasped to his own live audience. Across social media, memes instantly blossomed. The most famous one was the one where Kaiden sat casually on the edge of the steaming bath, effortlessly commanding the scene. His expression is one of supreme, unbothered confidence, a slight, knowing grin playing on his lips. Below him, Bastet, an immensely sexy tanned catwoman, is diligently servicing him, her focus absolute, her form a vision of sensual devotion. Projected onto holographic screens surrounding him are the seething, red-faced visages of fat, sweating, rich pigs. Their faces are contorted in expressions of impotent rage, jowls shaking as they point accusing fingers. But Kaiden’s gaze isn’t on them; it’s angled downwards, towards Bastet as if the infuriated elites are nothing more than insignificant, squawking ants at his feet. The text boldly proclaims: "THE GIGACHAD OF CHRONOS: Making Millions in Minutes While Getting Serviced by a Feline Goddess, and Laughing at the Leeches Who Made Him a Millionaire!" "He just took their money, showed ’em a catgirl going down on him, and then told ’em to enjoy the show!" a military recruit guffawed, slapping his knee. "Absolute legend! Those rich cunts got owned!" Kaiden, having enjoyed the brief moment of chaos and basking in the adoration of his catgirl, finally looked up from the current action and then landed on Aria, who was still squinting at the rapidly scrolling text with a frustrated pout. "You know," Kaiden mused aloud, his voice carrying clearly over the stream, "my beloved Moonbeam here is an incredibly smart girl, sharp as a tack, but even she couldn’t read those chat messages fast enough." He sighed dramatically. "This simply won’t do. As the host of this Q&A, it’s my responsibility to ensure a proper flow, and this deluge of text is making it utterly unmanageable." He paused for a moment, and then, as if a switch had flipped in the very air, a slow, predatory smile began to spread across Kaiden’s face. Every muscle in his jaw seemed to shift, his eyes darkening, becoming pools of shrewd, calculating intent. This wasn’t the smirk of a dumb boy playing around with things that were way above his head, which was how they all presumed him to be before the stream started, but what welcomed them instead was the unfurling expression of a king surveying his newly conquered territory. It was a smile that didn’t just encompass the global audience on the screens, but seemed to reach out and touch them directly, a cold, thrilling caress that whispered of their impending surrender. "Therefore," Kaiden declared, his voice deepening, resonating with a power that cut through the remaining chat protests and hushed millions into stunned silence, "to solve this horrible problem, we’re going to auction questions off now."

Chapter 187: No Refunds

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