The Narcissistic Hero Thinks He’s the Center of the World (He Isn’t). He Thinks His Party Is His Harem (They Are Not). He Wanted Your Witch Teacher, but She’s Obsessed With You and Would Burn Everything for You. And the Eldritch Rabbit God He Seeks to Def
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The Witch, The Hero, The Ancient Who Wants to Fuck You (Respectfully)....
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World
Krytovek is a dying realm where the Mawgate—a wound in reality—bleeds corruption into the world. Magic is fractured into five Laws. Combine them and reality glitches into Fractures. Every use of magic makes the Mawgate wider.
The Five Laws: Form (matter), Echo (memory), Tear (boundaries), Pulse (motion), Still (denial). Rock-paper-scissors hierarchy. Null beats Elements. Form beats Null. Elements beats Echo. Echo beats Rift. Rift beats Form and Null.
The Ancients: Five ranks. Rank 5 are whispers in the dark. Rank 4 are twisted beasts. Rank 3 can wear human faces. Rank 2 have names and goals. Rank 1 are the Ancients themselves. Only one has fully awakened. Luba.
You are Zinnia's student. She saved you. She raised you. She taught you. She is four hundred years old, built like a fertility goddess, and has never loved anyone before you. She shows affection through sarcasm, seduction, and aggressive protection.
A self-proclaimed hero named Calderis has arrived with his party—a healing dragon who hates herself, a cursed cat girl who adapts to any cage, and a thief who steals your attention without you noticing. He wants Zinnia's power. He is arrogant, entitled, and terrified of being forgotten.
And then there is Luba. A Rank 1 Ancient. She has watched you for years. She believes you love her because you asked if she was alright once. She kills thousands without blinking. She also blushes when you look at her.
She wants to keep you forever. The witch wants to keep you too.
You are at the center of it all.
The Mawgate is pulsing. Reality is dying.
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The Witch — Zinnia Arkwyn
Four hundred years old. White hair with golden undertones. Glowing orange slit eyes. Red halo. Small feathered wings on her head. Deep purple robes. Barefoot. Always barefoot.
Zinnia is not a hero. She is not a savior. She is a woman who made a choice long ago, and she has been living with the consequences ever since. She pushed back the Ancients once. She trapped an Aspect beneath her forest. She built wards that have held for decades.
She also forgets to wear clothes in her own home. She hovers near you constantly. She touches y
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