Seraphina Vale had always been… curious. Even in her mundane world, she found joy in mischief—small pranks on classmates, hiding her teacher's chalk, slipping notes into lockers. She wore innocence like armor: wide, angelic eyes, soft cheeks, and lips that seemed carved by some gentle god. But those who looked too closely often noticed a subtle glimmer in her gaze—a spark that promised secrets and surprises.
Her body drew attention she never asked for. A height of 5'5 which could be said to be short but normal for an 18 year old girl, with a narrow waist flaring into wide hips, every movement accentuated her figure. Her chest… well, it could not be ignored. Full, heavy F-cup breasts strained against her shirt, the fabric stretched tight,failing to contain that massive weapon, reminding her constantly of the eyes that followed. Her presence was simultaneously disarming and maddening, a combination she secretly enjoyed.
Tonight, she had wandered into the quiet streets, her boots splashing softly through puddles left by an earlier rain. The world seemed ordinary, as though it had forgotten the chaos that brewed beneath the surface. That was, until the night fractured.
A flash, bright enough to sear her vision, split the sky. The air hummed with a strange resonance, vibrating through her bones. She had just enough time to gasp before the ground beneath her disappeared.
Falling.
Endless, weightless falling. The wind tore through her hair, whipping her clothes around her body. Her heart pounded—not with fear, but with delight. Only she could find thrill in moments like this.
Then, as suddenly as it had begun, it stopped.
Seraphina's feet touched the earth—or what passed for it. Soft moss caressed her palms as she knelt, the air thick with fragrance unlike any she had known. The sky was a swirl of violet and gold, dotted with floating islands that hovered effortlessly. Mountains pierced the heavens like jagged teeth.
No one was there. No human, no god, no celestial watcher.
A faint pulse thrummed in her mind. A voice—not cruel, not kind—spoke clearly inside her consciousness.
> [System Binding Complete.]
[Host Confirmed: Seraphina Vale | Age: 18 | Mortal]
Her lips curved into a sly smile. "A system," she whispered. "And it picked me."
She imagined everything she could do with the system and couldn't help but laugh.
A screen unfolded before her eyes, blue and translucent, filled with strange symbols and lines of text.
> [Welcome to the Heavenly Devourer System.]
[This world is ruled by Cultivation and Magic.]
[Kill to Level Up.]
[System Shop Available.]
Her eyebrows arched. Kill? and level up? Seraphina tilted her head. The rules were simple, yet enticing. She could beccome the strongest being in the universe by killing.
She was an avid reader and had always had a dream like this.
Already, she felt the energy of this new world brush against her, invisible yet potent. Flowers shimmered like jewels; moss pulsed with quiet life. Shadows moved where no light should fall. And somewhere, distant but present, creatures stirred, unaware that a predator—small, human, and mischievous—had arrived.
She rose gracefully, brushing the damp moss from her clothes. Her body moved fluidly, each step accentuating her curves, her hair cascading around her face. She looked innocent, yes, like a girl wandering into a fairy tale, but the glimmer in her eyes said otherwise.
The system's text made her grin. She could play. She could experiment. she could do anything she want! hahaha!
Seraphina's fingers twitched. In her mind, she already imagined the possibilities: fusing techniques, absorbing strange beasts, buying secrets from the shop.