Prologue: The Black King's Pact

Drakonis, the Black Dragon King, watched the events unfold from his hidden vantage point. His eyes, dark as the void, glinted with a mixture of curiosity and satisfaction. The chaos and despair that enveloped the Valen estate pleased him, but his interest was piqued by the young girl now standing at the center of this tragedy. He watched as she held her parents' lifeless bodies, her small frame racked with sobs.

The next day dawned grey and cold, mirroring the sorrow in Seraphina 'Seraph' Valen's heart. She wandered through the empty halls of her home, dazed and hollow. The events of the previous night played on an endless loop in her mind. She ate a little food, more out of habit than hunger, but it brought her no comfort.

As the day dragged on, a gnawing hunger settled in her stomach, but it was overshadowed by a more profound emptiness. Anger and sadness intertwined, festering within her. Her tiny fists clenched in helpless fury. The silence was deafening, a stark contrast to the lively home she once knew.

Drakonis saw his moment. His voice, deep and resonant, echoed in her mind. "Child, you have lost much, but I can offer you power, strength, and the means to avenge those who wronged you."

Seraph looked around, startled. "Who are you?" she whispered.

"I am Drakonis, the Black Dragon King. Accept my pact, and I will grant you the power you seek," he coaxed, his tone dripping with promise.

Desperation clouded Seraph's judgment. "What do I have to do?"

"Accept my power, and you will gain the strength to protect yourself and those you love. But know this: power comes at a cost."

Seraph hesitated for only a moment before nodding. "I accept."

Immediately, pain surged through her body. She screamed, clutching her head as her hair turned a stark white, and one of her eyes shifted to a cold, grey hue. The transformation was agonizing, but she endured, driven by a desire for strength.

When the pain subsided, Drakonis's voice resonated within her once more. "The pact is sealed. With this power comes a great responsibility. The system within you will guide and enhance your abilities."

Seraph felt something shifting within her, as if a dormant part of her had awakened. She was no longer just a scared child; she was becoming something more.

"System initializing..." a mechanical voice echoed in her mind. Seraph's vision blurred, replaced by a series of intricate symbols and data streams. She felt a presence within her, cold and calculating, yet undeniably powerful.

"Welcome, Seraphina Valen," the system's voice stated, emotionless but with a hint of a metallic edge. "I am your guide and support. You have been granted the titles 'Pact Bearer' and 'Voice's Acknowledgment.' Your journey begins now."

As the system continued its initialization, it cataloged her attributes and abilities. Seraph watched in awe as her stats were displayed before her eyes, each one adjusted to reflect her newfound power.

Titles Acquired:

Pact Bearer: +10 Constitution, +5 Wisdom; Enhanced resilience, Insight into draconic lore; Dragon-related missions and hidden lore quests.Voice's Acknowledgment: +5 Intelligence, +5 Charisma; Ability to communicate with the Voice of the World, foresight into global events; Ancient secrets quests.

Inside the system, a more sophisticated entity observed the changes. "Power rising. Attributes recalibrating. Subject: Seraphina Valen. Integration of Draconic Pact complete. Monitoring for further developments."

This entity, analyzed every fluctuation in Seraph's new abilities. "Subject's potential is substantial. Further observation required to assess long-term stability and efficacy."

As Seraph's vision cleared, she felt a surge of energy. She was no longer alone. The system, and through it, Drakonis, were with her. Her parents' deaths had left a void, but this new power gave her a sense of purpose, albeit a dark one.

Drakonis's voice echoed once more, softer this time. "Remember, child, strength alone is not enough. You must learn to control it, to master it. Only then will you be able to protect what you hold dear."

Seraph nodded, determination hardening her features. She would not let her parents' sacrifices be in vain. With her new power and the guidance of the system, she would carve her path in this unforgiving world, driven by a newfound resolve and the faint whisper of vengeance.