The sound was no longer a crackle, it was a continuous, bone-deep roar that vibrated through the floor, through Aaron's teeth, through the very air.
"Now this is what I'm talking about," Aaron said, grin widening.
He could feel the deepened connection, Black Sphere wasn't just a tool anymore. It was awake. Aware.
And it wanted to win as badly as he did.
"While we're at it… system draw," he said mentally.
The odd, unexplainable certainty had been building in his chest since the tier-up like the universe itself had tilted slightly in his favor and was waiting for him to reach out and claim the prize.
He closed his eyes for half a second.
And pulled.
The system interface bloomed behind his eyelids in clean, silver text.
[Draw initiated…]
The illusory wheel materialized behind Aaron once more, its spokes blurring with violent motion as it spun faster than ever before, radiating an otherworldly pressure that made the very air hum.
