Demonic Pornstar System

Sarah tried, she really did. "They'll… they'll figure something out. They always do." But the words came out hollow, lacking the spark of conviction she usually carried when defending her idols. She shoved the spoon into her mouth anyway, as though chocolate could fill the void her words left.

For once, it didn't.

She glanced at her screen and noticed the silence lingering far too long. Her brows knit together. "Horny Bitch, what's going on with you? You're being way too quiet. This is so not like you."

And indeed, the third participant, the usually unhinged, turbo-horny chaos engine of the group wasn't moaning, wasn't purring, wasn't rambling about Kaiden's girthy, pussy slayer cock or Nyx's heavenly thighs, Bastet's gorgeous tanned skin and other exotic features, Luna's adorable pouts and gamer girl cursing, or Aria's otherworldly, supermodel physique.

That's right; her hands, for once, were not buried down her panties. Her voice finally broke the silence with a weary sigh.

"I'm… worried."

That single word from her was heavier than Emilia's screams.

Leia cleared her throat, sounding uncharacteristically sober. "This isn't just a smear piece. If Maximilian's push sticks, Valhalla's Sinners might never stream again. Their uploads could get downvoted to oblivion. If that happens, the platform's algorithm might stop showing them altogether…"

Emilia gasped before audibly slapping a hand over her mouth. Sarah froze mid-bite, and her spoonful of Nutella slipped free from her trembling fingers and splattered onto her pajamas and then the bedsheet.

"Right, that might happen!" Sarah whispered with a pale face. "But… Due to the many haters, they'd get a lot of views, just accompanied by a lot of dislikes… Maybe it won't hide their content."

Leia shook her head, voice full of dejection. "Maybe, maybe not. But I think Valhalla's Sinners, as we know it, is over. They'll likely take a long hiatus so as not to face the overwhelming hate, and if the public opinion ever subsides, then they might return one day."

Emilia's second gasp sounded, after which her silent tears increased their flow. "No more Kai and Sinners…?"

Her voice sounded as if her beloved puppy had just passed away. "I was just starting to really like Bastet, too… Her actions in the undead maze were so cool!"

"…" Leia sighed with a heavy heart. "Yeah, the tanned kitten is one badass bitch for sure. I still stroke my kitty to her subjugation video every night… But if my guess is right, Kai and the girls will now focus on their awakened lives in full. I'm honestly shocked they took content creation so seriously when they could just join a giant guild like New Dawn, The Radiant Order, or Crimson Dominion and have a much more stable life. They'd still get paid millions and have their equipment and training taken care of, and instead of having to team up with nasty cunts like that puppet bitch, they would have professional, loyal teammates."

"Well… at least we'll see them in the news from time to time then…" Sarah whispered, eliciting a strong wail from the poor Emilia and her broken little heart.

*Beep!*

Sarah's phone beeped.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she nearly dropped the Nutella jar from her lap.

Valhalla's Sinners.

With her hands trembling, she scrambled to see what it was. The screen glowed against her wide eyes.

[New Post – Valhalla's Sinners]

Her heart thundered. She tapped it faster than ever before.

The message unfolded. Unlike their usual colorful, chaotic posts filled with jokes, memes, and teasing banter, this one was stark in contrast, regarding how cold and professional it was. Clearly, this post was a statement toward the entire public, not just their fanbase.

[Official Statement from Valhalla's Sinners

In light of recent events, we feel compelled to address the community directly.

It has come to our attention that ChronosX, spearheaded by its CEO, Maximilian, has resorted to malicious and defamatory tactics against our group. The recent 'revelations' he brought before your eyes are designed to cripple a competitor who has grown too quickly for their liking.

This was not an accident. It was a deliberate strike. A criminal act.

We have already begun the legal process against Maximilian Vice and ChronosX. Make no mistake: justice will be sought, and accountability will be enforced.

To our supporters, know this: we are not cowards. We are not fragile. We are not so easily intimidated.

Valhalla's Sinners will not bow.

Our next stream goes live soon. We'll see you there.]

Sarah's breath hitched.

She felt goosebumps race across her arms as the words sank in. Emilia's cries turned into a stunned hiccup as her tears froze midstream. Even Leia went completely silent, far too shocked at this revelation.

Then, slowly, the corners of Leia's lips curved upward. It wasn't her usual smug smirk, nor the sultry grin she wore when raving about her fetishes. No, it was something far sharper. A devilish expression overtook her previous serious expression right before her whisper came out as a low purr.

"Kai… Girls… You chose to fight… I'm so proud of you all…"

Her voice carried a tremor of exhilaration, savoring the taste of being wrong.

Sarah slammed her fist into her palm as her eyes began blazing with sudden fire. Her Nutella jar fell to the floor, forgotten.

"I'll mod every single one of us! Not just you two, but the other girls who've always been on their best behavior in the chat. We'll make a squad, no, an army! We'll protect our Rosy Knight and his roses!"

Her words shook with conviction as a righteous flame was now burning where despair had been only moments ago. "The time of being mere bystanders who watch from the sidelines is over! We take up arms and march into war!"

"Y-yeah!" Emilia's voice transformed into an adorable squeak before erupting into a shout that was all heart and no hesitation. "I'll mute the nasty motherfuckers by the hundreds!"

It was rare to hear her curse, and that only made it more powerful. The three of them laughed through their lingering tears as their heavy hearts were now beating in unison.

No matter how ugly things got, they had made their choice. They would stand by Kaiden and his girls not just as fans, but as defenders.

In their previous fright, the trio of fangirls had forgotten something vital. Valhalla's Sinners were never fragile. They had always walked a path that drew eyes, both adoring and venomous. Their approach to content creation was outrageous, ridiculous even, in the face of the world. Haters had already hurled every insult imaginable at them. And yet, they endured. No, they outright thrived.

So why would they crumble now? Why would they break here, when the stakes had only grown higher?

In their official statement, Valhalla's Sinners had not addressed a single one of Maximilian's accusations. They hadn't played his game, hadn't dignified his lies. They refused to be dragged into a global online drama fest with ChronosX, choosing instead to move forward as they always had: loud, unshaken, and together.

What they had done was scream loud and clear to the world:

We are not done.