All creatures born on this land enjoy the time given to them and return to nothing.

The same goes for Mirania, the great witch.

No, I couldn't go against the law of life any more just because i was the 'great witch'.

At the last minute, it was a little disappointing, but i was satisfied.

Finally, i finished everything and was able to rest. i thought it was.

"...Mirania."

Someone was calling my name...

After a long sleep, Mirania woke up and opened her eyes. A second later, she was surprised and confused at the same time.

'Am i alive?'

I wiggled my fingers with a blank expression. fingers that move according to my will.

A blanket that covers up to my chest. my face quickly hardened.

Thin fingers that don't have any flesh.

The back of my hand was transparent enough to see the veins.

I couldn't even blink at the moment.

My body was much thinner than i remembered. my skinny body, which was as if it hadn't been taken care of for a long time.

Where am i?

"Oh my god,"

I was amazed to feel the power flowing in my body, what with this amazing state? was it a situation where a river dried up and became a stream?

'What a ridiculously weak magic!'

Standing up in embarrassment, only then could I feel someone's presence.

"..."

"..."

My neck was stiff. my cheek stings. with a cold sweat, i glanced sideways.

I became suspicious

...who?

For a moment, i couldn't figure it out.

After a while, the face of someone struck in my head appeared in front of me.

Whoops, i turned my head. a face that didn't respond to my sudden movements.

It looks familiar somewhere.

'No way.'

A mature appearance than the afterimage left in my head with deep dark eyes like the abyss.

'How could it be? was it him? that man?'

A voice without confidence flowed out of my mouth.

"Grecan?"

His response was dramatic.

His nervous face brightened. a feeling of joy loomed over his face, which was deep enough to make me flinch.

"Right."

And then there's a long silence.

Are you crying?

Soon, the man mumbled in a wet voice.

"Finally you woke up, at last it happened."

Mirania looked suspiciously at grecan's big hand, which was covering one of my hands.

Grecan? was he really grecan?

'This guy?'

A man's big hand. on the back of his hand, there were rough scars everywhere that i didn't remember if it was there before.

There were scars that looked new, but there were also scars that had turned white and seemed like they're from a long time ago.

"Are you hungry?"

Mirania, who came to her senses, frowned.

I guess, it seems like it was really grecan.

Suddenly, a strange seeling came.

I felt unfamiliar with him, who i thought i knew well.

I turned my gaze behind grecan and scanned the unfamiliar room.

A big curtain. furniture with an elegant texture peculiar to expensive rosewood. famous paintings and decorations made by craftsmen in various places in a spacious room.

It was at the height of splendor.

"Where am i?"

"My house."

Grecan simply replied.

"your house? this was the territory of the wolves..."

Smooth and clean blanket. A pattern embroidered with gold thread.

Mirania quickly came to a conclusion.

"I'm sure it's not. Where's malandor? leberians and alliz. right! was alliz okay? I'm sure they've been healed after drinking my blood, but i still need to check..."

"Stop, please mirania."

Grecan's eyebrows frowned. mirania kept her mouth shut after.

Again. it's strange.

Grecan sighed as if he was disappointed.

"You don't have to worry about that."

'Worry about that.?'

Mirania's expression became strange.

For some reason, the nerve cord felt tight.

His eyes drooped as if he was sad.

"Do you know how long I've been waiting?"

"..."

"I couldn't even imagine. how long I've been waiting for you to open your eyes."

Grecan's black eyes became damp. a man with sad eyes with a male scent.

In a word, it didn't suit you.

Mirania realized the identity of the sense of disparity she had felt.

The wolf cub she raised, and cared for until she was put to rest.

But who's this man in front of me?

His energy was far superior to that of the former wolf leader.

A perfect mature man's attitude, and somehow dangerous atmosphere, made him look even more mature.

She was very unfamiliar with it.

'How much time has passed?'

My head was hazy as if there was fog clouding my mind.

Mieania shook her head slightly to keep her confused mind straight.

I tried to regain my composure by sweeping my face down with one hand that was not held by grecan.

Fortunately, it was not difficult to maintain composure.

"I'm sorry, but i still need to hear it. what's happened?"

Her golden eyes subsided calmly.

"What?"

Grecan, unaware of the seriousness in her words, asked back, gently stroking the back of her hand.

His touch was very caring. it wasn't grecan, who jumped after the little witch's kiss.

I was unfamiliar with grecan's behaviour, as skillful as leberians, so i replied one step later, removing my hand from him.

"How could i be alive when i should have died? in such a weakened state like this?"

Grecan looked down at his empty hand. then calmly took her one hand back.

Mirania cared about him without a word.

Soon, grecan slowly began to talk

"Yes, it almost disappeared. i really thought, mirania was dead."

"..."

"it was strange that i wasn't dead."

She examined his face gently.

A darker and more brutal impression than the grecan i remember.

'You've changed, you've changed completely.'

Suddenly, the tension in her gaze was already gone. grecan said with a keen face, as if he did not know her reaction.

"On the other hand, i thought that mirania couldn't die like this. I'm glad you didn't die then."

"..."

"I did well, didn't i? why don't you praise me?"

Grecan raised mirania's hand and rubbed her hand to his hair.

unlike before, each and every one of grecan's actions was annoying, but before that, she focused on understanding the current situation according to grecan's words.

'I survived and didn't die? how?'

Mirania's head was full of confusion and different thoughts came to mind.

The long sigh went down.

"Red flower...was it because of that?"

"..."

"it's unbelievable. it's actually possible to save the dead."

Grecan did not deny it.

She rolled up the blanket and lowered her feet under the bed. immediately, grecan grabbed her hands tightly.

"where are you going?"

Looking down at her hand painfully held by grecan, mirania narrowed her brows.

"what else should i be doing?"

The voice that followed was bleak.

"Grecan."

With a soft voice, grecan blinked and tilted his head.

I stroked grecan's black hair without awkwardness.

just like i did to little grecan, who was hoping for praise.

Even though his youthful appearance had completely disappeared and he had grown into a menacing male, grecan closed his eyes halfway and rumbled his neck to show that some of his childhood appearance remained.

It was a sign that felt good.

After i calmed my heart, i began to snooth 'Grecan the Black wolf ' in earnest.

"Could you help me? i have things left to finish."

"Things to finish?"

"I have to figure out exactly what happened, and if it's not finished, I'll have to end it."

Grecan, who was enjoying the touch of mirania, said dryly.

"Finish?"

"..."

"What are you going to do?"

"That's."

"Oh, because of your death?"

Grecan opened his eyes. it was cold as a blunt gaze. i was stunned.

"Why? do you want to die?"

A somewhat childish question. i felt the tension have eased slightly.

Had he realised the truth as the leader of the wolves, he wouldn't have asked this question, how many years has it been?

Mirania replied calmly.

"That's how it works."

Mirania moved the blanket to the side and raised herself up. even then, grecan remained still.

The moment i went to pass by grecan.

Grecan held my chin and waist.

Grecan got up slowly.

Mirania was unknowingly nervous because of the dark shadow covering her.

'When did you get so tall...'

He used to be on the large side, but he seemed like one head bigger than the others.

Standing behind grecan, her body seemed to be covered and not a single hair could be seen as her trace.

Mirania swallowed her saliva.

'Am i nervous?'

She was stunned by her own reaction.

Grecan placed his hand on her shoulder in embarrassment and pressed it gently.

Mirania instinctively tried to resist, but her legs bended before she could give strength to them.

Grecan looked down at mirania, who sat in his bed.

His face looked darker as the shade fell under his deep eyes.

"What the hell are you doing...?"

Grecan's tightly closed mouth opened as he was about to burst in anger.

"Are you going to abandon me again?"

"What are you talking about? why would i abandon you?"

"No. you're trying to abandon me. mirania doesn't care about me at all. the only thing important to you were the witches, or the peace of the continent..."

Grecan's dark eyes sank dangerously.

"All that matters to you was your enternal rest."

The heavy tenor echoed softly.

"My dear Mirania."

'Dear?'

"I'll give you whatever you want. all under your feet."

His voice resounded in my ears. i was listening to his voice without knowing it.

I don't understand what in the world he was saying.

"Bear my child."

Blah, blah blah...

Questions spread over mirania's golden eyes.

'What have i just heard right now?'

The moment I saw grecan's dark eyes, i immediately realized it.

I realized that it was not a joke or a prank.

it's something dangerous.

A warning sound rang in my head.

I tried to get up, but grecan pressed my shoulder.

"Calm down, Grecan."

It was embarrassing. but i calmly said without excitement.

He responded nonchalantly without a change in his expression.

"Humans say that a woman who gave birth to a child would not run away."

Mirania's lips were wide open after hearing grecan's words.

'Oh, so you're serious about it, right now, for real?'

Eventually, her smooth eyes became distorted.

"If i could keep you, i would do anything."

Mirania's eyebrows narrowed.

'If i use magic to get rid of him...'

I released the mana that became like a stream. i thought i would be able to buy time even though it has no dramatic effect on him.

It was an illusion.

Grecan, who shook my shoulder, smiled at me while i stiffened in surprise.

"it's been a long time, mirania."

I was shocked by the fact that my magic had no effect on grecan at all, with a blank expression on my face, i tried to chase him when he opened the door

"It's no use trying to escape from here. you won't be able to go out alone with your weak body."

His words were extremely sweet when it came to talking bullshit.

Suddenly, mirania, biting her lips, raised her eyes fiercely.

I loved peace, but i wasn't that gentle.

"Ha! are you really crazy?"

Even though i spit out harsh words, grecan only smiled at me with his eyes bent to a crescent shape.

"I missed you, the way you talk, the way you are. i know why you're saying that it's because you feel comfortable with me."

"..."

Now i was dumbfounded and couldn't say anything.

"I love you, Mirania. i waited quietly for you. so, don't do anything useless."

In a low voice, after speaking unfamiliarly, grecan disappeared out of the door.

Mirania's cold face was dazed after she was left alone.

This situation was so absurd, it was excessive that i doubted if i was really out of my mind, to the point that maybe my soul had left my body.

What the hell happened.

'How did that child end up like this?'

Grecan was not a stubborn child, but an obedient wolf.

Just in case, i walked to the door and tried to turn the doorknob, but the door knob didn't even move.

"No, what the hell was going on?"

* * *

A long time ago, to be exact, it was about 20 years before the great witch mirania was put to enternal rest.

"Mirania."

A little wolf on the bed stared at mirania, while she was reading a book.

Mirania, who glanced at the wolf with a book in one hand, reached out and patted him on the back of his head.

Grrrr...

with a pleasant crying voice, grecan showed his stomach.

one after another, while petting his stomach, mirania read a book.

The little wolf groaned satisfactorily at mirania's stroking.

Sweet.

"Mirania..."

Chera walked into the room to find mirania, and faced the peaceful scene.

"For the last few days, soon it would end."

The sound of her clicking tongue was bitter.

chera of the witch family.

There was a reason why she, a member of the witch clan and was closest to mirania, responded that way.

'How could a witch and a wolf get acquainted?'

was that even possible?

The witches, a clan of the great witches.

And the wolves, famous for their strong nature.

On one continent, which shared one land for generations, these two clans were famous for their bad relationship.

In particular, not long ago, they were literally fighting for blood to death, between die biting or die defending each clans.

'I didn't expect this to happen when i first brought it here.'

The story goes back a few days ago.

* * *

In a spacious hall with a cold and bleak energy, three people were staring at each other while sitting in their respective seats.

I didn't even want to breathe near them, so i sat far away from the huge negotiation table specilly prepared for today's meeting.

The witch conference, where the three races meet regularly for negotiating the peace on the continent, or, officially, the 'witch forest conference'.

The witch forest was an area where these three clans lived adjacent to each other.

These meetings usually ended in fights, but usually with the shouting of the head of the werewolf was the cue of the fight.

"What are you going to do? the witch keeps staring a fight. our cursed children go through howling every night in agony!"

Bang!

The roar of hitting the table was loud.

"I want you to solve this first. otherwise, i won't stand still."

The wolf chief, balkan, was half-deformed into a human being.

The back of his hand on the table was covered with fur, and there was a lot of curly brown fur along the outline of his face.

In a roaring voice, a woman wearing a wide-brimmed black hat opposite the crouching woman twisted her grey lips.

The witches, the wolves, and the last bats.

In a three-way fight, scarlet's face, the head of the last clan, was full of chilling ridicule.

"What could I possibly do? what could you even do? this was definitely something mirania was responsible for. balkan, i don't think you'd say anything useful anyway. so i want to talk to you, mirania."

"what? what are you saying now!"

"You want to try it here? where do you want me to put your dirty teeth in?"

"Why don't you do something about the smell of rotting bodies?"

"Are you done talking, have you said everything you want to say?"

"That's all? you didn't even do everything."

"Speaking of smell, there's a lot to talk about here. the smell of dogs emanates from the entrance, it's so awful."

They growled at each other, stepping up to their seats.

From the beginning, that's how they bicker at the table several times.

Did it take a month just to make a table this big out of solid feldspar? or did it take longer?

And it was the witches who build this table.

The woman who sits on the last side of the triangular table was the head of the head of the witches, the great witch mirania.

She tapped the table with her long fingernails with a blank look on her face.

The other two races are said to be insidious, but as the head of the largely wise witch clan, i didn't really think i should stop their fight.

Mirania feowns, and wrinkles her straight nose.

I lamented inwardly because i thought my nose would rot.

'Once again this smell was terrible...'

It was hard to adapt to this smell that makes me vomit no matter how many times I returned.

What would someone feel when they're surrounded with the smell of dogs and ice fishy smell? it would feel like I'm in an ice werehouse that strores all kinds of rotten ingredients. yes, that's how it feels like.

"..."

In fact, i felt very dirty right now.

It wasn't just because of the wolves and bats.

If there was someone who felt good when they have just experienced their heart being pierced, their mind wouldn't be normal.

just an hour ago, i was in the midst of a fierce battle.

The battle ended when my heart was pierced.

And i opened my eyes wide at the exact moment.

"The sense still felt vivid."

And the criminals were the sons and grandchildren of the heads in front of me.

My hand wince as i stare at the enemy. because i want to curse them right now.

'Then there would be a continental war.'

I'm not afraid of the beast-smelling wolf and bat pretending to be alone and independent, but it's hard for me when the two clans join forces.

In fact, these sucessors joined forces when they became heads of their clans, that's how i struggled.

Mirania's face darkened.

Just before this, i died when my heart was pierced.

Of course, it wasn't a fight that took place before this meeting started, so it wasn't at this moment that my heart was pierced.

At this time.

No matter how much I was called a witch, there's no other way for me when my heart was stabbed.

What i had been through was what would happen in the next 20 years or so.

'Why do i always come back to this time?'

Mirania was a regressor. a returner who went back in time ten times already.

Mirania was the only great witch of the witch family, the head of the witch family called the lord witch.

Unlike other clans that inherit the position of head through blood, the head of the witch group was only the great witch.

By the guardian tree of the witch, the new great witch, formed around the time when the current great witch began to lose power, a new great witch would be born ***** when the former great witch dies.

The lifespan of a great witch was 1,000 years.

Mirania was an old witch, a woman with an age that would not be strange if an heir was born from the tree soon.

The targets i have fought more than ten times already are the successors of the wolves and bats who growl whenever we meet.

About 20 years later, they would become the heads of each of their clans, they are the 'main characters' of this world.

This was a broken world with the compulsion of fate. as if trying to follow a set story.

when i returned for the fifth time, i suddenly realized it.

This world was broken, and I'm going through the same thing again.