At first, the girl just wanted to thank the teacher for saving her life. As the teacher's only apprentice, the girl acted mediocrely, but her rapid growth made the girl understand that she was good at this and that she was a born witch.
Stars, light, and even the most destructive energy - embers are close to her.
However, in the past few decades, they seemed to have gradually excluded and expelled the teacher. The teacher did not want the girl to follow her old path: "I have saved you, but I absolutely do not want to destroy you again. You should not and do not need to pursue so-called justice for me."
The teacher eventually died in the girl's arms.
A beam of fire, a seed, a drop of blood, these simple things were connected in series, and the girl seemed to gradually find the truth of the matter.
She has never been one to let go of her hatred.
As the teacher said, she should see more of the miracles of this era of genius, or follow the example of her predecessors and establish a new school named after her form.
It was time, she wanted to look up at the stars in the sky.
