Villain Ch 1442. The Birth of the First Witch
The room was silent.
The witch stood at the precipice of something greater than revenge, greater than grief.
A choice.
And in the Devil Emperor's smile, she saw something she had not seen in a very long time.
Freedom.
The witch stared at him.
His words were poison, dripping with temptation, with something dangerous and intoxicating.
But…
He was right.
They would never stop hunting her.
The world she had tried to save had turned its back on her. The ones she had trusted had betrayed her. The magic she had once cherished had been used to break her apart.
And now, the Devil Emperor stood before her, offering her something no one else ever had.
Not sympathy.
Not kindness.
Not redemption.
But power.
And a chance to burn it all down.
Her fingers relaxed, the tension in her body unwinding just slightly.
She exhaled slowly, violet eyes glowing in the darkness.
"…Fine."
The Devil Emperor's grin widened, slow and sharp. "Good."
