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

A Stirring Within

The cold breeze of Raven’s Perch carried the scent of the ocean, the distant caws of seabirds echoing through the fortress. The battle was long over, yet the island still felt alive, as though it pulsed with the remnants of magic and bloodshed.

Seraphis stood in her private quarters, the dim candlelight flickering across the stone walls. A strange sensation curled in her chest—a pull, a whisper, a shift.

"Again?"

She had felt this before.

It had happened after her battle with the vampires—when she unlocked the Bloodsucker Card.

Her fingers twitched, instinctively reaching for the deck of playing cards at her side. The moment she touched them, the entire deck shuddered in her grasp, as if responding to her presence.

And then—a new card slid out.

 A New Card is Born

Seraphis lifted the new card between her fingers, examining its black and red design.

The surface pulsed, almost as if it were alive. The deep crimson veins running across the pitch-black surface glowed faintly, and when she turned it under the candlelight, the red shimmered like fresh blood.

She narrowed her eyes.

"This… is different."

She could feel its essence, the same dark energy as her Sanguine Voidfire, yet somehow… refined. More controlled. More potent.

Her lips curved into a slow smile.

"So, you've formed into something beyond just a spell? Interesting."

She flicked the card, watching as it spun in the air before returning to her fingers. It carried the same properties as her spell—but better.

The playing cards were evolving.

The Test Subject – A Boar’s Fate

Excitement flickered through her veins as she made her way to the training grounds.

A large, wild boar had been captured earlier in the day—held in chains, its eyes filled with animalistic fury. It snorted and kicked, fighting against its bindings.

Seraphis smirked.

"Let’s see what you can do."

With a flick of her wrist, she threw the Sanguine Voidfire Card at the creature.

The moment the card touched the boar’s hide—the change was instant.

Dark red flames erupted from the point of impact, consuming the boar in a swirling, writhing inferno of Voidfire and Blood Magic.

It did not simply burn.

The flames drank.

The boar’s vitality was stripped away in mere seconds—but not just drained. The energy flowed back into Seraphis.

And then—something unexpected happened.

A Change Within

The energy from the boar surged into her.

She gasped, feeling a sudden shift deep within her body.

It was unlike anything she had ever felt before.

Her skin tingled as warmth spread through her veins, but it was not the same overwhelming rush of power that most magic granted. No—this was different.

Her breath came easier. Her limbs felt lighter. The usual tension in her muscles—the fatigue of countless battles—vanished.

She caught her reflection in the steel of a nearby blade.

And her eyes widened.

"I… look younger?"

Her already youthful features seemed even fresher, even smoother. She touched her face—her skin was softer, more radiant.

It wasn’t just power.

It was renewal.

The Sanguine Voidfire Card had not just absorbed vitality.

It had reversed something in her body.

She wasn’t aging backward—but she felt rejuvenated.

"This… this is more than just absorbing life force."

The Nature of Her Magic

Most dark magic—especially blood magic—came with a cost.

Power like this should have corrupted her. Should have twisted her mind, her soul.

But Seraphis felt nothing but clarity.

She clenched her fist, feeling the raw energy coursing through her veins.

"This magic doesn’t consume me. It doesn’t try to control me."

She had read about magic that tempted, corrupted, and ensnared.

But her magic…

It listened to her.

It adapted to her.

It was a part of her.

Her White Raven Queen title held weight, she realized. Maybe it wasn’t just a title. Maybe it was something deeper.

Maybe that was why she could wield Voidfire without losing herself.

Maybe that was why she could use Blood Magic without succumbing to its hunger.

She wasn’t the prey.

She was the master.

And now, with this new card—this Sanguine Voidfire Card—she had a weapon unlike any other.

 Testing the Limits

She spent hours experimenting.

Throwing the card, commanding it, manipulating the flames.

Each time, the life force she drained seemed to fuel her beyond mere strength.

Her stamina was limitless.
Her wounds healed faster.
Her mind remained clear, sharp, focused.

And yet, she did not feel addicted to it.

It was not like the vampires, whose bloodlust controlled them.

It was not like necromancy, which corroded the soul.

It was pure.

Balanced.

Completely under her control.

Seraphis flicked the card between her fingers, smirking.

"You’re mine now."

A Weapon Unlike Any Other

By the time dawn broke over Raven’s Perch, Seraphis had perfected her control over the new card.

The Sanguine Voidfire Card wasn’t just a tool for battle—it was a secret weapon.

One that could make her:

• Stronger.

• Faster.

• More resilient.

• Practically untouchable.

And the most terrifying part?

She was just getting started.