For the first time in three months, Aizen smiled.
Not a forced smile. Not a tired one.
A real one.
Because today… it was finally time.
He'd been saving up. No spins last month. No spins the month before that. It took restraint, but now—
Thirty cards.
"Thirty cards," Aizen muttered again, this time with a grin tugging at his lips.
All those points. All that patience. It was time to go big.
He didn't hesitate.
[SPEND ALL POINTS — INITIATE GACHA DRAWS x30]
The familiar mechanical glow of the system burst forth as the screen began to shuffle. One card flipped over with a resonant ding, and the name etched into its golden border made Aizen blink.
[1. Matthew Murdock – Marvel Comics]
His grin widened.
"Oh? First card's a good one," he muttered. "The Devil of Hell's Kitchen."
A blind lawyer by day. A brutal vigilante by night. The one who lived between lines of law and chaos.
Daredevil.
Aizen's eyes gleamed with interest.
"His supernatural senses are going to be useful. Very useful."
Radar-like hearing. Hyper-acute senses. The ability to pick up on the smallest irregularity, the slightest change in breath, the shift in wind, the subtle skip of a heartbeat.
Perfect for countering surprise attacks.
"Even genjutsu won't be as effective," Aizen said thoughtfully. "If one sense is fooled, the others can still call bullshit."
He pictured it:
A genjutsu makes him see an enemy in front of him.
But his hearing, his radar sense, tells him there's no one ahead.
Instead, footsteps echo from behind.
A contradiction.
And contradictions mean genjutsu.
"Even if someone tries to hack all my senses," Aizen murmured, "they won't expect them to be enhanced beyond natural limits."
The Sharingan could be fooled.
But the truth whispered in vibrations, in the air, in smells and sounds.
Still…
"There's one thing," Aizen added, frowning slightly. "Daredevil's powers shift depending on the writer. Some make him practically a ninja god. Others tone it down."
That was always the risk with templates from fictional universes. Power scaling was inconsistent.
Still, something is better than nothing.
[2: INSERT CARD (STATE: REINCARNATION)]
Aizen tilted his head as the next card slid into view.
"Huh. This one again."
He clicked his tongue.
"Does the Gacha want me to build a damn clan of reincarnators?"
Not the worst idea.
He leaned back mentally, arms crossed as he thought.
"This card's niche. But it shines when dealing with characters that have no strong combat abilities or innate powers."
For instance—
Saeko Busujima.
A skilled swordswoman. Beautiful. Dangerous in her own right, yes.
But in a world of chakra monsters, tailed beasts, and reality-bending dojutsu?
She wouldn't survive long.
Aizen shrugged.
"Better to bring her here properly and give her time to grow. Let her train, adapt. Maybe even bond with someone strong… then her value skyrockets."
[3: WORLD TRAVEL CARD – Pokémon Universe]
The card shimmered unnaturally.
Unlike the others, this one didn't contain a person, object, or template.
It was a portal.
To the world of Pokémon.
Aizen's reaction?
A sharp laugh.
"Of course it had to be this one."
He rolled his eyes.
"Anime fans think this world's all sunshine and gym badges. But they forget the anime only shows the safe zones."
He imagined it:
A wild Charizard soaring above, spitting fireballs the size of small cars.
A Gyarados erupting from a river during a fishing trip.
Or worse—an untrained Haunter phasing through walls and messing with your brain mid-sleep.
"Fire-breathing reptiles. Psychic types that can wipe memories. Ghosts that literally feed on your life energy. Yeah, sounds super safe."
He shook his head.
"They should've just given me a Pokémon Egg."
That would've been simpler. Safer. Controlled.
Instead, this card offered direct entry into that world.
"No thanks," Aizen muttered. "Not without serious prep."
Still…
His eyes narrowed as he considered the possibilities.
"If I survive the visit and return with a Pokémon egg…"
His grin returned.
"Dangerous? Yes. But potentially game-breaking."
But still... will they be able to use chakra there?
His eyes narrowed.
"Forget it," he muttered. "Let's think about it when the time comes."
[4: Rias Gremory Panties Collection (High School DxD)]
Aizen blinked.
Then again.
He tilted his head slightly as if the card might transform into something else if stared at long enough.
It didn't.
It shimmered, brazen and unapologetic.
Rias Gremory's Panties Collection.
A low chuckle escaped him.
"Control, Aizen. Control."
He closed his eyes briefly.
"You will definitely see it… touch it… feel it… smell it…"
His voice dropped to a whisper.
"Maybe… maybe taste it."
A pause.
"But not now."
A deep breath. A clenched fist. A silent oath to maintain composure.
This wasn't just a degenerate prize. It was a trophy from a top-tier waifu universe. A gateway. Proof that the Gacha had a sense of humour.
And maybe… a sense of temptation.
[5: Thousand Sunny (One Piece)]
Aizen raised an eyebrow.
The iconic Straw Hat ship.
While it has no immediate use, I'll definitely be sailing it in the future.
[6: Special Milk (Tom and Jerry)]
Hmm… let's check the description, since I don't know what this is.
(A special milk, the result of an experiment by a mysterious cat.)
Why did I even think I'd get a proper explanation? The description follows the classic gacha rules. Sometimes it appears, sometimes it doesn't. And even when it does show up, that doesn't mean it'll be useful or give any real detail.
[7: Krabby Patty x100 (SpongeBob SquarePants)]
Looks like I don't have to worry about lunch for a few days.
[8: 100 Jewels (Fairy Tail)]
What exactly am I supposed to do with this… especially in this world?
Sigh.
[9: Kayden (Eleceed)] – Temporary
Fuck. Fuck. Hell.
Of course it's a one-time use card. I get all his abilities but only for a limited time until the effect runs out.
I don't even remember much about him… just that he uses electricity and was stupidly overpowered. A literal beast. The kind of character who walks into a room and everyone just knows they're screwed.
Even the description calls it a life-saving card. So yeah, definitely not something to waste.
A trump card, meant to be used when shit truly hits the fan.
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