who is she?
Osuna's limited consciousness found it difficult to process this question, and she slowly stopped.
"You are..." She slowly stretched out her hand, wanting to ask something, and the other party seemed to know and slowly turned around.
"I am a witch." The woman said slowly with a black lace veil on her face. Her transparent purple pupils were like a vortex of stars, which made people fascinated by them.
"Witch?...No, I am the witch." Osuna murmured in a daze, expressing some instinctive thoughts in her heart.
"You are not, at least not yet." The woman answered quietly, and the syllables that came out of her mouth seemed to have magic, full of an addictive feeling.
"Then...how can I...become...a witch?" Osuna said slowly.
"Why do you want to be a witch? Maybe this is not a good thing." The woman asked calmly.
"I...I don't want to live a lowly and humble life like a sparrow on the street. I want the best. I want to be the most popular. I want to be the one that everyone envies the most. This is the life I want to live." Osuna seemed to be sober at this moment and spoke out her inner thoughts.
"There are other ways to do something like that." The woman continued to ask as she looked at Osuna who was slowly squatting on the ground.
"I can't do it. I can't be that hardworking. I'm not that pretty, nor am I the most talented person. I can't compete with those people. I can't do it! Wuuuuu..."
Osuna knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face.
After hearing these answers, the woman sighed softly, was silent for a long time, and then continued.
"I see."
"I can make you a witch, but you will have to pay a certain price." Her snow-white skin matched with bright red lips, her face unclear under the lace veil, her words were filled with endless remoteness and etherealness.
"Yes, I can do anything as long as you let me become a real witch. Please." Osuna raised her head, her eyes revealing endless desire and passion.
"Well... let's start from here..." The woman took off her black gauze gloves and pointed her finger at Osuna's forehead, leaving her stunned. She spread her other hand in the air, and then a strange sword gradually appeared from the air.
The sword is platinum in color. Its blade is straight and smooth, but if you look closely, you can see dense silver threads on the blade. Two symmetrical pendants sit on either side of the hilt, resembling trays. If held upright, the sword resembles a scale.
Then the woman slowly squatted down and hugged Osuna, who was standing still, and then pointed the sword at her back and pierced through the two of them from behind. A strange light bloomed on the blade, and although it pierced the body, no blood flowed out.
A wonderful connection was established between the two people, and a contract and exchange was carried out here.
"Now, you are also half a witch."
Osuna stared blankly at the face so close to her, her mind going blank. Then countless memories and information came flooding in, drowning her like a tide.
Seeing Osuna like this, the mysterious woman realized something. "This is really troublesome. We can't let this child know too much right now."
She brushed her hand across Osuna's eyes, letting her fall into a deep sleep. Then she took out a light silver gem and placed it in front of her forehead, sealing away some unnecessary memories one by one.
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In the forest at night, there are bursts of insect chirping everywhere, and occasionally sporadic fireflies fly through the woods, twinkling like stars.
A purple-haired girl leaning against a tree had her eyes closed. She felt a chill and slowly woke up.
"It hurts." She screamed and then struggled to stand up from the ground. Ignoring the dirt and dust on her hands, she carefully checked her clothes and recalled what happened before she lost consciousness.
I only remember that I was walking on the way back, and then my consciousness gradually became blurred, and finally I fell on the side of the road.
How could this happen? Osuna thought to herself, looking around in disbelief. She was about to be promoted to Sequence 5, and her own talent was not low. There was no way she should have fainted on the side of the road so easily.
There was also a small tear in the clothes on the chest, but after checking the body, there was nothing unusual and no signs of injury. It was really strange.
Full of doubts and confusion, Osuna returned to her dormitory, and then, amid her roommate's surprise and inquiries, she casually explained and went to take a shower.
That night, Osuna lay in bed, unknowingly dreaming of many strange things. In her dreams, she became incredibly powerful, able to easily destroy a city with a wave of her hand. She could walk among thousands of people unseen, and with just a thought, no one could see her. Furthermore, she could even make an elephant walk down a city street without anyone noticing. Even if someone was stepped on, they would remain completely unaware. It seemed that obscuring her senses and consciousness was an innate ability.
Is this my power? Osuna had been slowly realizing that she was not a witch these days, but last night's dream gave her new hope. So she couldn't wait to start testing her own abilities.
The first target was actually her roommate. After she hid herself, even if she deliberately stood in front of her, the girl in the same dormitory could not see her existence. Not only that, after bumping into Osuna, she fell to the ground and did not feel strange. Instead, she thought it was her own carelessness.
Thus, under Osuna's deliberate testing, this roommate's morning was a disaster. He fell, the blanket dropped from his hands, cold water poured on his head, soaking his hair and clothes, and so on. Finally, he had to dry his hair and change clothes before leaving the house. And yet, he was completely oblivious to all this, taking it for granted that it was all carelessness, and unconsciously ignored all kinds of abnormalities that did not conform to common sense.
It's amazing.
Osuna watched her roommate finally walk out of the dormitory and looked at the palm of her hand. Only then did she realize that she was completely different from before.
The feeling of holding power is truly wonderful, as sweet as honey, flowing slowly in the heart, and unprecedented feelings of joy, contentment, comfort, and superiority gradually surge in the heart.
"Just wait and see, I will definitely surprise you and make you kneel down at my feet willingly. Hahaha..."
The purple-haired girl standing in the room covered her mouth with her hands, looked up at the ceiling, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, and then she let out a wild and wanton laugh.
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