"Phantom Rebirth: The Last White Raven’s Path to the Ultimate Assassin"

 The Stillness of Raven’s Perch

The air was still over Raven’s Perch, the once-bloodstained island now eerily quiet. The stronghold’s towering stone walls stood firm against the salty winds, the scent of past battles lingering in the atmosphere. Seraphis sat upon the black iron railing of the fortress’s highest balcony, gazing out at the restless sea.

Something inside her felt… different.

Her body was the same, her magic still potent—but there was a new presence, something that had not been there before. It thrummed in her blood, whispered in the back of her mind like a voice just out of reach.

Then, the sensation sharpened. Something had awakened.

The Whispering Cards

She reached into her coat, fingers brushing against the familiar coolness of her enchanted playing cards. The moment her hand touched them, a faint pulse of energy surged through her fingertips.

One of the cards… spoke.

"Congratulations, Seraphis."

She stiffened. The cards had always responded to her will, but they had never spoken on their own.

She pulled them free, spreading them out between her fingers. The finely crafted metal gleamed in the dim light—sharp, polished, and lethal as ever. But something was different.

At the center of the deck, nestled between the others, was a card she had never seen before.

A pitch-black card.

A New Creation

Seraphis plucked the dark card from the deck, holding it up to the light. Unlike the others, which shimmered in silver or steel, this one devoured the light around it. Its surface was not merely dark—it was a void, an abyss without reflection or edge.

"Interesting," she murmured, a smirk tugging at her lips. "So, my new fire didn’t just change me—it changed the cards as well."

She could feel it, pulsing beneath her fingertips. This was no ordinary card.

"Voidfire has found a vessel."

 Naming the Voidfire Card

Seraphis turned the card between her fingers, watching how it drank in the light.

"I’ll call it…" she whispered. "The Voidfire Card."

The moment she uttered the name, a shockwave of energy burst outward. A dark shimmer ran along the card’s surface, confirming its identity.

Seraphis grinned.

"Now let’s see what you can do."

Testing the Voidfire Card

She stood, her long coat billowing in the wind as she strode toward the training grounds outside the fortress. The ground was littered with old practice dummies, remnants of past drills.

She twirled the Voidfire Card between her fingers, feeling the familiar weight of her magic settling into it.

Then, she flicked her wrist.

The card vanished from her fingers, streaking through the air with inhuman speed. A normal card would have embedded itself into the dummy—sharp, precise, deadly.

But the Voidfire Card did something else entirely.

 The Birth of the Voidfire Blaze

The moment the blackened card struck the dummy’s wooden surface, Voidfire erupted.

A soundless explosion of swirling black flames engulfed the target, twisting and writhing in unnatural patterns. Unlike normal fire, which crackled and roared, the Voidfire burned with a strange, hushed intensity.

The dummy did not catch fire in the traditional sense.

It dissolved.

The wood blackened instantly, crumbling into ash that was swept away by the cold wind. No embers. No smoke. Just… erasure.

 A Terrifying Revelation

Seraphis narrowed her eyes.

Voidfire did not just burn. It consumed.

The wood had not merely been reduced to cinders—it had been unmade. Erased from existence by a flame that answered only to her.

"This changes everything," she thought.

She stepped closer, watching as the last traces of the dummy’s existence vanished. A slow smirk spread across her lips.

"What else can you do?"

Refining the Magic

Seraphis extended a hand, calling the Voidfire Card back to her. It reappeared between her fingers, cool to the touch despite what it had just done.

She concentrated, pushing her will into it, testing its limits.

• Could she control the intensity of the Voidfire?

• Could she shape the flames into specific patterns?

• Would it work against magic-infused objects?

She would need more tests.

The First Experiment – Controlled Fire

She turned toward another dummy, this time focusing on control rather than destruction.

With a flick of her wrist, she launched the Voidfire Card again.

This time, instead of consuming the entire dummy in an instant, the Voidfire coiled around it like a living serpent. The flames clung to the wood, pulsing, waiting for her command.

She clenched her fist.

The Voidfire stilled.

She released her grip.

The Voidfire spread.

"So, I can hold it back… or let it feed," she mused.

The Second Experiment – Magic Resistance

Seraphis moved to a new test. This time, she set up an enchanted shield, a relic left behind by a fallen enemy. It shimmered with protective runes, designed to resist conventional magic.

She launched the Voidfire Card directly at the shield.

The moment it made contact, the Voidfire surged—violently.

The runes flickered, struggling to resist the unnatural flame. For a brief moment, they held. But then—

CRACK.

The shield shattered, its magic collapsing under the relentless consumption of the Voidfire. The metal beneath it warped, crumbling to dust.

Seraphis exhaled slowly.

"Not even enchanted barriers can resist it."

 The Third Experiment – Living Targets

She turned toward a caged beast, a captured shadow hound, snarling and growling behind iron bars. This was the true test.

With a flick of her fingers, she released a small wisp of Voidfire—not enough to kill, just enough to touch the creature’s fur.

The result was immediate.

The hound yelped, recoiling violently as its fur blackened and withered. Its entire body convulsed, as if its very soul was being drained.

Seraphis clenched her fist, extinguishing the flame before it could spread further.

The hound collapsed, whimpering, its strength utterly drained.

"It doesn’t just consume matter—it consumes life itself."

A Deadly Weapon

Seraphis leaned against the training post, staring at the Voidfire Card in her hand.

She had created something truly terrifying.

A fire that did not simply burn—but erased. A flame that did not only destroy—but devoured the very essence of its victims.

Her enemies would never stand a chance.

She let out a quiet chuckle, tossing the Voidfire Card into the air and catching it effortlessly.

"You’ll serve me well."