Reincarnated with a lucky draw system - Chapter 375

Chapter 375: LIMITED BY DAMAGED SOUL
Wind Beyond Medium

Primordial Gale does not require air, space, or matter to exist, manifesting with equal ferocity in the harshest voids or sealed realms.

It manifests equally within vacuum, void, sealed dimensions, and conceptual realms, unbound by the limitations that constrain lesser winds.

Law of Inevitable Drift

All hostile effects that rely on direct contact or fixed positioning suffer reduced accuracy, as motion subtly deviates outcomes, causing attacks to veer off course like arrows caught in an unseen draft.

Disaster Affinity

Natural and unnatural catastrophes involving movement, storms raging with thunderous fury, landslides cascading like avalanches of stone, collapses crumbling structures into dust, spatial distortions warping reality are amplified in the user’s presence, drawing strength from the Gale’s primordial influence.

Unanchorable Existence

The user cannot be sealed, rooted, pinned, or bound by abilities that rely on positional laws, slipping free like wind through grasping fingers, eternally elusive.

Gale Drift

A constant primordial wind field exists around the user’s body, aligned perfectly with their intent of movement, a protective veil that enhances agility.

This Gale does not push from behind, but removes opposing force in real time, clearing paths and nullifying resistance as if the universe parts willingly before them.

Primordial Tempest Descent

The user summons the full force of Primordial Gale to create a storm that exists beyond the limits of atmosphere, space, or reality itself, a cataclysmic vortex that engulfs all in its path.

This is not weather. This is motion incarnate, a living storm that tears through dimensions, matter, and concepts of stability, leaving behind a reshaped cosmos in its wake, where nothing remains unchanged.

◆ Catastrophe Embodiment (Locked)

The user becomes recognized by reality as a living disaster. Attempts to suppress or erase them trigger compensatory destruction elsewhere.

◆ Motion Without End (Locked)

The user can never be truly halted, frozen, or erased while motion exists anywhere in reality. As long as something moves, so do they.

◆ World-Rending Gale (Locked)

Unleashes a transcendent wind that pushes the world itself aside, creating continental displacement, spatial fractures, and permanent scars in reality.

◆ Exile on the Endless Wind (Locked)

Targets are cast into an infinite, directionless current where movement has no destination. They are neither killed nor trapped, they are forever carried.

◆ Vortex of Absolute Motion

The user generates a spherical vortex of wind centered on themselves that rotates in impossible multidirectional flows.

Every force and object inside is pulled, twisted, and shredded simultaneously from multiple directions.

Movement within the vortex is physically impossible, all resistance is negated. The vortex can expand outward, consuming neighboring regions, flattening terrain, and creating tornadoes of debris hundreds of meters tall.

Aaron’s eyes scanned the glowing system information that hovered before him like ethereal script etched in the void.

The words shimmered faintly in the dim light of his surroundings, promising powers that seemed both intoxicating and distant.

He leaned forward slightly, his brow furrowing as he absorbed the details of his newly obtained talent, feeling a mix of anticipation and frustration bubbling within his chest.

[You can’t make use of the ability. Your soul is too fragile and weak to store and make use of any Primordial talent. The talent is temporarily stored and will be awarded when your soul has been completely healed.]

The message appeared abruptly, its mechanical tone cutting through his thoughts like a sharp blade.

Aaron’s shoulders slumped, the weight of disappointment settling over him like a heavy cloak.

He let out a slow breath, the air escaping his lips in a quiet sigh that echoed in the empty space around him.

“Great. Can’t even make use of any ability. The perfect news I need to elevate my spirit,” Aaron muttered under his breath.

His voice carried a sarcastic edge, laced with the weariness of someone who had grown accustomed to such relentless setbacks.

He ran a hand through his disheveled hair, feeling the strands tangle slightly under his fingers, a small distraction from the growing irritation in his gut.

“Oh well. Need to get my mind off it. And there’s no better way to do that other than keeping my mind busy,” Aaron consoled himself.

His words hung in the air, a feeble attempt at self-motivation amid the vast, silent expanse that enveloped him.

He straightened his posture, drawing in a deep breath that filled his lungs with the cool, sterile air of the void, steeling himself for what lay ahead.

Space warped around him, twisting and folding like fabric caught in an invisible gale.

The distortion rippled through space, pulling at the edges of reality with a low hum that vibrated through his bones.

Aaron felt the familiar pull, a sensation akin to being drawn through a tunnel of swirling shadows, as he sought out the next challenge that awaited in the unknown depths.

—-

In a grand hall adorned with crystalline walls that gleamed under the soft glow of hovering orbs, a young lady named Lilian approached her father with measured steps.

The floor beneath her feet was polished to a mirror-like sheen, reflecting the intricate patterns of stars and galaxies etched into the ceiling above.

The air carried a faint scent of ozone, a remnant of the advanced energy fields that powered the domain.

“Father, a galaxy cluster under our domain has disappeared from the universe,” Lilian informed her father.

Her voice was steady and composed, echoing slightly in the vast chamber.

She stood tall, her elegant robes flowing like liquid silver around her slender frame, her dark hair cascading in waves that framed her sharp, intelligent features.

She was the daughter of the governor over the super cluster. Her presence commanded respect, her eyes holding a depth of wisdom that belied her youth.

The favorite of everyone within the super cluster who knew her, Lilian’s reputation preceded her. Her poise was unmatched, a blend of grace and authority that drew admiration from allies and subordinates alike.

Her strength, calmness, and administrative prowess were flawless.

She navigated the complexities of governance with an ease that seemed almost innate, her decisions always precise and forward-thinking.

It was no longer a debate, but an open knowledge that she would be the next to succeed her father.

Whispers in the corridors of power already hailed her as the inevitable heir, her path to leadership illuminated by her unwavering competence.