The chat was lively but not explosive. Her room had a comfortable base of twenty-odd Kings and a dozen Emperors, all regulars who kept the gift economy ticking.
Kings and Emperor's are ranks specifically for people who had spent a certain amount of money on streams. They all have their own benefits and features..
At that the notification dropped.
[A Streak of Green on the Head has activated Emperor status in Xenia's room.]
The red Emperor banner blazed across every active stream on the platform...
The chat detonated.
ToeSnifferSupreme: [The super tycoon is HERE!!!]
SirYeetsALot: [Wait. Is this the guy who dropped five million the other night?]
PancakeBandit: [Has to be. Who else activates Emperor on entry like that?]
MainCharacterDelusion: [Bro walked in like he owns the building.]
Xenia's eyes lit up. She'd heard the rumors. Some anonymous whale had been burning through millions in gifts across the platform, appearing and disappearing without warning. And now he was in her room.
She wasn't about to let him leave.
"Thank you so much for joining, Master Streak!" She clasped her hands together, beaming. "Let me dance for you. Consider it a welcome gift from me to you."
She launched into a choreographed routine, all smiles and energy. She danced to a cute song, her boobs and curves swinging, gracing all the viewers with such a great sight. It was clear she was putting great effort to hook Stan to her stream...
GrandmaWithAShotgun: [Is this the power of money? 😭]
EmotionalDamageDealer: [Streamer, you've changed. You used to have principles.]
Then the rockets started.
Super Rocket × 10
Super Rocket × 50
Super Rocket × 100
Super Rocket × 200
SirYeetsALot: [HE'S GOING!!!]
PancakeBandit: [WHY IS HE STILL GOING???!!!]
PlotArmorExpired: [Here we go again… hide your wallets!]
ToeSnifferSupreme: [All hail the big boss 🙇♂️]
Stan wasn't watching the chat. He wasn't watching Xenia dance. His thumb moved with mechanical precision, tap, confirm, tap, confirm, feeding rockets into the room like coins into a slot machine that only paid out in doubles.
Xenia's viewer count had been hovering around three million. Within minutes, it blew past five. Then eight. Then ten million, rocketing her straight to the top of TikTuk's live rankings.
"Thank you. Master Streak. Thank you so much." Xenia's composure was cracking. She was bowing between words, hands clasped, voice trembling. "What song would you like? Anything. Name it. I'll sing whatever you want."
No response. Stan was still gifting.
Super Rocket × 300
Super Rocket × 400
Super Rocket × 500
Super Rocket × 600
1HPAndCrying: [Bro just pressed "skip poverty arc" 💀]
LagIsMySuperpower: [It's been thirty minutes and he hasn't stopped.]
UnpaidInternOfChaos: [This man is not human.]
ReportMeForExisting: [BRO IS HE OKAY???]
CarriedByLuck: [At this point he owns the platform]
CtrlAltDefeat: [Someone unplug him PLEASE]
IQOnAirplaneMode: [I blinked and he dropped my rent for 2 years]
ChickenNuggetOverlord: [This isn't gifting… this is terrorism 😭]
NoThoughtsJustVibes: [He's not a viewer, he's the FINAL BOSS]
RespawnAndRegret: [Streamer just unlocked sugar daddy DLC]
Time passed quickly. Thirty minutes became forty. Forty became fifty.
Super Rocket × 999
Super Rocket × 1,000
Super Rocket × 3,000
Super Rocket × 5,000
FuelPriceBossFight: [He just swept the top of the global rankings in under an hour.]
LostToAFish: [I'm watching history.]
YourDadOnWiFi: [Son… come home… we need this money 😭]
MoistBreadEnjoyer: [I feel poor just watching this]
SpaghettiInMyPockets: [He just bought my entire bloodline]
The numbers were staggering. Over five thousand Super Rockets, ten million dollars in raw gifting value. After the platform's fifty-percent cut, Xenia stood to pocket over five million in personal income from a single session.
To put that in perspective, her previous top donor had dropped eight million over the course of months, and that money had been funneled through her management guild. Every dollar had to be returned. It was house money, not hers.
This was different. This was real.
Xenia was losing her mind on camera.
"Master Streak, I've already sent you a Snapchat request. Please accept it!"
There was no response, just a heavy silence...
"Master Streak, why are you ignoring me?"
Nothing.
"Am I not cute enough?"
Still nothing.
"Master Streak…?"
SirYeetsALot: [Streamer, you've changed. You are actually simping.]
SkrrtOnCooldown: [Is this the same ice queen who told her last Emperor to 'calm down'?]
CarriedByLuck: [At this point he owns the platform]
[Xenia: Favorability +20]
Stan finally stopped.
[US Construction Bank. Incoming: $21,012,000.]
Over twenty million in returns. The rebate system was holding. At this rate, a billion wasn't a fantasy.
But when he glanced at Xenia's stats, his enthusiasm dimmed.
[Xenia: Favorability 20]
'Still twenty. The same number it had been after the first few rockets. Ten million dollars later and the needle hadn't moved a single point.'
'interesting,' Stan thought flatly. 'so does money alone doesn't move everyone equally, women mindset are so complex, they love money so much but it's still hard to raise their favourability by gifting them.'
Sighing, he accepted her Snapchat request. A message came almost instantly.
"Master Streak! Are you on Inksea Island too? Are you free tomorrow? Let's grab a meal. My treat!"
Her eagerness practically vibrated through the screen. Stan Harrison was a whale of legendary proportions; getting close to him could only mean good things.
"No. I have plans tomorrow."
He had dinner with Sarah. That came first. With tomorrow plans, it was simply impossible to meet up with Xenia.
He set the phone down and closed his eyes.
Within the hour, the story had already spread beyond Xenia's room. The name A Streak of Green on the Head was on every streamer's radar, whispered about in group chats, screenshotted in fan forums, dissected in reaction threads.
Female streamers across the platform bookmarked his profile. Some sent private messages, subtle invitations, not-so-subtle hints, everything from "I'd love to sing for you sometime" to photos that left very little to the imagination.
By morning, "Mysterious Tycoon Drops Millions on Female Streamer" had climbed onto Guugle's trending search list.
Stan slept through all of it.