The First Patriarch: Streaming My Cosmic Harem

Azriel wiped a palm down his wet face, slicking his dark hair back as he stared into the glowing interface hovering over his reflection in the mirror.

"System," Azriel called out mentally, stepping out from under the steaming cascade of water. "Show me the updated status."

The blue light expanded, displaying his newly refined attributes in sleek, sharp text.

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[ PRIMORDIAL STATUS ]

Name: Azriel Amaros

Age: 19

Race: Beastman - Nocthari (Black Panther Lineage)

Title: Blessed by Primordial of Lust and Purity

Class: Divine Charmer (Rank: S)

Hidden Class: Primordial Soul Streamer (Rank: Primordial)

Bloodline: Abyssal Ardor Bloodline (Rank: D ➔ C- | Potential: SSS+)

Level: 1 (EXP: 10/200)

Karma Points: 66,752

[ STATS ]

Aether Capacity: 10 ➔ 25

Physical Prowess: 14 ➔ 30

Charisma: 1000

Endurance: 16 ➔ 50

Stat Points Available: 4

[BLOODLINE SKILLS ]

[Shadow-Strike Ardor (Lv. 1 ➔ Lv. 2)]

Harnesses the condensed abyssal energy within the bloodline to execute a burst of explosive speed and absolute momentum.

For 20 seconds, the user turns into a flickering shadow, increasing attack speed by 40% and dealing 50% more damage when striking from behind or from an opponent’s blind spot.

[Ardor’s Ignition (Lv. 1)]

Converts raw emotional passion, unyielding determination, and intense desire into a concentrated blood-flame surge.

Upon activation, the user enters an Ardor-Berserk state where pain reception is suppressed by 50%, and physical stats scale dynamically up to +20% based on the intensity of the user’s resolve and emotional drive.

Unlike mindless rage, this state sharpens focus into hyper-fixated, relentless dominance.

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Azriel inspected the dramatic leap in his physical attributes. His Physical Prowess had more than doubled, while his Endurance had skyrocketed straight to 50.

The crushing weight of Vesperia’s gravity bands wasn’t just manageable now, his body actively absorbed the strain as a baseline workout.

And all of these absurd stats at just Level 1.

It was entirely unprecedented.

Even among women, who held absolute physical dominance in this world, only a rare few possessed Level 1 stats anywhere close to his, and that was strictly if they were born with a bloodline, which was already very rare.

Azriel shifted his focus back to the bloodline tab.

’A jump from D to C- rank literally tripled my durability...’ Azriel thought, staring at the notification.

He had completely bypassed the D+ rank, jumping two entire tiers at once.

Curious, he queried the System about the sudden jump.

Ding!

[The host’s first successful conquest was a Grandmaster-tier powerhouse (Duchess Rosalind). Had the subject been of a lower realm, the bloodline essence would have only elevated to D+ Rank. Overcoming a Grandmaster yielded a dense, high-tier catalyst, triggering a double-rank evolution directly to C- Rank.]

A satisfied smile tugged at his lips.

Reading the description of Ardor’s Ignition, his violet eyes gleamed with a mix of dark joy and raw, violent ambition.

’A berserk state fueled by passion and conviction instead of mindless rage... this is tailor-made for me.’

A thrill buzzed under his skin, making his newly forged muscles twitch.

’Fuck... I need to master the kusarigama so I can enter those dungeons. I want to test this out and slaughter some monsters.’

Meanwhile, the Live Chat was in absolute shambles.

Because the divine system interface was invisible to viewers, the audience could only see Azriel standing under the steaming water, inspecting his newly forged physique.

To make matters worse, Azriel had completely forgotten to switch the stream back to Exclusive VIP Mode after stepping out of the arena.

High-ranking goddesses, matriarchal entity lords, and divine priestesses across the universe were watching a mortal man, the self-proclaimed ’First Patriarch’, drenched in water, completely naked, and flexing his newly evolved muscles.

The comment section devolved into absolute, unfiltered madness, with countless viewers hyper-fixating on the lethal shadow of his massive shaft.

[LIVE CHAT]

[Divine_Empress_V] (Golden): What in the name of... look at the outline on that man. Is he even mortal?!

[Silk&Steel] (White): Wait... I clicked on a recommended stream, and I’m staring at a completely naked male beastman? Why am I not closing the tab...

[Aether_Archon_K] (Golden): My high priestess sent me a link to this stream claiming a mortal was blaspheming the matriarchs... but why is he built like an ancient war god?

[Starlet_Valkyrie] (Cyan): I was literally about to log off, and now I’m holding my breath. Look at those back muscles when he reaches for the soap!!

[Shadow_Angel_X] (Red): A male showing off his physique with such absolute, unapologetic dominance... this is unheard of. Who is his master?!

[Nine_Tailed_Vixen] (Cyan): The maiden goddesses in chat are losing their minds right now! Pure matriarchs dropping their dignity for a mortal glance!

[Sadistic69] (Red): BRO FORGOT TO TURN ON THE EXCLUSIVE MODE?! PUBLIC STREAM IS GETTING THE FULL GOD-TIER VIEW!!

[Moon_Priestess_99] (Cyan): No matter how many times I look at his thick dick, my fingers start to misbehave!!

[Crimson_Fury] (White): Disgusting! Shameless display! A man showing his body so brazenly to the heavens!!!

[Moon_Priestess_99] (Cyan): Shut up, Crimson bitch! Nobody is listening to your hypocritical ass while you’ve already taken the membership!!

[Lusty_Sera] (Golden): My boy has become more handsome!!!

[Boundless_Slacker] (Red): Bro’s casual oversight just triggered a massive wave of VIP conversions. Accidental marketing genius.

Glancing at the corner of his vision, Azriel finally noticed the skyrocketing subscriber notifications and realized his slip-up.

Instead of panicking, a subtle, calculating smirk tugged at his lips.

’Accidental fan service turned out to be a goldmine,’ Azriel thought, chuckling mentally as the Exclusive membership numbers surged.

’I should definitely leave the stream on public during ’accidental’ moments like this from time to time. Easy Karma Points.’

With a mental command, he toggled the stream back to Exclusive Mode before reaching for the body wash and a heavy loofah.

The foul black sludge purged from his marrow possessed a stubborn, pungent stench that even his Ambrosia passive couldn’t immediately overpower.

It took him a solid half-hour of rigorous scrubbing under hot, enchanted spring water to completely wash away the lingering odor, leaving his skin flawless, radiating a clean, intoxicating warmth.

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