There Are Many Possessors in This Romance Fantasy chapter 40

40. This world(2)

This world was destroyed once.

The terrible power of the wishes of the stars swallowed the world to fulfill the witches’ greed.

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Most people died a terrible death, and the otherworldly power passed to the witches.

Those who remained were exploited by the witches who were intoxicated by the power, and had a terrible day.

In the meantime, a witch who was watching the destruction of this world suddenly became terrified.

What if we continue to live in this world and all normal people die?

If the people I’m going to wield with this power disappear… Then… What about the remaining witches?

Once only the witches are left, who will they take care of after that? Who will be at the bottom of the food chain?

Driven by such a selfish fear, she decided to travel back in time through her magic.

I was driven by the desire that if I could go back in time with this knowledge, only I could rule the world.

With a feeling of being torn from her soul, she successfully returned to the past.

Although she lost all her memories in return and lost her magic and enchantments.

She went back to the past no matter what she wanted.

As time passed and she became an adult, she came into contact with her magic as naturally as she had in the past.

As soon as she uses her magic to become a witch again, she remembers her lost past.

She brought back memories of her past and annihilated all the witches.

Don’t create a ruler other than yourself. She found and found and killed all the witches.

All material about her witch was discarded, and she lived happily in her own world using magic.

Decades later, a time of peace.

Somewhere in the empire she founded, signs of doom are beginning to appear.

A land where people start to die suddenly for unknown reasons, and all living things lose their vitality and wither away. Seeing her with no vitality at all, she suddenly recalled the past.

The first life that led to destruction by consuming most of life while trying to conquer the world with witches.

She started to feel anxious again.

Unlike when you killed the witches, this time there was no information.

I don’t know where the witches are, and how they use magic.

In the end, she tried to regress. Back when she killed all the witches.

As a result of the magic she had to cross over several decades, she became a body that could no longer gather her mana.

And at that same time, someone who wanted to use regression magic appeared.

Another witch who met witches by chance and became a witch, and found out the truth of this world…

She is just as determined as she was to go back to ruling the world by herself.

Two time return magics overlapped, and the world was split in two.

A world in the end is really a world where witches are all dead.

To this world we currently live in.

A lot has happened since then.

This world is made up of magic and one man’s desire… It is a distorted world.

After the witch returned, she gave birth to a child and made her the greatest villain in the empire. No, you could say she is the best witch in the empire.

She said at that time that the only living witches were her and her children.

But she made a mistake.

She is the child she gave birth to and raised herself, the child she educated and raised herself, the child she taught magic and made into a witch.

I bet you didn’t know that it would destroy the world.

Even the witch didn’t hesitate to kill her mother.

The witch, who had a talent for magic more than anyone else, and even though she surpassed her mother at some point, did not show her signs and quietly hid her teeth.

I mercilessly raised my sword and killed my mother bit by bit, unable to even resist, suppressed by her overwhelming magical power.

She wanted to die from the pain that kept eating her body for countless hours, but the witch wouldn’t let her die so easily.

For that reason, the days I lived with being abused by her were too unfair.

Slowly, for eons of time, the witch who painstakingly killed her mother lost her will to live.

She went around the world, the witch who killed all living things, she despaired and then she tried to die with the world.

On the imperial throne where her mother died, she felt her mother’s magic.

The mother, who had been holding her breath while prolonging her life with her magical powers she had been persistently hiding, tried to turn back time once again by gathering her magical energy.

Surprised by her living creature, delighted that her mother was alive, and angered by the fact that she had left her alone and ran away, the witch moved to her side in an instant.

However, the mother’s magic that she had been waiting for for this moment had already been completed.

Seeing her child greet her with a bright smile, the mother had a seizure and activated her magic.

As time went back, life began to sprout again in this world and the creatures that had met their deaths.

Her witch memories are not lost, and we do not know what she gave in return, but she returned safely.

When she returned to her mind that she would never get married or give birth to her children, she passed out after seeing her stomach.

She was back in the day when she was carrying that horrible child.

Having lost all her magical powers, and even her magical knowledge gone, the only way she could kill this bastard of hers was physically.

But she made a big mistake.

Her memories, pain, and death were imprinted on her and did not disappear.

Not losing her memory is not her blessing, it’s her curse that makes her suffer.

Only then did she realize the price she had paid.

Her life was the price of her suffering while watching her and repeating her own death all her life.

She was so distressed that she would have seizures when she saw her face, and hives when near her.

That’s how the child grew up receiving another form of abuse.

Unfortunately or fortunately, even though I was introduced to magic, I did not grow up with the knowledge of witches, so I grew up normally.

And the moment she meets a certain man, falls in love, and tries to seize happiness.

Due to my mother’s magic, that happiness was destroyed again.

And I was born.

“You know who you are even if you don’t tell me, right? Who started to sow the seeds of misfortune, and who is the child who grew up eating misfortune because of that seed.”

Froden’s face contorted. Her tears began to fall as if her tear glands were broken by the overwhelming sadness.

I wanted to reach out my hand and caress the demon’s face and tell her not to cry, but the magic awl that was aiming at her neck didn’t allow me to touch her.

“Knowing that fact, what did you, no Tina, think?”

I couldn’t treat her kindly, calling her her friendly.

The depth of her despair was felt in her monologue. How on earth did she endure that feeling that is far away just by hearing her?

“I am Tina, but I am not her. She has a different idea of a different personality… A personality created to protect her sanity, so to speak.”

“Even so, she must be her.”

“Tina hid deep in her consciousness, confused by her reviving memories.”

“…She figured it out too.”

Froden captured Walpurgis. Watching him withdraw her sword, her witch’s personality reaped magic.

Because she no longer felt hostile toward him.

“What will happen to the regression magic if I kill the Countess?”

“There is no way to do anything about the time that has already gone back. However, due to her repeated regression magic, the torn space will be restored and the lost souls will find their place.”

At those words, Froden realized. Who do the lost souls mean?

And she wonders why she herself dies.

“There will be an ending that I want.”

“But the ending that everyone wants won’t happen. Everyone who is lost and Tina want the ending.”

“What if I don’t kill the Countess? Are you sure this won’t happen in the future?”

At that, her witch personality shut her mouth. Even now, she is struggling to use that magic.

And if that magic were to be activated again, something might happen this time.

“That’s why I took the risk.”

She hesitated a few times as she pursed her lips. After three sighs and seven lip-bites, she opened her mouth as if she had made up her mind.

“How about running away to a different world from me?”

“It’s another world. Is this a story about leaving it alone?”

“Me and you. It is a story about escaping alone. Leave this world alone.”