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Welcome Harry Potter to the Chaos Gacha!

Harry stared blankly at the words floating in mid-air in front of his eyes. It had finally happened—decided Harry. He had obviously gone crazy and was hallucinating. The stress of the dementors and rescuing Sirius, along with everything else he had gone through in Hogwarts, had finally taken its toll on him. Harry made to roll of the bed. It was best to write to the headmaster about this. However, the next moment he froze as the words changed again.

"You are not crazy. The Gacha is a gift granted by fate as compensation for all the hardships you have gone through and the ones yet to come. You may also think of it as a gift for your heroics."

Harry sat up on his bed in his bedroom at Privet Drive. He spoke quietly. It was midnight in Privet Drive, and he had no intention of waking his "family". By mentioning the fact that his Godfather was an escaped convict who had been previously jailed for mass murder, he had finally been allowed to keep his school things in his room. But he had no intention of pushing things too far. There was no possible way for Sirius to end up in Privet Drive. Not without the risk of capture. Besides, he only had to spend one month in Privet Drive. Dumbledore had told him at the end of last year that as he grew older and his magic grew stronger, the time needed to renew the blood wards would lessen.

"How do I know that this is not a prank? Asked Harry as her wet his lips.

"The only way to know for certain is to roll the gacha."

Harry huffed out a breath and made up his mind. Whatever this was, it was obviously not going to go away. Besides, he had killed a basilisk and chased away dementors. If the Gacha was malicious, he would deal with it then.

"Fine! How do I roll, and what do I need to roll the Gacha?" Asked Harry, mentally preparing himself for ludicrous or impossibly hard conditions.

"Rolls can be done with tickets. Tickets are earned by achievements, personal milestones, or feats." Tickets differ in rarity, in order from Bronze, Silver, Gold, Platinum, Diamond, Legendary, Mythical, and Divine. The higher the achievement, the better the ticket. Three free gold tickets have been granted as a starter gift."

"And what kind of stuff can I get from the rolls?" asked Harry cautiously.

"Anything from Familiars, Skills, Traits, Abilities, and Items. Depending on the tickets and your luck, they can vary in quality from trash to divine. Should I start the rolls?"

Harry sat quietly thinking. For a moment it appeared as if the whole world was holding its breath. It was almost 4 AM, and Privet Drive was quiet. A bad dream, which he was rapidly forgetting, was the reason he was awake this early. Then he took a deep breath and spoke: "Do it?"

Rolling three Random Gold tickets:

[Petal Burst]

|Rare Ability|

RWBY - Allows you to temporarily shift into the form of a mass of rose petals to move at super speed for a short duration. In rose form, you are more resistant to physical attacks, but the larger the mass, the higher the energy consumption. In addition, your control over your direction is lessened.

[Murder Swarm]

|Rare Ability|

Allows you to transform into a murder of 100 crows at will. You can perfectly control each crow, and you are equally each crow. Whenever a crow gets killed, you take 1% damage. You can also partially turn into crows and use them to deliver messages, spy on people, etc. You will return to 100 crows even if you lose 30, as long as you recover all of your health.

[Aware]

|Rare Trait|

You have an enhanced sense of awareness, far beyond the average. You can easily tell when there is something wrong with your body; it is hard to catch you by surprise, and you can more easily tell what is going on around you.

Harry exhaled slowly. He was suddenly aware of his body and his surroundings in far more detail than ever before. He could even feel his magic. It felt like the calm surface of a deep river or a sea. Conversely, he was also now aware of the magic in his scar. He closed his eyes and carefully felt for the magic in his scar and was surprised to feel two different kinds of energy. One carried a warm and affectionate undertone. It was calming in a way that he had rarely ever felt in his life. The other one, however, was malicious, but was being actively suppressed by the first. More than that, he was suddenly aware of the fact that he was hungry and slightly sore.

"Gacha! How do I use these traits and abilities?"

"Abilities can be used by placing them in ability slots. By default, you have one ability slot. Every five abilities unlock one more slot. Abilities can be switched out at will. There is, however, a cooldown time of five minutes before you can switch abilities. In your case, you can also use certain abilities as spells, without using slots. That, however, either requires a magical focus such as your wand or wandless magic, along with practice. You can slot and change abilities by thinking about it. Traits act as passive skills by actively changing your body in beneficial ways and are always active unless switched off."

Harry's mind raced as he processed the new information. This was incredible. He had faced danger every year since starting Hogwarts. As he read through the descriptions of the two abilities and his sole trait, he couldn't help but think of all the danger that he had gone through and all the ways the abilities would have helped. As Harry got ready to slot an ability, he was interrupted rudely by the letters in the interface.

"My sincere apologies, host, but before we can continue, there is the matter of your curses."

"Wait, hold on a second. What do you mean by curses?"

"Yes, curses as in plural. You can think of it as a negative condition in your body. The curses have been present since the day your parents were murdered. However, the good news is that depending on the severity of the curses, you can obtain tickets from the Gacha. Not to mention that the curses themselves can be resolved; either with rolls or by other means."

"Fine! Go for it. I knew there had to be a catch."

As Harry watched, more texts appeared in his vision.

[Uh Oh]

|Severity 9|

This is not good. (A/N: In actuality, this curse does nothing but make the user paranoid about what it could possibly do.)

|Resolve: None, a one-and-done deal.| One Gold random

[Four Eyes]

|Severity 4|

You have naturally bad eyesight, causing you to need glasses to be able to see properly. Thankfully, the curse comes with a single pair of prescription glasses.

|Resolve: Get your eyes fixed by either someone with at least Adept level Medicine or a Biokinetic ability, or heal your condition through magical means.| One Silver random

[Neat Freak]

|Severity 3|

You are bound by compulsion to be neat, making you very uncomfortable when you are dirty and slightly decreasing your energy recovery and output when you are dirty.

|Resolve: Achieve Adept level Discipline or a trait that increases your mental resilience. | Reward: One Bronze Random ticket

[Possessed]

|Medium Curse| (A/N: Description hidden for Harry)

You have the fragment of the soul of your mortal enemy inside you. To get rid of it, roll for an exorcism-type perk or find someone else to do it for you.

Reward: One Platinum Trait ticket

[Horrible Night]

|Severity 18|

Your entrance into the world will be in very bad circumstances, whether that is having been kidnapped by a cult, in the middle of a terrorist attack, or owing a lot of debt to some bad people. Your start to the world is not a good one.

Reward: One Legendary Skill ticket

Harry couldn't help but frown as he looked at the curses. The first one was strange, but as nothing could be done about it, he was going to ignore it. The fourth one, however, was troubling. Unlike the others, there was no explanation for it. But he instinctively felt that it had something to do with the malicious energy in his scar. Making up his mind to ignore the curses until something could be done about them.

"All right then, roll the tickets!" Harry couldn't help but grin in anticipation. Harry was starting to enjoy the feeling of rolling the Gacha and gaining new powers from it. It wasn't a bad feeling overall.

"Together or all at once?"

"Together," replied Harry

"Rolling…"

[Surging Vitality]

|Elite Trait|

You are inordinately vital. You are extremely healthy, being immune to mundane sicknesses and poisons, and the usual genetic vulnerabilities of your body are negated. Your natural healing is closer to a minor healing factor than regular recovery. You also possess an incredible lifespan; you will live to see at least your late hundreds.

[Stack of Gold Bars]

|Common Item|

A stack of ordinary gold bars weighing a total of 33 kilograms.

[Wraith]

|Uncommon Familiar|

A lesser spirit; while a wraith has little in the form of combat ability, they are very hard to detect, so they are able to serve as effective surveillance and scouting, as they will reform even if killed.

[Hamon]

|Elite Trait|

JoJo- You possess a unique physique and affinity, allowing you to instinctively use and master the Hamon breathing technique to utilize the force of Life Magnetism and harness the power of sunlight through your breathing. Practicing Hamon for extended periods of time can grant a superhuman physique, vitality, longevity, and a bunch of other effects. You can also grant others Hamon Breathing by punching their diaphragms.

[Expert Arms Mastery]

|Epic Skill|

[Expert Arms Mastery] |Epic Skill| You are able to handle all conventional weapons, ranging from knives to swords to axes to polearms to guns to bows to even chained weapons and clubs with incredible skill enough to match real experts who have specialized in those weapons.

Several things happened at once. Before Harry could even read the descriptions. He was first struck with a feeling of intense well-being. The slight soreness from the old mattress, the slight drowsiness from his incomplete sleep, old aches and pains from old injuries, all gone. Before Harry could process this change, his breath hitched as he automatically started to breathe in a new pattern. A welcoming warmth passed through his veins and his body as information was poured into his mind. Hamon was the name of the breathing pattern he was following. It had both an active and a passive form. The passive form could be maintained automatically, irrespective of whether he was paying attention or not, or even sleeping. The active version, on the other hand, had to be practiced consciously. Before Harry could even make sense of the new knowledge in his head, more knowledge entered his mind. Knowledge of wielding various weapons, starting from swords, spears, and bows to guns. It wasn't just knowledge, though. In both cases, the skills had also altered his body to provide the necessary muscle memory for the skills to work properly.

Harry took a deep breath and then read through the descriptions of his new rolls. Surging vitality was an excellent trait as it had healed every injury in his body. However, the fact that he was going to live till his late hundreds was disquieting. The feeling of outliving Hermione, Ron, and all his other friends was not something he was happy about. Especially Hermione, though he was not sure as to why. Why did the thought of outliving Hermione make him so morose? Resolving to think about it later, he asked, "Is that it? And where is my gold and the familiar?"

"The gold is being kept in the Gacha item space. You may withdraw and deposit any item received from your rolls at any time. Please note, however, that this space only works for items received from the Gacha."

Harry mulled it over quietly. "And the familiar?"

"Your familiar is stored in the familiar space. Just like items, you can retrieve and deposit them as you wish. You can also summon your familiars to your side from anywhere in the world. They are also completely loyal to you."

"So now what? Do I have more tickets, or are we done for now?"

"You do have more tickets to roll, but you can roll those on your own. As you have no doubt come to realize, the interface for the Chaos Gacha, and all powers that come with it, can be controlled directly with your mind. Also, this is the last time we will be speaking to each other."

"What do you mean?"

"I am not an inherent part of the Chaos Gacha. My job is to help familiarize important first-time users with the functions and use of the Gacha. So, goodbye, Harry Potter! May the fates be ever in your favor."

"Hey, hold on! I have questions!"

There were, however, no new words in the interface. It simply blinked out on its own. It took Harry some time to figure out how to call up the interface and interact with it. It wasn't hard. It took him even longer to notice that he could see perfectly without his glasses.

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