Witch Redemption

Aside from playing, perhaps the only thing she cares about is those guys who are still asleep.

"Those who aren't completely dead can be brought back, it just takes some time, but there's nothing we can do about those who are completely dead."

"However, at least it gives us a chance to leave those dead guys in another virtual world forever."

"Well, I think it's quite a surprise for the servants as well."

No one could have imagined that the basement of the Love Crafts Library would be such a place of spiritual pollution.

The basement connecting to Room 3 of the Love Crafts Library is a huge, dark red pool of blood, filled with countless twisted flesh and blood, seemingly boiling at all times, about to brew something disgusting.

In any case, any ordinary person who suddenly witnesses such a ghostly place would be instantly terrified.

"Leviathan, look at them. They've been repairing them for so many years, they should be finished by now."

"Don't rush."

The girl whose name was called reached into the pool of blood and pulled hard, pulling out a slender arm typical of women.

Who exactly is this lucky person?

Pulling it outwards with force, first the silver hair, then the long ears characteristic of elves, and finally that familiar face.

"What a pity, his soul and body were already fixed, otherwise..."

The black-haired girl, whose real name should be "Shub Nicholas," muttered to herself a few times, but there was no trace of regret on her face.

She liked this look of the guy, and his face, instead of the ugly man he used to be.

What's wrong with a woman liking cute girls?

Everyone loves beauty, even if that beauty belongs to someone else and not oneself.

"He's getting better! He's getting better! He's alive!"

Leviathan shouted excitedly, which meant that the other guys should be repaired as well and ready to be dragged out of this hellhole at any time.

"By the way, how are you going to explain this to him later? You see, we outsmarted him again in order to escape that chess game. Doesn't that seem a bit inappropriate?"

"Explain what?!"

The black-haired girl shouted, "Not only will he not explain, but he also has to thank me for my great kindness and then serve me like a slave for the rest of his life! Yeah, all these other guys are the same, they all have to kneel down and thank me. With such a huge favor, why bother explaining?"

"But......."

"There are no 'buts'. I am the master! Master, do you understand?"

"Um, you seem to have a bit of a bad woman vibe..."

"Nonsense, being bad is my true nature, hahaha! I'm having such a blast!"

He was practically ready to poke his own head off with his fingers when the black-haired Yu Hui continued to instruct, "What else? Keep dragging it out, drag them all out, give them a surprise!"

One familiar face after another was pulled out of this eerie pool of blood.

In order, they are: Kallen Elf the Witch, Lana Sivir, Lorina Euphemia, Della Bertie, White Antelope, Snow Antelope, Violet, Ian Anne, Sophia, Rosa, Edith, Trish, Peggy, Sherry Nancy, Matilda; Rebecca the Elf, Susan, Juliet; Archean the Banshee; Lucia and Lachesis the Humans; Slime the Servant, Feathered Radiance, Ula, Ori, Jeanne; Mira the Apostle; Star Maid...

In an instant, the entire mentally polluted room was filled with naked bodies lying everywhere.

"Phew—I'm exhausted!"

Leviathan pretended to catch his breath, then glanced at the far corner of the blood pool, where there were two other guys named Thomas and Cozmo.

"The two men will just climb up on their own after they wake up, and I won't touch them."

Okay, actually those two guys don't even have a gender.

"very good!"

The black-haired girl patted the sleeping beauties' thighs, buttocks, and breasts, as if she were picking out pork at a market, her wicked smile appearing somewhat lewd.

"From now on, it's a new life. We need to make them think about what identity they should live under. Anyway, there's no hope for the other world. I don't believe that after all we've done, they still can't let go. How brain-dead would they be?"

"Hmph, it's fortunate that our main body is a powerful force and also interested in this world. If we had lost the bet back then, we would really be gone."

On the surface, they are gambling with some chaotic creator, but in reality, they are gambling with their own true nature. They will never reveal how dangerous this is, keeping it a secret for life.

"So what do we do next?"

"Leviathan asked."

"Wait, wait until they wake up, then take a shower. After that, we'll need them to act as shills for the game we're developing."

"Yes, after all, this is a holographic game, the world's first. It's impossible not to make money from it."

The black-haired girl started chattering, "How about we make the servants the mascots? Then we can shout at them like this: 'Quick, tell him you love him, and make him spend another hundred yuan!'"

"Hey, hey, hey?" Leviathan couldn't take it anymore; she still preferred games with a fair and honest approach.

"Wait, Shub, the servant seems to have woken up?"

The first elven girl to be pulled out slightly opened her violet-colored beast eyes, which showed confusion and bewilderment.

In an instant, the black-haired girl who had been acting quite fiercely suddenly became ladylike, and the mischievous smile on her face seemed to soften.

"Have you woken up from your dream?"

"Welcome home, Karen."

Author's Closing Remarks

Thank you all for your continued support. After more than a year of serialization, The Witch's Redemption has finally come to an end.

Unfortunately, I cannot give you a perfect answer, and I apologize for that and ask for your forgiveness.

The later parts of this book are indeed not very good, and I have tried several times to return to the level of the first volume, but I have not been able to.

I've tried my best, but sometimes I feel that writing a book is something that fluctuates with time, experience, and environment, and my enthusiasm can be worn away.

This is the first time I've written such a long piece, and the first time I've developed a style that I can call my own. Two happy things have coincided, and these two joys have brought me even more joy.

What we received was time that should have been like a dream...

Okay, I won't go into details, but it was actually quite painful later on.

Because I've lost my passion, I'm in terrible shape every day. I'm so stuck that I'm questioning my existence. Every piece of content I produce is dry and lifeless, like dragging a dead dog.

Occasionally, turning on the computer feels like a form of hypnosis for me, accompanied by a nameless fear and a desire to escape.

So readers who have been following my updates should have noticed that my update speed dropped sharply in the later stages, and the plot progressed at breakneck speed. Several times I wondered if I could keep going.

Moreover, according to my original plan, if I want this book to be written well, I need to add at least another 500,000 words to the current version.

Unfortunately, it was too difficult. My condition, writing ability, and writing style were no longer able to support me to go further. Towards the end, I didn't know how to describe many things in detail, and they were very sloppy.

This is the downside of writing extremely long stories, and also the pain of my lack of ability.

So much so that I sometimes think, how wonderful it would have been if this book had ended with the first volume?

Perhaps only the first volume has a slight chance of being "deified," and the later volumes are somewhat superfluous additions.

Sometimes when I think back, I do have the idea of ​​ending it after I finished writing the first volume. After all, there were only a few dozen people following it, a few dozen favorites, and it was only about 500,000 words long. It was definitely going to flop.

I feel it's a miracle that I've managed to persevere until now.

Even though no subsequent volume can match the excitement at the end of the first volume, and the ending was rushed and not even particularly happy, this is probably the only thing I'm proud of: I haven't let myself down from my promise; it truly is over.

All in all, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

I'll probably take a break from the next book for a while, and see how things go next.

Yes, it will happen.

Finally, once again, let me thank you all, the big shots!

It is your support that has enabled me to overcome difficulties and get to where I am today, and I will continue to do so in the future.

Thank you so much!

Let's celebrate the finale together!

Christmas gift

Merry Christmas, everyone.

After such a long hiatus, the new book is naturally... still on hold. I just can't come up with any good topics, and I'm still adjusting my mindset.

As previously promised, a Christmas greeting card will be released this year. Here it is in advance. Those who need it can join the group to get it. You can find the group number in the comments section.

Thank you all for your continued support!