Twin Reincarnation: Epics Of The Worldline-Chapter 138 Seduction Vs. Sword

[El's POV: ]

<This is crazy, nya.>

"Isn't it? I didn't know you were so famous dear."

<Nyaaaaaaa? How am I famous?>

"Don't you check our own page? Most of them are your own fans, sweetie."

<Fans? Mine? What page? Why don't I know about this, nya?>

"Awwwwww, so there's something you don't know about yourself, hun? Hehe, search up. GullibleSnowball_33#3. We will be earning a ton thanks to all the fans you have gathered over these years, hehehe."

He was surprised, shocked even. The great Merchant ruler of the dark had no idea he was a social media influencer with one of the top current followings and an active fan base of billions perhaps trillions if we count the anonymous people.

<Nyaaaaaa? That's me? That cute kitten that everyone talks about is me? How nyaaaaa?! Why am I so cute?!>

He certainly knew about the account, and the first thing he did after searching it up, was to follow himself with his account. Dummy wasn't even following his own account, hehe.

'Well, I never told him. And I managed the account so he also never knew about this even though we played around almost every other day. But now he knows that the famous cute white cat everyone talks about is in fact him.' 𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚗𝚘𝚟ｅｌ.ｃ𝚘𝚖

He wasn't famous, not exactly in the 'famous' way famous.

People knew him, certainly. But, not directly.

He was the merchant who made deals while staying in the shadows. His ID was known, but not many people had actually met with him or made direct deals with him.

He was the secretive kind of guy that had hands in all fields all around the Worldline but since few people had met him, and that too in his other form, nearly no one knew about this cute side of him. Not until he was mine and we created his account and posted every single one of his cuteness there.

We earned quite a bit from that just through the user traffic but now that we were doing our first ever stream, my little Raz's entire fan club, my and Lucy's <TOT> fan club, and our business partners, customers, these spectators, and the new people who will randomly stumble upon our stream were making it 'booooom' all over the net.

We had just finished setting up the stream and since we borrowed Raz's equipment for a short while, the quality we were providing was the best one available, something that very few people possessed on the entire network.

This streaming equipment itself was worth a fortune and was one of a kind, so, just the streaming quality made it too attractive to ignore for anyone who would see it.

It would soon be pinned on the 'hot content' table and the view ship will increase even more. And, since this was our start as the streamers, though partially anonymous ones, getting this on the 'Hall of fame' wouldn't be a bad idea, right?

'The best first stream of a channel. They will choose a nice title for it as well, and since I did the groundwork, this was obviously going to be the best.'

<Nyaaaaa! I'm famous!>

"Of course you are, hehe. But that's my account and so are the profits. Don't even ask for them."

<Nah, nya. You can keep that pocket change… just keep doing what you do with this account.>

"Hehehe, of course. I will give you access to it later so that you can interact with your fans when you want~."

This little one's eyes were smiling while he looked through the account, the photos, the comments, and all the fame he gained from it.

Reading the positive comments of these people, looking at their responses, and seeing all the love he was getting just by being himself must be a first for him.

'He was cruel, selfish, materialistic, and arrogant. The people he had killed until now were impossible to count even for me. The things he had done, some of them at least, weren't something he would ever be forgotten from. The hate countless people had for him was abundant. But, he knew for what he wanted to achieve, to have what he had always desired, some things were inevitable.'

Even if the world doesn't understand the meaning behind those happenings, even if he was hated by countless others, even if he was a bad person in countless eyes, he had a goal to achieve. And for that, he had accepted that he would have to live as a being of the shadows, forever.

He had accepted that long ago, and still, in this moment, he was seeing something he had never expected.

People liked him, the real him, his true self that he had only ever shown to us. So, even though he knew the Merchant ruler of the dark was a different person from this fluffy, chubby kitten, they were the same beings.

He was loved, and it was only possible thanks to me, and for that, this little cutie of mine was grateful.

<Nya, anyways. Why isn't Lucy finishing that dumb bitch quickly? She's just a monster at this point, so does he want her to go through all the battle phases, nya?>

"Yup. That's the content of this stream, dear. The Seduction Vs. Sword. A fight between an aspiring swordmaster and a broken, corrupted, mind-dead demoness succubus who has not received love and pleasure from many millennials.

I used the technique and new stuff that people hadn't seen yet so if this fails and my dear pretty darling screws up, we will be in a bit of a situation."

<Bit of a situation? Nya, you would be courting extinction if things go south, dear contractor.>

The little bastard was smiling just like me, he surely had become my perfect little cute now~.

<Oh, but, wouldn't doing some kind of Coventry be better? The chat looks confused a little.>

"Nah, it's alright. This is the first stream, remember? We will improve it one step at a time."

Lucy was still on the defensive since that bitch hadn't finished her first stage yet.

He was waiting for the moment she entered the serious battle mod so that he could start his own offensive as well. And from the looks of it, she was starting right now.

She had used her ribbon skill that brought out some unsightly pink ribbons from the ground which were wiggling like some jello or seaweed, and they will attack him now, or will try at least, ultimately ending up damaging the user of the skill herself.

<Nya, the fact that this is your first skill and that you will improve going forward is absurd even to me, nya. What will those poor people do?>

"Nothing? What do have have to do in the first place? I'm doing all the work so they just have to sit back, enjoy, and donate money to us poor people. Watching him fight that dumb bitch is fun anyway, right?"

<It is, nya. Hmmm… anyway, do you have something for me, nya? I'm hungry after all that work… oh! Looks like he's going offensive~!>

"Yeyeye! Come, sit! I have lots of treats so just look forward to it~!"

The ribbons that emerged from the ground attacked Lucy while that bitch stood in one place, spread some white fog around the place, and summoned some magic circles that seemed to be of illusion series.

"Now that's a new pattern."

<Hmmm? Nya?>

"Nah, nothing. Eat this."

We have fought her a couple dozen times and the pattern had only changed a few times.

We knew she wasn't the intelligent and unpredictable kind of boss monster that owned the place they ruled but, a dumb kind of monster that had fixed phases of battle.

If it were a sane demon with the same stats as her, this fight would be impossible. We would have almost died long ago anyway. But, he was fighting her by himself and I was here watching him delightfully take down that bitch by himself.

Her skills made her advantageous against the magicians and the common spells were mostly useless against her.

Handling her with physical attacks was batter and I was thinking of showing off my duel-wielding skills but now that Lucy had a chance to get another one of his own unique titles, we had a very little chance to get more of those purple reward boxes, this was better.

And he was going on the offensive, which meant this fight would end in an hour or so now and we would clear the dungeon unless something very unexpected happened, therefore, enjoying this fight like all the other people watching it was better than doing the physical work.

-Booooooooooooom!

She used the magic for the first time and created an illusionary space where she tried seducing him once again, trying to show him things that were 'hot' and 'sexy' and 'pretty'. Things that he will find disgusting at the very least. And she will try touching him as well, but she would try all that nonsense against my Lucy. A bastard who had a tougher mentality than divine metals.

Those cheap tricks weren't going to work against him, and she was dumb too, so unless she goes totally nuts, he will be fine. Though he will be hurt physically, I will heal him from here.

He had me so if things don't go the way we planned, I will help him and we will take this bitch down together.

'Hopefully that doesn't happen though. I wanna see him kill her by himself so that she could receive a proper end by the hands of a properly pure person.'

It wasn't her mistake that she became like this. She was a normal person before all this happened and she was imprisoned here.

She used to be talented and she was from a famous family as well.

She coincidentally stumbled upon this place, it was a coincidence she was imprisoned here, and it was also a coincidence that she was left alone for such a long time.

All those things were coincidences but, while she was here, she herself chose to give up, she chose to stay here and make this her territory, She became corrupted herself, and she broke because she gave up.

'She wasn't strong enough to survive the trails placed before her.'

And now, she's a monster. A monster who only wants pleasure and nothing more.

She was pretty good and could have been even better. Perhaps she could have become an asset to us if she had sustained her sanity at the very least. But, no.

She was a boss monster of a dungeon. That was it.

She never wanted this, no one would, and she was suffering right now, so we had to end it for her.

'She's still a bitch though. I couldn never forgive her even though she had done nothing to us directly.'

She will die here today.

And giving Lucy the chance to kill her himself, was better than dying miserably by my hands…