Otaku Witch

On the other side, Dorothy's experience was quite fascinating.

She felt her soul constantly rising, until it eventually ascended into the sky and looked down upon the earth as if it had transformed into a star.

Surrounding her were densely packed millions of stars, which in her perception, each seemed to be a soul of a witch just like her.

These were probably the other students participating in the Witch's Night Festival.

However, the homebody witch didn't pay much attention to her fellow classmates. Her gaze was fixed on the world below, the Witch World, which was still a small cosmos in the making.

At that moment, the flow of time within the world started to accelerate wildly: double speed, quadruple speed, octuple speed...

Seas changed into mulberry fields, and suns and moons cycled rapidly...

The homebody witch felt as if everything below was like a movie with the fast forward button pressed, hundreds of years passing in an instant. Then, having transformed into a star, she felt a gravitational pull dragging her downwards.

Dorothy didn't resist the pull, knowing that the second act of Witch's Night had begun.

As she fell, she glanced back and saw the stars in the sky fall too, creating a meteor shower.

"As expected, it's the open beta version for this act, it seems I have a tough battle ahead."

That was her last thought.

Then everything went dark as she plunged into a brief darkness.

When Dorothy struggled to open her eyes again, she found herself lying in what seemed to be a waterlogged coffin.

Emmmm, okay, it wasn't exactly a coffin, but rather a kind of hibernation pod similar to one, and the waterlogged sensation was due to the nutrient solution that had filled the pod previously.

Sensing her awakening, the nutrient solution's level slowly decreased, and the clear glass lid also began to lift slowly. It was then that the homebody witch, holding onto the armrests, sat up with a move akin to rising from a coffin.

The first order of business upon waking up was, of course, to check her body.

Having discovered that her body had remained in place even after she had "logged off" before, Dorothy was quite worried. After all, although she had ingested the Hero's Blood Magic Potion nine times in a row and had vaguely touched the ceiling of this small world, the problem was that mortal limits were set by lifespan, usually not more than four to five hundred years at most.

She had slept for four to five hundred years; she feared she might wake up to be Granny Dorothy.

The thought of possibly becoming an old granny with a wrinkled face and age spots gave the homebody witch...

Well, she wasn't overly panicked. She even found it somewhat amusing, after all, since this was all just a dream and not reality, there was no real problem.

Besides, hot-blooded series about the elderly seemed to be quite popular lately; the older they get, the tougher they fight.

But now, seeing her hands still smooth and delicate, Dorothy's worry faded, with a tinge of disappointment that she wouldn't get to experience being a magic-wielding granny tottering onto the battlefield with her walking stick.

She waved her hand, summoning an Ice Mirror, and upon seeing her reflection, she found herself still displaying the youthful appearance of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old.

Good, she was still just as beautiful, even tempting herself with her charm; truly the perfect girlfriend template bestowed by the gods.

However, her brow furrowed shortly after, as the spellcasting made her aware of a slight anomaly in her body.

There seemed to be something extra inside her.

"Oh my, what is this, Pava?"

Feeling the surging Magic Power within, the homebody witch was momentarily stunned.

A quick sense revealed a Magic Power of around 500k mana, 500k! Just what did that mean? That was the level of a typical Title-level Sorceress, when had she ever had such abundant Magic Power in her life?

For a moment, Dorothy felt a surge of happiness fill her completely. She started to question if she was still dreaming, almost wanting to slap herself to see if it would hurt.

But just as her hand was about to hit her face, she abruptly stopped.

"Am I really being this silly? This is already a dream, after all. In the dream, a slight enhancement like this is entirely reasonable."

Dorothy suddenly recalled it was Witch's Night, the Divine King's dream, and that realization dampened her spirits again.

After all, the strength acquired during Witch's Night couldn't be taken back to reality; this 500k mana was just a temporary power-up.

Yet, not five seconds into her disappointment, she suddenly leaped up in excitement.

"Hehe, who cares if it's a temporary power-up or not, let's enjoy it first. I declare that I'll take the lead in the upcoming battle. I don't mean to look down on others, but it's simply because I am truly invincible now."

She laughed triumphantly, boasting as she did.

Even though the Magic Power was still the degraded mortal Life Magic Power, and even though she still only possessed those few low-level specialties that she had barely evolved using the Hero's Blood Magic Potion, none of that impeded the homebody witch's pride and brashness. After all, she had never fought before with such wealth at her disposal.

It was only as she laughed that she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in the corner of the small, seemingly sealed room.

"Haha... erm... cough cough cough... Denisha, when did you get here?"