Reincarnated with a lucky draw system

"I would love to have more conversations with you, friend, but I'm expecting my teammates soon enough. Would put you under the radar should they see the two of us together," Nathan said, leaving Void all alone in the villa. His departure was swift, cloak swirling as he vanished into the shadows, leaving behind a trail of unanswered questions.

"Tsk. System, I need this phantom mask upgraded as soon as possible. It's killing me that he can see through me," Void complained. The mask's current limits felt like a vulnerability, exposing him in ways that clashed with his reincarnated caution.

[You can use your plot armour to fix that.]

"As if I haven't tried. It never works. Just like when I want a blessing," Void complained in frustration. The system's plot armor had its quirks, often failing when he needed it most, a reminder of the universe's rules binding even his cheats.

[What if you take a loan. I grant you an upgrade to the phantom mask. In return you can't get any reward for an entire month.]

"You damn loan shark. How is that a fair deal?" Void barked at the system. The offer stung, a predatory bargain that echoed the cutthroat nature of his new world, where power came at a cost.

[Who said I would offer a fair deal? I don't offer fair deals host. No loaner offers fair deal. Plus I'm bending the rules for you. Don't expect me to pay the causality fee by myself.]

"Fine. You win. Go for it," Void groaned. He knew he had to do it for the long run of his plan. He couldn't afford others knowing him that easily. The upgrade was essential, a step toward masking his identity amid growing threats.

Sure he can trust Nathan, but some secrets should be kept as well. Call it just ensuring his safety. In this reincarnated life, trust was a luxury, and Aaron preferred layers of protection over blind faith.

[Very well then. Await the next reward.]

"Tsk," Void clicked his tongue in displeasure. The system's smug tone grated, but the deal was done, a necessary sacrifice for progression.

After spending some minutes within the villa, he left, to meet up with Blade, his informant. The nostalgia lingered, but he pushed it aside, focusing on the next move in his quest for strength.

"My lord," Blade bowed his head the moment Void walked up to him. His loyalty was palpable, a bow deep and respectful, born from the bloodline bond.

"And how did you know it was me? I have never showed you this form before," Void muttered in surprise. The recognition was uncanny, adding another layer to his vampire sire abilities.

"I felt this form of connection with you my lord." Blade's voice was steady, the connection humming like an invisible thread.

"Connection with me? Tell me more on this connection," Void asked. Curiosity piqued, he leaned in, eager to uncover more about his underutilized bloodline.

"Well. The connection ensures I'm totally loyal to you and will never betray you. But yet, I know I have my freedom and can do whatever I want. But I can't betray you. Also I have this knowledge implanted in my head that I will die the moment you die. So I have to protect you at all cost," Blade explained. The words revealed a profound bond, eternal loyalty woven into their very essence.

"Hmm. System, what's that about?" Void asked. "Back in my world, while the bloodline do work, this absolute loyalty isn't so common. Is it just Blade or other vampires I sired?" Aaron asked. The difference from Earth fiction nagged at him, highlighting his gaps in knowledge.

[It isn't just Blade. Every vampire or werewolf you sire can never betray you host.]

"You fucking bastard! Why didn't you tell me this beforehand? Could have improved the strength of my vampires by feeding them other blood except human blood," Aaron complained. Frustration boiled, opportunities wasted due to his own ignorance.

[Again host. You take your bloodline casually. This isn't some game or fiction. You are just wasting an opportunity that so many people will die for.]

"You can't blame me. I actually know little of my bloodline," Aaron defended himself. The system's scolding hit home, a wake-up call in his reincarnated journey.

[I think I will have to rig your rewards in the next day and slam you with a three months ban from receiving any rewards. If you keep getting rewards and don't know how to go about the ones you already have it will be useless.]

"Right. Like giving a kid a gun that he doesn't need. Perfect," Aaron sighed. The analogy stung, underscoring his need to master existing powers before chasing more.

[Has host ever tried creating hybrids? Or turning monsters into hybrids? Or vampires or werewolves? They will be eternally loyal to you. So many opportunities you don't utilize cause you are an idiot. This universe isn't friendly. Especially not to you considering your lineage. If you don't start fighting to grow stronger you will die soon enough.]

"My lord?" Blade muttered, noticing the solemn look on Aaron's face. Concern etched his features, the loyalty bond urging him to check on his sire.

"I'm fine Blade. Just had a wake up call. So tell me Blade, where can we find Endrick?" The system's words echoed, pushing Aaron toward deliberate growth.

"He usually goes to a black market merchant he has had dealings with in the past. But he visits at specific days. Tomorrow will be the next day he visits," Blade explained. The intel was precise, a thread leading to potential allies or enemies.

"Perfect. So Blade what do you say about being a guinea pig? Let's get you some power up," Void said, creating a rift to the sanctuary. The rift shimmered, a portal to his mental domain, ripe for experimentation.

He passed through the rift with Blade behind him. The transition was seamless, the sanctuary's lush energy welcoming them like a hidden fortress.

Aaron agreed with the system. He was taking his growth too slowly and stunting it. The realization hit like a system notification, urging him to accelerate.

He had to grow stronger quicker than he was and be deliberate about it. No more coasting on luck; this world demanded proactive power-building.

Arriving at the sanctuary, the first thing Aaron did was offer angel's blood and vampire blood to Blade. The blood glowed faintly, potent essences that could elevate his aide's strength.

After that, he bit Blade, to turn him into a hybrid. The bite infused power, the transformation beginning with a surge of energy, a test of his bloodline's potential.

"Little one. What do you say about being a hybrid as well?" Aaron asked his little dragon that had grown some centimeters longer since its birth. The dragon's scales shimmered, its growth a sign of budding loyalty.

"Rawr!" Flameborn roared in excitement. The roar was eager, a bond forming beyond words.

"Alright then. You will be next should Blade survive. But I can't just risk your life and try something that might fail. What do you say about visiting some dungeon?" Aaron asked his dragon that he had actually neglected for a bit. The idea sparked, a chance to bond and grow together in battle.