Witch Of Envy Re:zero Novels & Stories

Even after the meeting ended, he sat frozen in his seat. When the room cleared, he stood and walked toward me one slow step at a time. His jaw was covered in stubble, and his eyes were streaked with red. Compared to the polished version of me standing in front of him, the man he used to be was long gone. In less than a month, our positions had completely reversed. He opened his mouth to speak, but I beat him to it. "You want to know why I hold 60% of Wynn Group, don't you?"

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

She looked at the infant in her arms—the child whose one green eye was now weeping a single, glowing drop of red ink. ​"You're lying," Nora whispered, her voice trembling. "My mother died so the 'Friction' could live. You’re just a... a Re-Skin. You’re the 'Director’s Cut' that nobody asked for!" ​"I am the User-Preference," the Cyber-Witch countered, stepping forward as the floor beneath her turned into a glowing hex-grid. "The Readers want a reunion, Nora. They want the 'Mother-Daughter' arc. If you come with me, the 'Synergy Group' can't hurt you. You’ll be the Admin of your own reality."

the witch replied. She lunged toward Rhea. Rhea didn't have a weapon. She didn't have her mates' strength. But as the witch approached, Rhea felt a surge of cold, dark energy from the blood pact she had just signed. It wasn't the wolf. It wasn't the healer. It was the Ruin. Rhea didn't think. She simply threw her hand out. A blast of silver and black energy erupted from her palm, striking the lead witch square in the chest. The woman was sent flying backward, her body disintegrating into ash before she even hit the ground.

He places a single object on the obsidian floor: A shard of black-glass (once part of a Hollow Choir vessel), now cracked and lifeless. Rowan: “Zero active signatures. All thirty-three vessels destroyed. The Choir is extinct.” One closes their eyes. For the first time in three millennia, the First Wizard looks… small. One: “She is fifteen. And she just erased something we sealed away before Rome was founded.” Rowan meets the galaxy-eyes without flinching. Rowan: “She didn’t do it alone. She did it because she wasn’t alone.” The smoke-symbols finally dissipate. The dead candle will never relight.

He leaned against the polished, white-marble island, swiping his hand through the air to interact with the holographic display projected from the countertop. Glowing digital numbers hovered in the warm morning air. Sixteen million credits. It was a sum of money that broke the boundaries of basic comprehension for someone born in the Rust Belt. It wasn't just survival money. It was absolute, undeniable freedom. It was the kind of wealth that allowed a man to buy an entire residential block, hire a private security firm, and never look over his shoulder again. Ren closed out the banking application and opened the Aegis Online global leaderboards. [RANK 1: SQUAD ZERO - WRAITH, TANK, JINX.]

The lines between hate and love blurred, forcing her to confront the complexities of her own emotions. As the silence lingered, Florida and Beta found themselves caught in a delicate dance—a dance of revelations and unspoken truths, where past wounds collided with unexpected connections. In this pivotal moment, Florida's journey of revenge took an unforeseen turn, opening a path to rediscovering the depths of her own heart and the possibility of forgiveness.

She ruthlessly sent someone to run me over with a car. After I died, I realized that Willow had bound herself to the child switch system. Any child I became pregnant with would be transferred to her womb. In return, her infertility was transferred to me. In the end, Willow successfully became pregnant and married into the wealthy Grayson family. She began using her influence to oppress my entire family. After I was run over, she deliberately brought the pieces of my corpse to the hospital to trigger Grandma, who ended up having a heart attack and dying tragically.

“Sweetheart, I didn’t reject you. Maybe next time, pray harder to your Goddess.” The crowd recoiled, shock twisting into outrage. A wolf actually growled her name like a curse. Nova’s sobs broke into harsh, ragged breaths, the divine child stripped of divinity. The System pinged triumphantly. [Quest Complete.] [Reward Acquired: +5 Charisma, +5 Villainess Reputation.] A strange heat rippled under Seren’s skin, and when she glanced at the crowd, she saw their gazes snagged on her, unwilling to look away. Some with hatred while some with fascination.