Prologue I present this Long spanning story to you

I know you’ll hate me if I tell you the truth; that’s why I decided against it.

No matter what I say, no matter how I say it, no matter how much I try to comfort you, in the end pain and suffering await you, as you truly are a cursed existence, aren’t you? And yet your ideals and goals never waver one bit, do they?

Hey Ariel I wonder, had you moved on, would this long-spanning tragic story have started? Would we continue suffering endlessly without an end? Would you have found happiness? Would we have found happiness?

Would your story find happiness? Oh, right, it’s because of her you started writing, no? I guess it’s pointless to ask now. Come to think of it, I never once got the chance or, rather, the courage to ask.

And now I have lost my chance forever. Ah, how cruel fate truly is, huh? Granting us the chance to do something only for one simple loss to utter in a new change and ruin everything after all. Thinking back, it was only one simple, measly wish, a wish

that you had uttered to save her life, unknowing of the cruel, cruel fate that awaited you, or perhaps us too. I prayed, fought, died, and lost my sense of self, all in order to reach it, but at the end it never came to fruition. I ended up aiming too high for my liking.

And soon enough I lost myself forever. That innocent, lone little girl bubbling with energy is long gone, never to come back, and this cruel, cold witch, as they call me nowadays, who oversees everything

Even so, I still prayed for the return of those simple days where we would act silly and not worry about anything. If only those days could come back, but I suppose that matters not anymore. And oh, have no fear, I won’t abandon you nor this story. Even if it takes a millennium, I won’t forget you nor this story—after all, there’s nothing scarier than being forgotten. That’s what you told me that one night, didn’t you? Hmm, I could be misremembering. I suppose I may be, but just know this, Ariel: no matter what happens, I will always wait for you. I will always pray for your safe return. After all, you promised me to save me. I’m still here, Ariel. I will always be here forever and ever for all eternity.

Once you have reached the end, once you have fully understood the story at its core, at its disgust, at its ugliness, at its best, at its simplicity, at its worst, then once you arrive here, won’t you share your interpretation of it with me? Though I doubt you’ll have much to say once you uncover the truth, so I’ll leave you with this.

At the end of the story lies a conclusion, an ending that’s set for you and only you, so please, once you uncover the truth with your own truth, then without hesitation slash me with it, and only then, only then, will you be able to write your own story.

—written by yours truly

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“Are you sure about this?”

He asked a dear friend of mine who had been by my side for a long time and is a traveler of sorts.

“Yes, I’m sure it’s our only way of continuing this story after all and bringing him back.”

I answered without hesitation hoping he would agree with me or rather-understand as there truly is no other way for him to comeback.k I didn’t like the idea myself but at this point I had no choice but to do this—truly no choice at all…..

“But still I don’t think he’ll be happy about you taking over his role after all.”

My friend said this and I pondered over it. Right, of course he won’t be happy about this but it’s a burden I’ve decided to take in the hopes of bringing him back so there’s no need to worry. I might be lonely for a millennium or two but I’m sure my memories of him will take shape and save me

“Don’t worry I know what I’m doing. I know the risks, I know the burden, the pain and lastly, I know the loneliness of it all.”

My friend had a painful look in his face; it hurt me greatly but I can’t look back anymore After all, this is a story “he” started and entrusted to me so no matter what, I won’t complain or entrust it to anyone but “him.” that’s what we decided. I can’t let anyone take his one and only story away from him.

This is my story as much as it’s his.” I thought to myself,

A look of determination, a look of suffering, a look of kindness, a look of acceptance, a look of hatred, a look of sadness I wonder what’s mine?

“The final preparations are almost over; our time together is almost over…”

My dear friend had said so, and I realized our long, long time together is finally coming to an end. Our friendship was forged with reliability and trust; it was a mutually beneficial relationship—just two friends supporting each other. That’s merely all. Since when did it turn into this, I wonder?

I wish I could have spent time more with you.

I thought to myself in my head, After all, I can’t show any sympathy or nostalgia one bit towards him. After all, I’m sure we’ll spend more time in the long distant future together, maybe in a different body? Or perhaps through reincarnation? Regardless, I’m sure it’ll be fine. I’m sure it’ll be fine….

“Goddess, it’s time.”

After working on the preparations for hours, I and my dear friend finally reached the end of this work and now it’s time to enact the final story or rather, my final story long-spanning story of a little girl who yearned to be praised, loved, and respected, and now “you,” my dear, will stand on center stage. It’ll be your very own story after all, but don’t worry, I’ll be there, or rather “she” will be there, so please be friends with her. That’s my one and only wish, and with this, I chanted,

Oh magic that conforms to all I wish upon thy miraculous hand to aid my ascension towards godhood. I, the witch named as ■■■, shall oversee this newly built world

Magic World Rebuilt Formation

The little girl who loved magic more then anyone and the boy who never admonished her or hated her for it but supported her for it—a story of two lovebirds shall now take place alongside a world of possibilities and swords and magic alongside a fantasy setting and so the world you wanted more than anyone will now manifest, and you will be reborn as an abnormality but pay heed for your existence will certainly capture many a heart and your ideals and goals shan’t waver my dearest one, you are the one whom rises above many and is the fairest and kindest of all, I pray happiness and prosperity upon you, my dearest. I

Tears started forming before I could finish the final verse of the chant. Ah, why now, damn it? I practiced so much. Why? Why, damn it? I prepared myself; my body and mind are ready, but perhaps my heart isn’t. Damn it all, I waved my tears away and took a deep breath. I can’t hesitate.

Now after coming this far, it’ll be painful. Yeah, it’ll be lonely. Yeah, but “he” will be here for sure, so I’ll be fine for sure. I’ll just have to bear it for a while, I’m sure. I have to, yes; it’s just a bit, and after repeating it like a mantra, I regained myself and resumed my final story chant.

Wish for nothing more than…than…………………………for……………..you to live your own life as simply you, my dearest. This is a story we created just for you and you tread without fear towards your story.

I praised myself for finishing the final verse for the chant and didn’t succumb for sadness and hesitation. The purple magic circle where I’m standing on glowed brightly and it signaled the start and at the same time the end of the story this time finally. This new story will finally start and will keep going until the truth has been realized and you have reached the end of the story, my dearest, and with this, I fell into a deep sleep and will surely awaken once the world is fully created.

I wonder if this was all avoidable? Everything we went through, everything that this story brought upon us all of it…though I guess it’s pointless to ask, huh.