Chapter 218: New Sin
She listed them off:
"Cosplay Dungeon Delve" – Girls dress as characters chosen by fans and do mock fights or mini-games with Kaiden.
"You Write It, We Do It" – Fan-scripted skits performed live, lightly improvised. Chaotic. Hilarious. Addictive.
"Date Night Roulette" – RNG chooses a setting. Fans vote who Kaiden goes on a "date" with in that scene.
The Chairman groaned.
"I asked for surveillance," he said. "What I got was an immersive psy-op."
Grace smiled at her boss’s misery as easily as she breathed. After all, it was he who sent her to watch them. "A very profitable one at that, if I’m reading this donation graph correctly. They’re just sitting at the bunker we provided for them free of charge, using the equipment we send them free of charge, and making more bank than some of our best agents."
"I don’t care about their donations," the Chairman muttered. "I care about what comes after. What they’re building toward."
He stared once more at Kaiden’s face, paused now mid-wink toward the camera.
"We’re not watching an entertainer," he said. "We’re watching the rise of something we’d never seen before. This is not a cult he’s building..."
Grace arched a brow. "Charismatic leader, devoted followers, overwhelming trust, emotional rituals, and exclusive tiers of enlightenment? What’s that if not a cult?"
"I fear we don’t have a proper term for it, for no one has ever done what Kaiden plans to achieve. It doesn’t exist yet. That’s what my instincts are telling me."