I Think I'm a Witch

This is the Age of the Witches, an era of conquest and evolution. They soar through the skies, with subjugated lands and wailing alien races beneath their feet. They draw upon the essence of countless worlds, seeking only to raise the Witch race to supreme heights, and regard all things as nourishment.

Mo Yi, a soul from another world, is caught up in it all by accident. After enduring the painful ordeal of Witch Sickness, she becomes the lowliest member of this vast empire, saddled with an astronomical debt enough to crush any newcomer.

With her meager magical power, she seems destined to be a speck of dust on the road to greatness, unnoticed and forgotten. Yet no one knows that her soul harbors a strange talent called “I Reckon,” which allows her subconscious to perceive the essential connections between all things.

While civilization as a whole pursues ever stronger and more refined magic

Mo Yi mutters to a starship: “I reckon you could fit a pair of pedals on this engine. They might give it a burst of power in a pinch…”

The elite witches of the expeditionary force wear expressions as baffled as people staring at their phones on the subway.

When the enemy blocks the Witch army’s advance with an impregnable line

Mo Yi’s eyes dart about. “I reckon if we stuff a pack of pop rocks into the core of their main cannon, it might fizzle out early?”

From that moment on, the tone of the entire multiverse battlefield seems to veer quietly toward the indescribable, then hurtle off in that direction at full speed.