BLACK DRAGON CONTRACT
MANIFESTATION OF THE SYSTEM: LOST MEMORIES AND A SOULLESS THRONE
Destruction is zero.
The Black Dragon burns, Joker dies, and Sofia is kidnapped. In absolute despair, the System offers its final and most terrifying bargain: unlimited power to save his daughter, at the price of his soul and all his memories of Maria.
Marco accepts.
He rises, no longer Marco Rossi, but the manifestation of the System itself—a heartless titan, an efficient and brutal engine of vengeance. He rescues Sofia and reclaims his throne, but the victory is hollow.
He returns to occupy the throne of the Black Dragon, the absolute and untouchable king. However, before her new ruler, Maria witnesses the monster she created: her husband is gone. She lives in fear and regret, realizing the true cost of the luxury she demanded.
Marco has won everything, but lost himself. Tragically, the story is not over. Amidst the emptiness, Maria realizes she is pregnant with their second child—the heir to the Black Dragon's throne, and the inheritor of the System's never-ending curse.
BLACK DRAGON CONTRACT, modern epic that redefines the boundaries of love, power, and the price paid when a soul is cashed out. The most tragic ending is not death, but the coldest victory.
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Chapter: SERIES 2: RULING THE STREETS Chapter 16: Dirty Business, Clean FaceMoney smells.Not a poetic metaphor about sin or crime, but literally, it smells.Inside the newly renovated Black Dragon warehouse, piles of small and large dollar bills were stacked like mountains on an old ping-pong table. The money was damp, moldy, smelling fishy of blood, thug sweat, and leftover cocaine."Damn, is this money or garbage?" complained Julian.The "Joker" was standing in front of an ironing board, holding a hot steam iron. His right hand held a wet $100 bill, his left hand ironed it.PFFT... PFFT...Steam billowed. The bill became dry and stiff."What the hell are you doing, Idiot?" asked Marco, who had just entered the room. He had just finished his morning sparring session with Bruno (which ended with Bruno being thrown into a wall)."Laundering money, Boss! Liter
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Chapter: Chapter 15: The Butcher's HeadEMERALD TOWER - 20TH FLOOR (PENTHOUSE) - 06:30 AMGolden morning sunlight pierced through the floor-to-ceiling glass walls of the luxurious penthouse. In the distance, the Statue of Liberty looked tiny amidst the glittering bay.Silas "The Butcher" Vance sat on a black leather sofa, sipping his morning Espresso. His legs were crossed casually on the marble table. A Bluetooth headset was in his ear."It's done, Don," Silas said calmly. "The rats walked into the trap at the slaughterhouse. I rained three hundred bullets on them and blew up the gas tank. No survivors!"On the other end of the line, Don Costello's raspy voice sounded satisfied. "Good, Silas. Make sure the bodies disappear. I don't want the police sniffing around!""Of course. My men are cleaning up the charcoal remains right now. Pier 4 is clean again."Silas hung up. He smiled, staring at his reflection in the window glass. Neat, elegant, deadly. He had just taken care of a small problem named Marco Rossi. Now, he could
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Chapter: Chapter 14: The Price of a Friend's LifeRain poured down on Chinatown with an intensity that seemed to want to drown out every sin in New York.A black van with a dented rear door sped through the streets, smashed into a trash can, and screeched to a sudden halt in front of a shophouse bearing the sign "Dr. Li's Acupuncture & Veterinary Clinic.""Open up! Open the door, Mad Doctor!" Julian banged on the steel rolling shutter with the handle of his gun. "We need a workshop!"The iron door lifted slowly with a painful creak. An old man with narrow eyes, thick glasses, and a clove cigarette hanging from his lips appeared. He was wearing a doctor's coat that was no longer white."Quiet, you bastards," Dr. Li swore in a mix of Mandarin and rough English. "If this is about a dog choking on a bone again, I will—"His words cut off when he saw Julian and Marco supporting—or rather, dragging—Bruno's giant body inside. Blood dripped from their clothes, creating a red trail on the clinic floor that smelled of antiseptic and incense."
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Chapter: Chapter 13: Silas's Trap"You sure this intel is solid, Rat?"Marco pressed the barrel of his Magnum against the temple of a skinny informant trembling in the interrogation chair. The informant, a meth addict named Rico, nodded frantically until his teeth chattered."I swear, Boss! I swear to God!" Rico wailed. "I heard Silas's men talking in the bar myself. Tonight at 2 AM. At the old Slaughterhouse in the Meatpacking District. Silas is meeting a weapons supplier from Russia. He’ll be there without heavy security because it’s a secret meeting!"Marco pulled back his gun. His eyes narrowed, scanning Rico’s face with the System.[LIE ANALYSIS: NEGATIVE.][SUBJECT IS SPEAKING WHAT HE BELIEVES TO BE THE TRUTH.]"Okay," Marco holstered his weapon. He threw a wad of cash into Rico's lap. "Scram. If you’re lying, I’ll hunt you down even in hell!"Rico snatched the money and scrambled out of the headquarters in a panic."I don't like the smell of this, Boss," Bruno's deep voice came from the corner of the room. He w
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Chapter: Chapter 12: Maria's TemptationThe afternoon sun streamed through the gaps in the apartment's thin curtains, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. The apartment was silent. Sofia was at school, and Marco hadn't returned from his new "office" (Vinnie's old warehouse, which was currently being renovated into a fortress).Maria Rossi was kneeling on the bedroom floor.Before her, a black duffel bag lay open. The bag Marco had hidden behind the dresser, beneath a pile of musty, old blankets.Maria had stumbled upon it while tidying up the winter clothes. At first, she thought it was a weapon. Her heart nearly stopped. But when she opened the zipper...It wasn't cold steel she found.But paper. Thousands of sheets of dull green paper.Money.Stacks of $50 and $100 bills, bound with rubber bands. The smell was distinct—a mix of ink, sweat, and... a faint, metallic scent of blood.Maria didn't scream. She didn't call the police. She didn't even feel the fear she had felt the night Silas came.Instead, her breath qui
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Chapter: Chapter 11: The Night of the Long KnivesLOCATION 1: FOOTBALL GAMBLING SHOP AT 01:00The sound of gunfire in the narrow shophouse was deafening, like firecrackers exploding in an iron can."DIE YOU! DIE!" a casino guard screamed hysterically, firing his Uzi rifle blindly at the overturned billiards table.Bullets tore the table's green flannel, sawdust flying. But there was no one there."Where is he?!" shouted his friend who was shaking holding the gun, "Where is that demon?!"From the darkness of the ceiling, a black shadow fell.Marco didn't hide behind the table. He was hanging from the water pipe above their heads.He landed soundlessly behind the holder of the Uzi.[ACTIVE SKILL: CQC MASTERY (CLOSE QUARTERS COMBAT)][TARGET: NECK, KIDNEY.]Marco stabbed his dagger into the man's right kidney. JLEB."ARGH!"Before the man could fall, Marco used his body as a living shield. His panicked friend shot.BANG! BANG!The bullet hit the chest of the Uzi holder who was already dying. Marco was safe behind the corpse.Coldly, Mar
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