As soon as he went live, five people joined. It was as if they had been waiting in a queue and rushed in the moment the shop doors slid open.
"Hey, guys. How have you been?" he asked in a light tone, adjusting the camera so his face stayed in the center.
He looked down at the chat, and they had already started flooding it with messages and emojis.
Myuri: [Kyleeeee! (╥﹏╥) I thought you wouldn't come today! I was staring at the "offline" screen without blinking.]
Ethara: [Good evening, Kyle. I hope you liked my gift.]
Tharos: [Kyle... hugs... pat pat. Good job today. Proud of you.]
WarHorse: [MUAHAHAHA! That bastard got deleted from existence! What a glorious display! That's my brother!]
One-eyed: [You lost control... but damn, the last attack was cool.]
Kyle wryly smiled behind the mask. "So you guys watched everything, huh?" As he had thought, they were all deities or something similar, watching everything happening in the mortal plane.
