Ding!

[Congratulations, Host, for unlocking a new System Function.]

[Evil Constellation – Live Stream Interface]

[Authorization Complete. System Function is now ACTIVE.]

Description: Through this function, Villains within the System Space are granted the ability to establish direct, real-time interaction with the Host in the real world.

These Villains are able to observe the Host continuously seeing what the Host sees and even what the Host cant see and may actively assist the Host in all matters of life, combat, and growth.

They may guide, teach, advise, manipulate, or refine the Host through direct observation and experience.

This System Function was created for a singular purpose:

To shape the Host into a superior Villain.

Unlocked Capabilities:

• Live Chat Channel: Villains the Host has already interacted with may now communicate instantly through a shared interaction channel.

They may comment, advise, argue, mock, or warn the Host in real time. They can observe the battlefield, surroundings, enemies and the Host's decisions without delay.

• Gift Transmission: Villains may transmit System-recognized gifts directly to the Host during live interaction.

These gifts may include: Skills, abilities, techniques, technologies, rare resources, forbidden knowledge, unidentified items, or other special assets etc.

• Real-Time Presence: Messages, reactions, and responses occur without delay, ensuring uninterrupted engagement. Villains may also communicate with each other, forming discussions, disputes, or alliances during observation.

• Other Functions: [Hidden: ???]

Razeal saw the notification appear in front of his eyes, floating silently in his vision. He didn't react at first. He just stared at it, reading the line once… then again. His brows slowly lifted, just a little, the smallest sign of surprise breaking through his otherwise flat expression.

So the stingy bastard finally decided to give him something worthwhile.

Razeal's eyes moved down the panel as he read the rest, his mind already beginning to turn. Slowly, the irritation he'd been carrying dulled, replaced by something closer to interest.

A live stream.

A Evil constellation interface?

Direct interaction.

"…Huh."

The idea clicked almost immediately.

Become a streamer?

The thought wasn't new. Not even remotely. In his past life, streaming wasn't some that big of a deal.. it was just a work afterall. Streaming, entertaining, manipulating attention, pulling money from rich who liked to watch from the safety of their seats. Different platform, Just same principle.

Only now…

The audience was far richer.

Far stronger.

And far more dangerous.

Villains.

People or things that didn't blink at blood, chaos, or cruelty.

He would stream… and in return, he could receive gifts. Skills. Abilities. Resources. Things that normally required endless negotiation inside the system space. Things that took time, effort, convincing. And convincing villains was always a pain in the ass stingy, suspicious, prideful, and mean for no reason.

This?

This bypassed all of that.

He wouldn't need to go to them anymore.

They would come to him.

"Hah…"

A faint, humorless smile tugged at his lips as he rubbed his chin, eyes narrowing slightly in thought.

Thirsty no longer had to go to the pond.

The ponds would come to him.

The image amused him more than he expected.

Yeah.

This could work.

Actually this could work very well.

And just as that thought settled

[It seems like you really liked the present, right? S-sooo… does that mean, maybe, just maybe… you can forgive me now?] Villey's voice echoed in his head still high-pitched. Overly sweet. Bubbly. The kind of tone that made his skin crawl.

…A sugar-high magical girl voice.

"No, you aren't," Razeal rejected flatly in his mind, not even bothering to give the system the dignity of emotion.

[Ehehe~ but hello~ I gave you such amazing system functions, you know~ Y-you could at least admire it properly, host~ ♡ Mmm~ now come on… let's just forget about that silly matter and move on together~]

Villey continued, clearly embarrassed if a system could be embarrassed but forcing the tone through anyway, like it physically hurt to keep talking like this and yet refusing to stop.

Razeal's eye twitched.

"System functions are for me. And it's my right to have them. You don't "gift" me what already belongs to me. And I'm not even aware how many functions you're hiding from me."

His gaze stayed on the floating panel as he continued.

"Don't you think you should tell me about all of them?"

[Nope~ I can't give those to you, host~]

The system replied in forced cheerfully tone.

[Those system functions are hidden, waiting for you to discover them yourself~ Mmm~ try poking around someday… you might just find them unexpectedly.]

Razeal frowned slightly.

"I have no idea about them. So how exactly am I supposed to "discover" something I don't even know exists?"

"Anyways. Give me back my other two system functions too. The ones you locked. That's enough of your nonsense now."

And then there was a pause.

A long one.

[Umm… about that…]

Villey hesitated.

[I… deleted those. In anger.. You really made me furious, you know.]

You what? Razeal eyebrow twitched violently.

Deleted?

Gone?

His mind flashed back to those two functions ones he didn't use constantly, sure, but ones that had been undeniably useful. Tools he'd earned. Tools that had saved him effort more than once.

And this useless piece of trash just… erased them?

A sharp curse burned through his thoughts.

That bastard.

Razeal pinched the bridge of his nose, eyes closing briefly as he exhaled slowly, forcing himself not to react. Killing the system wasn't an option. He couldn't touch it. Couldn't threaten it.

If he died, it died.

If it died, he was crippled.

A mutual hostage situation.

He shook his head slowly, bitterness settling in his chest.

Unbelievable.

[Hostttt~ listen to meee~]

Villey's voice came again, wavering now.

[Y-you can stay mad, it's okay~ B-but this voice~ this terrible, annoying voice~ I-it's sooo bad it hurts~ I'm begging youuu~ pretty pleaseee~]

"Shut up if you don't want to hear this voice," Razeal snapped in his head, irritation sharp and immediate. "Because I'm definitely not turning it off. Fuck you, Villey. You ungrateful bastard."

The words were venomous, blunt, and final.

He didn't wait for a response. He didn't care if the system heard him properly or not. He simply cut off the mental conversation entirely, his attention shifting away with practiced indifference, as if Villey didn't even exist anymore.

[Nooooooooooooooo!]

The system's voice rang out anyway, high-pitched and dramatic, almost genuinely sounding like it was crying now, stretched out and miserable.

Razeal ignored it completely.

Not even a twitch of his expression changed.

Without wasting another second, he lifted his hand and began tapping through the floating system panel in front of him, fingers moving with growing impatience. He clicked through menus, dragged windows aside, dismissed notifications, opened and closed tabs searching, testing and prodding.

He wasn't about to ask Villey for help.

And honestly even if he asked he knew Villey wont help to activate this function, he'd rather spend ten minutes fumbling around than give it the satisfaction. At most, he might later demand Villey turn off the stupid voice and tone-changing function but that was it.

For now, Villey could suffer in silence.

After a few more taps, the interface flickered.

Then changed.

A different screen finally appeared in front of him.

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[Evil Constellation – Live Stream Interface]

Razeal's eyes narrowed slightly as he focused.

So this was it.

A new window layered itself neatly over the others, darker in color, sharper in design. It felt… heavier. Like something important. Something that carried consequences.

Another notification surfaced beneath it.

[Confirmation Required]

[Activating the Live Stream will expose the Host's actions to all observing Evil Constellations.]

[Do you wish to proceed?]

[Yes / No]

Razeal didn't hesitate.

"Yes."

He tapped the option instantly.

[Live Stream Interface Initializing…]

Ding!!

[Live Stream Interface has been successfully activated.

The system panel shifted again.

Razeal froze.

For a brief moment just a heartbeat he forgot where he was.

On the screen in front of him… was himself.

A live image.

His face. His posture. His movements, rendered in real time, reacting a split second behind him. The angle was perfect, like an invisible camera floating just ahead of his vision.

The sensation hit him unexpectedly hard.

Déjà vu.

A strange, sinking familiarity settled in his chest.

It felt exactly like his past life standing in front of a phone, recording himself. Streaming. Being watched. Performing, whether he admitted it or not.

Only now, instead of a small screen in his hand, it was projected directly into his mind.

Razeal's lips pressed into a thin line as he stared at the feed, his reflection staring back at him with the same expression.

On the side of the live feed there was another panel

[Would the Host like to send invitations to Evil Constellations for the Live Stream?]

[Yes / No]

Below it, smaller text faded into view.

Notice: Only Evil Constellations who have directly met the Villain Host and possess a Relationship Rank of 1 or higher are eligible to join this Live Stream.

Relationship Rankings are evaluated based on:

• Frequency of interaction

• Depth of shared actions

• Mutual involvement in villainous activities

• Emotional and strategic significance

Current scale: Rank 1 → Rank 10

The higher the rank, the closer the bond.

Razeal raised one eyebrow.

Relationship rank?

That was new.

He hadn't seen this thing. Or maybe he had and Villey simply hadn't bothered to tell him about it. The thought made his irritation spike again, but he pushed it down.

So not everyone could watch.

Only those he'd met.

Only those he'd interacted with.

For a moment, The imagination he had formed to have trillions of viewers flooding in from start thinking all Reality Villain's would join, gifts raining down, rewards stacking endlessly Broke.

Guess had to start from low afterall.

And honestly?

That was fine.

Every empire started small.

He exhaled slowly, eyes scanning the interface once more before making his choice.

"Yes."

He tapped the option.

Ding!!

[Invitations have been successfully sent.]

[Awaiting responses from eligible Evil Constellations…]

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