After Leaving the guild and rushing to the forest i Start something i alawys wante to do.
Lucky sat cross-legged in the middle of the forest, the late afternoon sun breaking through the canopy above. A soft wind rustled the leaves, and the ambient chirping of birds surrounded him. Yet none of that registered his entire focus was on the gleaming gold Lucky Draw card floating in front of him.
His mana pool was now 50,000. A ridiculous number, considering just a few weeks ago he struggled to break past 5,000. Through clones meditating non-stop and the relentless cycle of absorbing mana using Hunger Domain, he had pushed his limits.
And now he intended to spend every drop.
"No categories," Lucky whispered, eyes narrowing. "Let's just see what fate throws at me."
He clenched his fist, feeding 5,000 MP into the card. A familiar flash of cosmic light bloomed in the air and a card materialized.
Card: Rotten Apple
Tier: 1
Type: Food
Description: Probably not good to eat.
"Seriously?" Lucky groaned, flicking the card away. The apple appeared next to him and rolled into a bush.
[Remaining MP: 45,000]
The second draw shimmered to life.
Card: handful of Sand
Tier: 1
Type: Trick Item
Description: A handful of sand. Can be thrown into someone's eyes.
Lucky stared at it blankly. "I'm going to die one day because of a Tier 1 sandbag, aren't I?"
He drew again.
[Remaining MP: 40,000]
This time, the light pulsed erratically then dimmed. A card with a glowing border appeared.
Card: Tier -2 Consumable – Status Screen
Type: Utility / Consumable
Use: 1
Description: Grants a numerical interface of your physical and magical condition.
**Activation: Think the word 'status'.
Note: Can be merged with a duplicate to increase utility.
"Huh… now that's interesting."
He used his talent to pull the card out within himslef then he saw both cards shine then he get this in his mind
[Merge]
YES/NO
of course he chose YES Both cards turned into disintegrated into golden lights then reassembled into a New card and he didnt bother to read the description he fused it quickly.
And Without hesitation, he thought, "Status."
A soft ringing echoed in his mind. Then a screen, made of translucent energy, appeared in front of him like a panel from another world. His eyes widened.
Name: Lucky
HP: 100%
Stamina: 80%
SP (Soul Power): 12,500 / 12,500
MP: 50,000 / 50,000 (☆)
OL (Origin Luck): 100
Luck: ??? + 10.05
Attack Potency: Small Building — ???? (8-A — ???? )
Strength:Below Average
Agility:Below Average
Perception:Average
Endurance:Below Average
Intelligence:Above Average
"Whoa..."
Looking at his Stats to almost all Below Average made him twitch but it is understable after all he is A nomral boy with Magic power but he wondered what is the (????) next to the Building then it turly hit him this time
'Lucky Hit' Lucky thoughts started to go wild becuase using Lucky Hit if out of nowhere he got a 1,000,000 he can confidely one shot the Palanet but till now he haven't even gotten X20 yet so it is long way to go
Then He tapped the stars next to his MP. A tooltip appeared.
Mana Quality
☆ = +1 boost
★ = +10 boost
Quality affects spell cost, power, regeneration, and synergy with magic-based techniques.
Example: Hunger Domain becomes twice as efficient at one ☆, ten times at one ★.
Higher qualities influence talent growth and adaptability.
Lucky grinned. "So my mana isn't That weak."
He spent a moment absorbing that. The stars alone were game-changing. With ☆ quality, his 50,000 MP was practically a double of what appears on its own. He wondered what kind of freakish spells he could now unleash when he aquire this ★.
But more importantly, he could now monitor his condition live in more details.
"Alright," he muttered. "Let's keep going."
And so, he did.
One draw became two. Two became twenty. Then a hundred. Then thousands.
Each draw cost 5,000 mana. But Lucky wasn't drawing just one per cast. With a little trick that he didn't think was possible , he created a circular summoning matrix using Solid Script magic, embedding "DRAW" into the air with layered words then he Sat in the middle and in started Normally he couldn't do that but When the skill upgraded to a higher Tier a lot and i mean a lot of information Regarding Word magic has appeared so he thought he will give it a go.The result? Multi-draw castings burning through his MP with brutal efficiency.
Each flicker of light dropped a card.
Some were absurd:
Card: Good Looking Spoon(Tier 1)
Card: Screaming Bagpipe(Tier 2)
Card: Transparent Umbrella – Blocks Light Rain(Tier 2)
Some were mildly helpful:
Card: Beast Repellent Powder(Tier 2, Area-based)
Card: Quick Wash Orb(Tier 2, Auto-cleans any gear)
Card: Night Eyes(Tier 2 – Consumable Vision Booster)
Others were… dangerous:
Card: Explosive Toxic Gas(Tier 3, lasts 10 minutes)
Card: Accidental Summon: Carnivorous Batbeast(Tier 3)
Card: Curse Tag – Random Debuff (1 hour)(Tier 3)
He dodged. He ducked. He even screamed once as a flaming bomb launched out of the draw.
He did indeed get injured emotionally that is after all for this dangrous stuff how can he endanger himself all of them by the clones.
But he never stopped.
Which Caused other Clones to be Wary which they all decided to attack him which caused him to calm down.
His storage was now brimming with strange tools, consumables, weapons, scrolls, and potions he didn't even understand yet. Every five draws produced at least one Tier 2 or above. By the 2000th summon, he had dozens of weapons he couldn't even carry, and hundreds of consumables that ranged from "interesting" to "borderline apocalyptic."
After several hours, Lucky collapsed back onto the grass, panting.
MP: 0 / 50,000
Stamina: 33%
HP: 94% (Small scratches from rogue clones)
He was buried under cards and dropped items.
Looking around at the chaos, he sighed. "...This is getting ridiculous."
His clone who had returned earlier to deliver more water was also stacked with gear, visibly irritated.
"We could make a warehouse out of this," the clone muttered.
Lucky blinked. Then a lightbulb clicked.
"A store."
"Huh?"
Lucky sat up. "A store. I have hundreds of items. Some are actually useful. Some might even be rare. What if… I start selling them to the guild?"
The clone crossed his arms. "You want to open a Lucky Draw outlet?"
"No, no more like… 'Lucky's Treasure Trove.' Or… 'Mystery Merchant'!"
"'Rip-Off Emporium,'" the clone suggested.
Lucky smirked. "Nah. It'll be legitimate. I'll have items for guildmates, some for missions, and maybe even gacha-styled purchases. Let the customers take a spin."
He imagined it: guildmates lining up, trying their luck, receiving a bit of dopamine rush and getting random item for a few jewels. A cheaper version of the Lucky Draw, but still exciting.
The possibilities began stacking in his head.
Later that evening
Lucky had just begun organizing his items into crates. Boxes of ores, scrolls, potions, seeds, enchanted items, weapons it was like his personal storage room had exploded. He was humming as he arranged them by category and rarity.
"I've got more tools than the Magic Council right now," he muttered, cracking his back.
An idea began forming he couldn't just hoard all this.
If he didn't use the excess, someone else in the guild could. And if he sold or traded fairly, it wouldn't be freeloading.
The idea of a store returned, stronger this time. Something to help others, but also to fund his quests and growth.
'Lucky's Treasure Trove'
He scribbled the name at the top of his notepad with a grin. Coming soon to the Fairy Tail guildhall.
As he worked, he noticed the clone he'd sent off earlier had just returned but instead of dispelling, it stood there, strangely quiet.
Lucky blinked. "Back already? Did the draw fail again?"
The clone smirked faintly and raised one hand.
Golden light shimmered in the air unnaturally vibrant, almost divine in weight. A card floated down slowly, as if time itself was cautious.
Lucky reached for it, heart pounding as he caught it gently.
The air around him dropped in temperature. A Decay and Death aura pulsed from its edges like a whisper of calamity.
The card shimmered.