“Tch, hey! I didn’t mean it like that dumbass! Argh! Forget it, I’ll be the one to put you in the ground not yourself!” -A dissatisfied eye twitch from the blonde as she vanished away in an angry fit. Seems even if he wasn’t trying to the protector of humanity for the last laugh this time.-

“Sure… whatever you say. I’ll be disappointed to see you dead and buried due to your own actions, all that talk about being the world’s savior for you to fold under your own ass. But surely you won’t disappoint me right? Surely the robot protecting justice and humanity won’t keel over and die~”

“You know the more I see you the more I think you’ll take yourself out and I don’t even have to lift a finger doing so. Kinda sad honestly.”

“Like that stopped someone from being a witch, I’m sure it’s not as grand as the patchwork witch but recording the world is something she does. Even if you aren’t a witch you’re still not normal.” -How long would she keep denying it? Maybe she was normal and the blonde was reaching… —>

“And you expect to believe you, the person who created whatever the hell this is and made a contact with the abyss is a normal person now? Quit bullshitting me already, even you should know that you’re not completely normal.” -She just couldn’t see why she’s so stubborn about this. —>

“Cut the crap, clearly you’re not normal anymore. Do you think a normal person would be able to create whatever abyss hole this is?” -It was true, even if it was through a ritual normal people wouldn’t be capable of such a thing, at least not unless they were changed in some way. —>

“Like I need a show to watch to be entertained. Clearly you yourself are interesting enough to be worth my time.” -Out of the corner of her eye she saw the figure but when she turned her head they were gone… Strange.- “Besides, clearly you don’t know how to use magic at an advanced level.”

“Oh you bitch-“

“I AGREE! SHES A WHORE!”

“Like I care, it’s your mess so you’re the one who has to get yourself out of the mess you made! Still, I’m sure it’ll be entertaining to watch someone like you hopelessly trying to do the impossible~” -She approached the tear ridden girl with an almost devilish smirk on her face. —>

“SLUTS AND BASTARDS!”

“It’s not how magic works, I’m sure a god could create anything they wanted. Witches have some limits too their power, still, that doesn’t stop me from being the strongest witch in Medea!”

“Clearly this thing didn’t help with shit then now did it? She’s still sick and on her deathbed while you worship whatever the hell this is for a cure. You really a desperate aren’t you?” -The witch glared at the other as well, she didn’t value human life the same as her. —>

“Hah! That means she may be turning into a dark witch faster than you think, then the only thing you can do is kill her before she starts causing problems for everyone~” -She knew dark witches all too well, witches who delved in dark and forbidden magic and couldn’t handle it. —>

“You can’t spawn something from nothing dumbass! It doesn’t work that way, there has to be something to create it from. For example I could ignite the mana around me to create fire but I can’t do that if there’s no mana around.”

“…what the hell does that have to do with magic? If you want a pickle go get it yourself! For the record I can’t spawn a pickle from thin air either so don’t even bother asking.”

“Like I care who this “Kat” person is. What I’m interested in is this thing. The abyss or whatever you’re calling it.” -The swamp witch gazed into the abyss, almost curious of its origin. She was smart enough to not walk straight into it but something about it felt…wrong in a certain way.- —>

-The witch followed along, though she was cautious of the other. She could’ve put up a front of niceness only to stab her in the back soon after. So the swamp witch kept a close eye on the other, not letting her out of her sight for a second. —>

“Huh. Sounds to me like you made a contract without knowing it. Whatever you made a contract with clearly wants something from you. Not that I’d know what it is.” -As an experienced witch herself it was clear what it was she was dealing with. A contract and curse…A cursed contract if you will. —>

“The hell are you talking about brat? I knew this forest was magic, the mana from this area is too high for it not to be, but this abyss you keep mentioning. What even is it?” -She raised an eyebrow, surely she would know what it was if it protected her right? It made sense. —>

“You really are annoying you know that? Maybe I should rip your head from your shoulders you damned whore! But fine, I’ll play along. What do you want me to do then?”

“It’s called not living in the same time period! I thought that was obvious given how many people think of me as a stupid fake witch or dress up fake!”

“If it is then I haven’t heard of it dumbass! Or Clearly it’s not a genre in my world yet!”

“I know what music is, obviously. Jazz isn’t in my world, dumbass.”

“The f*ck is jazz?”

“That’s how I treat most people, I tolerate them. I prefer to live my life alone and to spread my swamp but if I HAVE to have someone around there could be worse people I guess.” -She wasn’t a doomed type person, she was simply cruel, enjoying the suffering of others. —>

“I don’t just hate men I just don’t care for people in general. Why should I? Unless I can make their problems worse they’re just annoying to be around. Plus I tolerate my butler and alpha to an extent so I don’t hate all men.” -She’d continue to eye the other carefully.-

“I can never tell if you’re making a mockery of me or genuinely have lost your mind. You realize if a witch and a man get together and have a kid disaster strikes right? Plus I don’t even have a man I like.”

“So you get pregnant or something? Or do you make life from random plants? Either way, weird.”

“Like I care if this place is too cold or not, not like coldness ever stopped my swamp before so a little chill from this place means nothing!” -She glared at the other, her entire demeanor seemed to have completely flipped! From nervous, almost paranoid to calm and collected… —>

“Something else huh? I’ll just deal with it once my swamp has made its home here, as for you though…” -It only took a second for the figure to appear in front of the other with little to no warning- “I’m sure I’ll have some fun breaking and torturing you~ kyhahahaha~!”

-The only thing left when the light shone in her area was the bristling of leaves and rustling of the forest. Clearly someone had been watching her.- “Now where’s the fun in me telling you~? You’ve wandered into my new domain girl~ Now it’s time you pay the price for such trespassing, kehehehe~”

“Hehehehe~ What’s someone like you doing out alone at night? Didn’t anyone teach you not to go out alone?” -A voice? But from where…? Somewhere close for sure but the precise location was unknown.-

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“Shut it! It’s none of your business whether you hit a sour spot or not, the form clearly gave you a confident tongue that’s for sure.” -It’s not that she hated it…for the most part anyways. She just didn’t know how to feel about it, she had never had someone for forward. —>

“Rareware? Nah, NIS is my supposed developers, whatever that means. At least I appear in some of their other shit, even had a pseudo sequel that’s more of a sequel than my own “sequel.””

“Must be nice. I haven’t had a game since 2013. No I’m not counting the “sequel” that doesn’t count.”

“Eh who gives a shit what they think anyways? If they start looking you look strong enough to punch their head off or whatever.”

“It’s annoying is what it is. But yeah, bunch of perverts probably getting all flustered looking at you.”

“Same reason why people call me sexy and stare at my chest. They’re perverts that’s why.”

“Obviously, I know enough about world travel to know that each version of one’s self is different, even if only by a little bit. Though given you said barely any versions of you even exist at all I doubt there even are many to see.”

“You know I was saying that as a joke yet I’m not surprised I’ve done it before. You’re not as innocent as you present yourself as, you’re just kinda dumb… very dumb actually.”

“Maybe you’re just weird, really either one is accurate. Especially considering you were talking about. Still, what are you going to do this time? Go work at one of the brothels or clubs you like or whatever?”

“As a god or whatever I’m sure you have plenty of free time, I mean you’ve said before how you’ve had like, 10 jobs before. I guess working yourself to the brink is better than doing nothing.”

“That ain’t something to be proud of you know. So what, you just distract yourself with shit to do to stop thinking about…whatever it is you think about at night?”

“Not like I have much else better to do myself but you seem content having terrible nights.”

“You know, I’d be surprised if your night wasn’t restless or sad for you.”

“I don’t care if your strays get a disease and die if they’re annoying me.” -She scoffs as well, watching them retreat back as the cats bite mark continues to bleed- “Why the hell do you have 3 of them anyways?“

“I’m not their damn chew toy you know? If they wanna bite something go have them bite a dead corpse or something- Oww! I think one drew blood, the prick!”

“The hell? Tell you damn strays to get off of me! Their bites are annoying…”