This is a story told to me by the tarot cards in my hands. Now I'm telling it to you.
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A devotee of the night, destroyer of Greenfield, master of the Desolate Tower, holder of a seat at the Dark Round Table: the purple-eyed witch Gomora died of exhaustion while besieged by a hundred knights of light.
...According to the records of the Temple of Light and the widely circulated ballads, that's exactly how it happened.
What even the witch herself never expected was that one day, ten years later, she would awaken again in the body of a young child.
All right, so she's back at the beginning and starting over. The witch rubs her hands together, ready to make good use of this fresh opportunity, but one unexpected situation after another soon comes along...
Years later, the witch looks back on her life and asks: Why do all the powerful people in this world know me and love me, yet I'm still so unhappy?
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Warning: This story contains lots of wild content that the author would rather not spoil. If you have things you can't handle, let's part ways here.
Updates when inspiration strikes.
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Theme: In the face of a fate that makes us push a boulder uphill, be a Sisyphean hero.
Oh, this article is so interesting. The teacher has always been good at making contrasts and reversals in the plot. The character's personality and his own choices are all very three-dimensional. I like it! Looking forward to updates!!
Her teacher is like an observer.
It feels like the witch has been softened, and my brother is so cute
Isn't it? Is this gone? No, ma'am, please look back at this article and send out the 50,000-word manuscript 🙏
Madam, can you please update this [make me healthy] so that it looks good 😭
So does her teacher, what does the Lord of Shadows want to do? Do an experiment? What future and decision-making points will be derived from being loved or not being loved?
Wow the witch was touched!! Teachers are also good people. Teachers are really good people who are good at self-torture.
As expected, the witch felt ridiculed
"Plague... Plague!" This twist was something I didn't expect. Can "Plague" be transferred to "Wendy"? It's so funny. What two completely opposite names. The homophones are so funny.
It was so beautiful, but it stopped suddenly