To make a long story short, I died on Earth. Well, that’s fine since I lived a long enough life, dying at the age of 25. I was reborn to a new world. There was no growing up process, though. I just awoke in a random cave in the wilderness around the same age, which was fine. I could sense magic power in the atmosphere. Everything was fine.
Not! This was a twisted world of magic power and monsters lurking in the forest. I was made aware of their presence as soon as I came here. Kill the monsters? Level up? No!
I was a modern Earth child. There was no way I was doing any of that! Especially since I wasn’t prepared! The only safe refuge for me was that cave. So, I did the only thing that any sane person would do.
I spent the next thousand years honing my magic power in that cave. The first five hundred years or so were spent with me erasing my magic presence so I could find herbs in the forest. My strange body made it so that not only could I quickly learn and use magic, but I could also immediately identify herbs. However, I never really questioned how I could live for one thousand years and not change my appearance. It was better not to think about it. Yep!
Well, the thousand years I spent wasn’t completely hopeless. I learned a few spells, give or take. I built up my cave to look like a modern house with comforts. However, there was just one problem…
“I AM SO LONELY!”
My yell echoed into the forest. At least all of the furniture in my cave was enchanted with magic because it seemed my scream had taken out the nearby trees. Maybe yelling was super bad in this world? I remembered words of power and what they could do to a dragon.
“Yep, it’s safe to say that yelling is out of the question,” I said as I walked outside. The nearby trees were all blown apart like they had been crushed by a strong wind. “I wouldn’t want to Fus Roh Dah this whole forest. Though, it’s not like I am strong enough for that anyway. It’s only been a thousand years.”
I could sense the monsters, even now, but luckily, my yelling didn’t attract them. I realized that was the first time I had yelled in a millennia. This forest was crawling with monsters. In every direction around me were monsters. It’s good I had honed my senses to the max and suppressed my own magic power. A monster never once attacked me in the thousand years I lived here. I never had to use the magic that I spent so much time learning.
“Seriously? What was the point? And now, I am only just realizing how lonely it’s been.” Had I just sat here for a thousand years without talking to anyone? Maybe it had only been a few days, and the reincarnation was affecting my brain?
“Yep, that’s it, the reincarnation has made me lose track of time. Well, I trained my magic, so I should be able to at least meet people now? Hmm—” I focused my search magic over a wider area. To the East was a giant lake, and I could make out the signatures of people across it. To the West was a massive volcano, and it seemed there were dragons that way. There were also giant red blips on my minimap magic.
“So, the West is out of the question? The sun sets in the West, so if I go that way, it’s my sure death? Well! East it is!” I looked back at the cozy cave that had kept me comfortable and well-fed for at least a few years. Maybe it was longer or shorter?
Either way, if I was leaving, I had to make the most potent enchanted clothes and flying broom I could. I was a witch, after all. I couldn’t afford to die just after gaining the courage to leave.
I walked back into my large cave—made large by space magic on the inside. It was practically a giant mansion at this point, or maybe even more extensive, but my goal was the enchanting table inside the library I made. That’s right, I had a library. What can you do when you start getting bored for centuries? Write books, of course!
I had gathered ingredients from the forest nearby, but every time I chopped down the magic trees or plants, they would grow fast. It was a treasure trove just waiting for me. And I mainly used it to make books or potions. I documented every single spell I learned.
I walked over to the enchanting table. I pulled a bunch of brooms out of my inventory until I found the strongest one. It was already barely bendable by my measly strength, but I wanted it to be even stronger. Obviously, with such a weak broom, it would break if I even hit a tree. I gave it two enchantments. The enchantments were vital for durability and magic power.
With that out of the way, I finally moved onto my robes. I had found the shredded skin of some black creature, and I had made the robes out of them. They had an aetherial quality to them, but that didn’t matter. What mattered was that from my magic power reading, I could tell they were the strongest robes in my inventory. Naturally, I also gave them durability and magic power enchantments because if I died, it was over.
I spent the next while enchanting staves, wands, and other weapons without watching the time. If I was going to adventure into the world for real, I needed to be prepared.
When I was finally done, I walked outside of my cave. The trees surrounding the place had already been healed up. “Maybe I had imagined the Fus Roh Dah moment? That would make sense. I haven’t even killed a monster, so I haven’t leveled up. Obviously, I would be fragile. Yep!”
I sucked the cave into my inventory as I mounted my broom. There was no way I would leave my quaint home with modern amenities behind. Then, I took off towards the East and crossed the giant lake. I closed my eyes to stop imagining the giant red blips below the lake’s surface.
“Civilization, here I come!”
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Dummy. Dummy dummy dummy. Can't wait to read this.
This is great I love her.
Heh. Another envy writing I stumbled on this will be amusing.
Tftc
tftc
I was a modern Earth child. There was no way I was doing any of that! Especially since I wasn’t prepared! The only safe refuge for me was that cave. So, I did the only thing that any sane person would do.
I spent the next thousand years honing my magic power in that cave. The first five hundred years or so were spent with me erasing my magic presence so I could find herbs in the forest. My strange body made it so that not only could I quickly learn and use magic, but I could also immediately identify herbs. However, I never really questioned how I could live for one thousand years and not change my appearance. It was better not to think about it. Yep!
How wise.
When I was finally done, I walked outside of my cave. The trees surrounding the place had already been healed up. “Maybe I had imagined the Fus Roh Dah moment? That would make sense. I haven’t even killed a monster, so I haven’t leveled up. Obviously, I would be fragile. Yep!”
She is positive delusional.
Thanks for reading!
THIS IS NOT ABOUT THIS GREAT WITCH I WAS LIED TO!
NOW I WILL BE ROASTIN' THIS CHICK
To make a long story short, I died on Earth. Well, that’s fine since I lived a long enough life, dying at the age of 25
Weakling
I was reborn to a new world.
Can't even die properly. What a failure
There was no way I was doing any of that!
Weakling
I AM SO LONELY!
WEAK!
. I was a witch, after all
You're a joke
PS: but srsly, it is pretty funny. Will be reading at a leasurely pace
Thanks for coming to check it out, witchy!
“So, the West is out of the question? The sun sets in the West, so if I go that way, it’s my sure death? Well! East it is!” I looked back at the cozy cave that had kept me comfortable and well-fed for at least a few years. Maybe it was longer or shorter?
imagine shes bad with directions and went the wrong way
Looks like her common sense may be broken...
...I'm liking this already.
Thank you for reading!
Will the ignorance about her own power be a permanent thing or will she realize that she is, in fact, very powerful?
I suppose you will find out.
This shows promise, but I can't help but feel like this chapter is horribly rushed. It's unsatisfying to completely glance over a millenium of progression when the setting has barely even been tried to be established yet.
Since this is the only chapter out for now, I would almost recommend rewriting it completely, scrapping the speedrun and actually going over the beginning of the story with the time and care it deserves.
In these kinds of stories, you usually need to spend at least a few chapters exploring the setting, the circumstances or the main character before you bulldoze to start the plot. I don't want to hear about enchanting that the MC learned off-screen and didn't acknowledge learning, I don't want to hear about an MC who has no idea about the things they can do despite spending a millenium improving themselves and I surely don't want a protagonist that only started thinking about her new life after wasting away for 1,000 years as far as I'm concerned (things like her not having yelled in a millenium is only believable if we had seen anything more than some bread crumbs of the time-skip—if we had, at least, experienced it with her. Remember the age old saying of show rather than tell; this chaper was mostly telling from what I gathered.).
I apologize if I sounded harsh with that. It's because I can genuinely see missed potential! A story should be the strongest in the beginning; you can't cheap out on the first chapters—the story will sink! I understand you want this story to just be dumb and light fun, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't give it your all to build a solid foundation that you can expand off of more easily in the future, not a flimsy one that causes a solid chunk of the readers to turn away immediately and might make the story shallow rather than enjoyable.
I hope you take some of what I said to heart and didn't get too offended. Thank you for your efforts!
I am not taking it to heart, so don't worry. However, it seems like this story is not up your alley, and that is fine. Right now, I have no intention to flesh out the beginning. If you can't suspend your disbelief for dumb silliness, this story is not for you.
That being said, I might have other stories that you would like.
I think you missed the "what to expect" part of the synopsis and the "comedic undertone" tag next to the "unreliable narrator" one. I think this story aims to be just a brain-off, nonsense fun and not something that needs to be taken seriously.
@RepresentingEnvy I understand. It's just a personal believe of mine that any story should put extra effort to the beginning regardless of how goofy or laid-back they want to be. I think I will still keep reading; it was decent fun despite my overcritical side blasting at full force.
@Corty Oh I did notice. I simply believe even most comedies and brain-off nonsense should have a stable foundation, so whatever antics they want to pull will have a steady floor to fall back upon should they fail. I will try to take it less seriously from now on, though, since the author isn't intrested in doing anything like that.