All Chapters of The King Of Steeze System : Chapter 21
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Prelude to the gala
The morning after the yacht and my phone was the epicenter of the earthquake, it was like waking up inside a headline. Not only did it buzz, but it also vibrated frantically against my nightstands polished marble. Before I picked it up, I gave it a moment to sing its frantic song. A tumbling blur of alerts, articles and tags from every social media platform imaginable covered the screen. 《 SYSTEM NOTIFICATION 》• National Trend Secured: #CrownKingThomas• Reputation Surge: +25,000• Media Bonus: You are now considered “Elite Status” in all major networks.I scrolled with a slight smirk on my lips.These same platforms had treated me like a ghost and a minor player who wasn't worth the digital ink last month. Now a high-resolution image of my face was blown up and displayed on their digital banners. *The Untouchable Wolf* was a headline from a well-known gossip blog that is bold and dramatic and another read: *Crown King Aura — Is Thomas Salazar the Future of Influence?* Although
Just getting started
I stood on the expansive windswept rooftop of my penthouse, gazing down at the black envelope in my hand, the night air shimmering with the electric hum of city lights. It felt heavier compared to simple cardstockAs if it had its own aura, it's own heartbeat, the gold crown sigil engraved on the front appeared to absorb and then radiate the moonlight pulsing with a subtle internal glow. An hour after I'd seen it, the emotion hadn't gone away. 《 SYSTEM REMINDER 》• Quest Active: Crown Circle Gala – Survival of the Elite• Objective: Dominate on a global stage.• Reward: [Global Presence] Skill, Legacy Boost.• Risk: Permanent reputation downgrade if you fail to stand out.I exhaled slowly. This wasn’t like flexing at the pizza shop or owning the yacht crowd. This was stepping into an arena with players who had been kings long before my name trended.This quest, this invitation was a statement that the sand
Crown Circle
There was a silent monument of judgment as the Crown Circle Arbiter towered over the obsidian ballroom. He was more than just a man, he was an institution with a face that was neutral and timeless. The cold intricate light of the black-crystal chandeliers glinted on his diamond-studded staff which served as a conduit of power rather than provide support. His voice which didn't just reach your ears but also sank deep into your bones rolled through the air like velvet-wrapped thunder when he finally spoke. “Tonight the hierarchy resets,” He declared, his words reverberating throughout the room, each one striking with the finality of a gavel. “It has been established that status is not inherited. Now the first round brgins.”I had become used to but never completely at ease with the low-frequency hum that vibrated through the polished floor as if on cue. The System was waking up and encircling the event with its digital conscio