Dimensional Streamer: Infinite Views in Another World-Chapter 27: Lucky?

The chat went berserk.

They hadn’t even seen what Noa had dropped, but the excitement still existed.

Viewer_1: GOLD! GOLD! GOLD!

Redpeper69: Bro is so damn lucky. I had to sell my dog to get a single legendary drop.

Noa smirked to himself. But he was also reminded of his new passive ability, and, realizing it had already influenced his daily life, he turned to the system with a question: "Is it some kind of cheat code?"

The robotic companion was quick to answer him.

[20% might not sound that much, but it can alter one’s life. Unfortunately for you, it has a hidden condition to trigger, and that condition depends on your luck.]

"That’s just bullshit," Noa snorted.

Yet the smile on his face didn’t waver.

And as the capsule’s glow poured out even brighter, he laughed, voice trembling with anticipation.

"This isn’t your typical RNG losers. This is the real deal."

Then, the fleeting glow materialized into something. It started quickly and ended just as abruptly, displaying a small creature struggling to squeeze out of the capsule.

It wasn’t a weapon, nor was it armor.

It wasn’t a feature.

It wasn’t even an intimidating monster.

Instead, it was a tiny dragon. Its scales shone in a dusty room, burning pale blue, its wings too small to lift its chubby body, while its eyes were so big that someone might mistake them for gems.

Before Noa took one step in its direction, the creature sneezed.

A puff of smoke and black fire escaped its tiny nostrils, and with its repeated hiccups, Noa almost lost his boots.

"...You have to be joking," he exclaimed, rubbing his eyes.

He would have never expected the system to give him a reward like that—especially in a world where monsters and their tamers didn’t exist.

[Congratulations! You have obtained a companion: Hatchling Dragon]

"Explain yourself!" Noa demanded sharply. "What should I do with it? I don’t even know how to feed a baby, and now I have to look after a dragon?"

The system, however, was cold.

[Good luck!]

Shaking his head, Noa glanced between the creature and the chat.

The viewers, meanwhile, had gone absolutely feral.

Viewer_27: A dragon? In this economy?

Hecar: OMG!

WildGuy3: I didn’t know that I signed up for a Pokémon live-action adaptation. It’s cute, though.

Viewer_12: Look at that fat lizard! LOL!

Seeing this, Noa exhaled and inhaled deeply. Day by day, his life was shifting on a trajectory he barely had any control over. Still not in his right mind, he would complain because of it.

Who hadn’t dreamed of owning a dragon as a pet?

Just imagining himself riding it once it was fully grown brought a grin to Noa’s face.

It was his reality now, and he couldn’t chicken out.

So he bent forward, approaching the tiny creature with the friendliest smile he could muster. "You are my new friend now, huh? Don’t worry, chat, I can be a King of Losers and Father of Dragons at the same time."

In the meantime, the creature wobbled towards him.

It took slow but deliberate steps, trying not to fall.

Unfortunately, the tiny dragon wasn’t so lucky and, tripping over its claws, it faceplanted on the floor with a cute shrill.

TomatoSlayer: That’s one dumb dragon if you ask me.

Viewer_108: IDK what I am watching, but it’s hella cute.

Viewer_91: I am crying LMAO.

Noa didn’t pay the chat much attention and helped the creature to stand on its claws.

Just then—

A heavy wooden door creaked behind him, revealing a familiar priest in his usual dark clothing and serious expression.

"What have you done, outsider?" he mumbled suddenly, pointing a finger at Noa. "Y-You treacherous thing!"

Noa froze mid-motion.

He turned his head slowly, surprised to see Galio find him so soon.

But what actually caught his attention was the man’s furious gaze and his deep, angry voice resonating through the room like rolling thunder.

His pale eyes looked livelier.

Yet Noa didn’t feel warm or welcome.

"You don’t realize what you have done, do you?" he continued, stepping closer.

Noa’s instincts screamed.

It was louder than his desperate attempts to escape the villagers. "What do you mean?" he asked, but the feeling grew sharper.

Strangely, Noa didn’t think that the danger would befall him.

Instead, the dragon was the one who might have to face something neither of them could overcome.

With that in mind, Noa finally reached for the creature and lifted it in the air. It was warm and soft, making his heart flutter with emotions he wasn’t ready for.

The next thing Noa knew, he was taking a step back, far from the priest who made him uneasy in the first place.

There was no need for words.

Only action and a desperate need for escape existed.

Seeing the growing suspense, even the viewers held their breath, practically silencing the whole chat.

After the first step, Noa took another.

This one was swifter, perhaps even more subtle.

He clutched the dragon against his chest tightly. The creature sensed his conflicted emotions and flapped its wings uselessly.

And the moment Noa took one more step, Galio’s voice cut through the room like a sharp knife.

"Stop!"

In an instant, a crushing force descended over the house.

Noa’s knees were forced to buckle, and he was quick to realize that it wasn’t a physical or magical pressure, but a simple force from someone who had experienced countless horrors before.

The hatchling flipped its wings again.

It was afraid.

Noa was no different, his legs wobbling with no control.

Still, he didn’t back down. "What are you doing? Don’t tell me you are afraid of this tiny beast?" he questioned, his knees not bending.

"...That is no mere beast. Outsider, you have no idea what you have summoned," Galio spat, something darker flashing through his pale eyes.

Noa’s grip on the dragon didn’t falter.

’You stupid ass system,’ he cursed inwardly. ’I knew something was off with you and your stupid jokes.’

The priest used Noa’s stillness and appeared right before him.

"I have seen records about this vile creature. Heralds of Calamity... The Mastermind of Destruction... Death Incarnate... They had countless names like that. But they should have been extinct for a thousand years... or so we believed!"