~ A Primordial Vampyres Omniversal Adventures ~

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~ Earth, United Kingdom of Britain - 1984 ~

~ Third Person - POV ~

Draegon stepped into the cavern, the oppressive air clinging to his skin like a shroud. The flickering green flames of the torches cast jagged shadows across the grotesque forms of the Inferni that filled the space. Skeletal, rotting creatures imbued with unholy magic, they snarled and shifted, their empty sockets fixed on the intruder.

He moved with deliberate calm, his steps echoing off the uneven stone floor. Ahead, a crystalline sarcophagus radiated faint, pulsing light. Inside lay Regulus Arcturus Black, perfectly preserved, his face serene yet commanding even in death. The faint hum of ancient magic surrounded the coffin, a barrier that would test any mortal who dared to approach.

"Beelzebub," Draegon murmured, activating the quantum network that thrummed within him—a manifestation of gluttonous potential, designed to absorb and merge the essence of his foes and allies alike. Unlike Raphael, his skill rooted in wisdom and calculation, Beelzebub served as pure, insatiable hunger, a tool to consume, to assimilate, and to transcend. It was silent, without ego or voice, a mechanism of transformation bound solely to his will.

The Inferni sensed the shift in his energy and attacked. Draegon unsheathed Aegis Ignis, its blade igniting with blue flames that danced like liquid fury. He wove through the horde with lethal precision, his every strike enhanced by not only immortal physique but also his years of battle experience. Each felled Inferni released a dark pulse of energy, which Beelzebub instantly absorbed, fueling Draegon's non-exhaustable reserves and sharpening his power.

By the time the last creature crumbled to ash, Draegon stood before the sarcophagus, his breath steady despite the exertion. He reached out, his fingers brushing the cool surface of the crystalline barrier. The Goddess's presence swelled, her voice like a whisper etched into his thoughts.

"The body of Regulus Black lies within. Consume his legacy, and let it meld with your own."

Draegon closed his eyes and focused. Beelzebub activated fully, the sensation like a vortex opening within him. The crystalline barrier disintegrated under its pull, and the preserved form of Regulus began to dissolve into threads of shimmering energy. Beelzebub's power surged, breaking down the essence of Regulus Arcturus Black and reconstructing it as a part of Draegon himself.

The transformation was immediate but subtle. Draegon's silver hair grew darker in places, the black streaks becoming richer and more pronounced, taking on a wavier texture that framed his face with an almost regal grace. His storm-gray eyes deepened, becoming a swirling tempest of power, while the pale amethyst undertones in his irises grew luminous, their light radiating a quiet but unmistakable strength.

His aura shifted as well. The ancient magic of the Black bloodline wove itself seamlessly with the fire of House Targaryen and the frost of House Stark. It was as though the power within him had been sharpened, refined into a presence that demanded both awe and submission.

When the light of the ritual faded, Draegon stood taller, his presence commanding. The remaining Inferni, though defeated, began to bow before him, their reanimated bodies compelled by the dominance of his unique vampiric bloodline and awe of his power.

"Draegon Targaryen Stark and now Black," he said, his voice resonating with authority. "Heir to fire, ice, and shadow. My name will carve itself into the annals of this world, and beyond. But for now I'll just be Draegon Regulus Black, heir to the House Black."

The cavern trembled as if in recognition, the air heavy with the promise of his ascension.

~ Draegon Targaryen Stark - POV ~

'Raphael,' I called out to my skill with a thought. 'What did I acquire from the Regulus Blacks bloodline? Did I acquire 'it'?'

'~Yes, my lord,~' She responded. '~As you expected, you have acquired the ability of metamorphmagus, and it has merged with your already powerful shape shifting abilities. Other than that, no significant difference has accured during the assimilation of Regulus Arcturus Black.~'

As expected, now for my next step, I turned to the cowed group of Inferni and command them to retrieve my new 'fathers' last taunt to the noseless bastard that calls himself a dark lord. They did as told and rushed to retrieve the locket from Voldies potion trap.

I've always preferred Gellert Grindelwald over Tom Riddle, he was a far better dark lord of the Wizarding world than Voldysnorts could ever be. Even the movie version of Grindelwald was far more interesting than the power hungry dark lord of this last decade. Far less volatile and far more charismatic. A true leader of his people.

As I await the Inferni, I thought of where to head to next. It's 1984 now and there should be six months left until Hogwarts starts the school year. I was going to head straight to 12 Grimmauld Place, House Blacks ancestral home in the Borough of Islington, London. But I've had a sudden ides.

'This is going to be fun.' I said to myself as I took the fake Horcrux from the kneeling Inferni that retrieved it and command them to return to the lake. 'Gotta leave something for Dumbledore to get his old bones moving, but no prize at the end. Hopefully his either a gray or dark version, otherwise I'll just ignore him.' I thought to myself as I turned to leave the cave.

"Let's go get me my first subordinate in my omniversal conquest."

~ Nurmengard Castle, Austria ~

I look up at the fortress turned prison of the dark lord Grindelwald and can't help but be excited about meeting my favorite dark lord of the HP-verse. Nurmengard Castle also served as the base of operations for Grindelwald and his followers. Ultimately, it was used to imprison Grindelwald himself after his defeat by Dumbledore in 1945, until his death in 1998.

'Until a wild Draegon appeared.'

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