Reincarnated with a lucky draw system

Chapter 559: PROMISE OF REVENGE

◈ [Stillness Erasure]

Nothing is allowed to remain stagnant in your presence.

You erase stillness with effortless command.

You can force motion into anything, objects, concepts, time, or even space itself.

You make the unmoving suddenly surge forward, cause the frozen to shatter into fragments, and compel the eternal to shift and change.

Stillness itself becomes nothing more than an illusion you wipe away in an instant.

◈ [Galefather’s Mandate]

As long as anything in existence continues to move, even at the smallest, most microscopic scale, you cannot be erased from reality.

A single vibrating particle, a drifting atom, or a faint flowing current anywhere in the universe guarantees your eternal existence.

You are motion itself. And motion never truly ends.

◈[ Infinite Acceleration Collapse ][Ultimate]

You force every form of motion within a chosen domain into uncontrolled, endless acceleration.

Matter, energy, time, and even thought itself speed up without limit, faster and faster , until reality collapses under the unbearable strain.

Worlds tear apart at the seams. Dimensions unravel like frayed threads. Existence dissolves into pure kinetic annihilation.

And then... silence falls. Because you alone decide when the movement finally stops.

◈ [Crown of the Galefather] [Passive]

Your mere presence alters reality around you in subtle yet profound ways.

Air currents instinctively bend toward you.

Storms gather and swirl as if drawn by an invisible call.

Pressure equalizes in your favor without effort.

Entire worlds begin to develop violent climates simply because you exist within them.

Movement intensifies wherever you go.

Calm vanishes like mist in the wind.

Everything begins to flow and shift under your unspoken rule.

◈ [Current Gate]

Every flow in existence becomes your personal pathway, open and effortless.

Wind currents, breaths of air, pressure streams, atmospheric flows, and even raw kinetic motion itself serve as gates for you.

You step through one and emerge anywhere you desire, across worlds, across dimensions, or even across time.

◈ [Inertia Dominion]

You hold absolute control over the continuation of motion.

You can stop even the most unstoppable forces in an instant... or take the smallest push and make it continue forever with infinite, unrelenting momentum.

Once you decide that something movesi, t never stops.

[WARNING!]

With this bloodline, you inherit both the deepest reverence of life and the raw terror of motion.

Entire worlds will fall to their knees and worship you as a living god of creation, their hearts filled with awe and devotion.

At the same time, ancient abyssal entities and cosmic forces will stir from their long slumber deep within the void.

They will rise with burning hunger, determined to challenge your dominion and drag you back into the endless dark.

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"Not bad," Aaron thought.

He pushed the information to the back of his mind for now.

He avoided creating any new clones.

Until he fully understood how Aegon had managed to control Ego so completely, the risk felt too high.

The memory of that violation still lingered, sharp and unwelcome.

He had even considered recalling Nightflame and Aqua, but realized with a quiet sigh that he couldn’t reach them right now.

With a small shrug, he decided to let the matter rest.

Aaron appeared once more at the same grand palace where he had rescued Void not long ago.

The familiar halls stretched around him, rich with polished stone and faint echoes of distant footsteps.

"Inform Chen Mo I’m here," he said calmly to the young cultivator still standing guard at the entrance.

"And tell him not to waste my time."

He had given his word, and he intended to see it through to the end.

"I’ll be back," Aaron added after delivering the message, his voice steady and final.

In the next breath, he shifted through space and appeared in a completely different location.

The air here felt heavier, charged with an old, familiar tension.

"Baal. Been a while," Aaron said with a calm smile. "Glad to see you in good health."

He stood directly before Baal, the very reason his life had become so difficult in the first place.

If Baal had never killed Dracula or plotted such a betrayal, Aaron was certain he would have been reincarnated as the rightful prince instead of enduring months of suffering as a young man.

"Aaron Highborn," Dracula muttered in shock, his body reacting on pure reflex.

He attacked instantly, releasing a condensed blast of water infused with dark demonic energy that sliced through the air like a razor.

Afterward, Baal drew out a sword, gathering energy around the blade.

But this power felt different from mana, it carried the distinct, sharp resonance of qi.

"Oh. Interesting turn of events," Aaron observed with a small smile, completely unhurt.

The attack from Baal had washed over him without leaving even the slightest mark.

"You use qi now."

"How?" Baal asked, his voice thick with disbelief and rising panic.

"Kneel," Aaron commanded, his tone low and absolute.

Baal could not resist.

His body obeyed against his will, knees crashing hard against the ground with a heavy thud that echoed through the space.

"How long have I been planning to do this to you?" Aaron asked, his smile remaining calm and composed.

"What did you do to me?" Baal roared in fury, veins bulging along his neck.

"A subject dares to bark at its king?" Aaron replied, his expression turning cold and regal.

Baal suddenly roared in agony as intense pain flooded every nerve in his body, sharper and deeper than anything he had ever felt.

It burned like dying, yet death refused to claim him.

Baal stared up at Aaron with wide eyes filled with raw fear and panic.

"Please... stop," Baal pleaded, his voice cracking and weak.

"Alright," Aaron said evenly. "It’s not for me to deal with you after all."

Behind him, a rift tore open in the air, revealing Dracula waiting on the other side.

"It’s him who wants revenge more," Aaron informed Baal, his words carrying quiet finality.

"You can’t do this!" Baal roared, desperately trying to flee, but his body remained locked in place, completely powerless.

"Good luck, and enjoy your time," Aaron said with a final glance before he disappeared once more, returning through space to confront Chen Mo.