Faced with such a question, Dorothy opened her mouth but didn't know how to respond.
Who would bother pondering such things? She, just an ordinary little witch, simply didn't have such grand visions. The most she ever thought about was how to create a cozy and harmonious little ho for herself.
However, there was one thing she could be certain of, and that was that the senior sitting before her had indeed gone mad, quite seriously at that. No wonder she said she was the most dangerous kind of witch. A witch who contemplated the end of the world and seemingly possessed the capital to make it happen indeed deserved such an evaluation.
So...
"Senior, you really...."
She opened her mouth, ready to speak the truth, but the senior with the long black straight hair had already closed her eyes again and returned to her forr seat, while the eerie and terrifying air around her, even though having enveloped the entire underground space, thankfully spared the little dining table where they now sat.
"I'm sorry, Dorothy, I got a little out of control just now. Actually, I had long since understood this question myself. I am indeed mad. I've studied so much history, I clearly know that pure violence and destruction cannot solve any problem. Naturally, the anger and desire for destruction within are also aningless.
If I really did as I contemplated, I would beco the very sort of person I once loathed most."
Senior Fanny regained her composure and apologized to the junior before her.
"That's why, once I realized the problem with myself, I sealed myself away and began to investigate the origins of this inexplicable desire for destruction within ."
"In the end, I understood everything. The problem still lies within ."
The beautiful woman with long black straight hair turned her head to look at the Flesh Mushroom Blanket around her, at her indescribable familiars, and sighed.
"Dorothy, all witches yearn for Omniscience and Omnipotence, yet everyone knows that Omniscience and Omnipotence belong to the realm of deities. So here's the question: when a witch truly becos Omniscient and Omnipotent, is she still a witch or has she beco a deity?"
"My very existence isn't one naturally born of this world, but the greatest masterpiece created by the Third King and the Mother of the World. Even though I possess the appearance of a witch, the consciousness of a witch, everything of a witch, in essence, I'm not a true witch, but a creation that surpasses witches, an artificial deity clad in a witch's guise."
"This is an issue that no one, including myself, had realized before."
As she spoke, senior Fanny was quite saddened, quite frustrated. She might be an elegant and dignified senior, with unimaginable strength, yet at that mont, she appeared as forlorn as a holess child.
She raised her hand, pointing at the unnamable monsters loitering near the dining table, and once again spoke to Dorothy.
"You see, Dorothy, do you think these children of mine are ugly? I know that when you said they were cute earlier, you didn't an it. Their existence indeed doesn't quite fit with common people's sense of beauty."
"But these children are the Path of Omnipotence that I have ultimately figured out to be mine."
"Even though I'm essentially a child designed by the Third King and borne by the Mother of the World, I'm not a being that magically popped into existence from a rock, born naturally. I'm still, like you all, born from a normal witch couple. My two biological mothers were not any sort of powerful beings; they were the most ordinary of witches, not even Elite Witches."
"Right after my birth, I was taken away by the Third King. My two mothers probably have no idea to this day that they have a daughter like ."
"In fact, judged by the most common witch standards today, I belong to the kind that's beyond hopeless—Innate Magical Power of 1 Mana, with only the most basic two talents."
"That single point of Mana Magic Power was the perfect foundation that the Third King yearned for, the one that evolves all things. Those two talents were the only gifts from my mothers to their daughter, although they weren't great talents, since they were simply too weak."
"Both of my parents worked in a circus. For witches as weak as they were, specialties didn't really matter; they could evolve whatever was needed, never thinking about any particular combination. So, in the end, from my father, who perford as a clown, I acquired a talent called Intimidation (n), and from my mother, the Hypnotist, I acquired a talent called Dream Infiltration (r)."
"Because the Three Kings Teacher wouldn't let casually copy the templates of other races and made think about how to achieve omnipotence on my own, I ultimately turned my attention to these two congenital but seemingly useless abilities I possessed."
"Yet it was these two most ordinary talents that ultimately allowed to penetrate the essence of my existence. The essence of my existence is the embodint of all beings' fear of witches, and at the sa ti, it is an interpretation of the witches' eternal pursuit of omniscience and omnipotence. I am the nightmare of all beings as well as the dream of witches."
"To satisfy the consumption required to create , the Witch World has carried out endless great expeditions over the years, and I was born carrying the resentnt of the many worlds that served as my nourishnt."
"And to use the words of those immortals from the East, I am the fruit, and the sin that arose because of is the cause."
"So, can the fruit borne by the Flower of Evil truly be delicious?"
"Now I understand everything. My desire for destruction stems from that part of the nightmare which had been suppressed by the beautiful dreams of witches."
"And when the essence of this nightmare could no longer be suppressed, I ceased to be purely a witch but beca a deity. My standpoint is no longer solely that of a witch, but that of the deities, gazing down upon all beings."
"I have stepped out of the chess ga and beco the chess player determining the fate of all the pieces."
"My current madness is due to the conflict between the two opposing essences that make up my existence. To suppress this conflict, I have stopped thinking and sealed myself in a state of blind and foolish self-imprisonnt."
"These children were born from the essence of my being while I slumbered, and in a sense, each of them is an incarnation of , representing a part of my characteristics."
"Their strength represents the witches' pursuit of power, and their ugliness is simply because my own existence is indeed so ugly."
"Hmm, this is the essence of , Asa Vanni."
The senior with long black straight hair spoke thus and then turned to look at her junior beside her, asking.
"Dorothy, how should I ultimately choose? Should I follow the side of the beautiful dream and fulfill the long-cherished wish of the witch clan, or should I follow the side of the nightmare and grant destruction to the sinful race of witches, as they deserve?"
To this, Dorothy, who had also nearly grasped everything, lifted her head and seriously looked at the senior who seed both god and demon.
At this mont, senior Fanny was probably truly at her limit. Among the indescribable existences, the three strongest had already arrived by her side.
On the senior's left was a huge mass of flesh supported by three goat hooves, from which countless tentacles and orifices oozing filthy liquid grew.
On the senior's right side was a dazzling, dreamlike multitude of transparent spheres, within which bubbles seed to hide the truths of this world.
The senior's own shadow spread endlessly, with boundless writhing chaos hiding in it. Enjoy exclusive chapters from empire
Dorothy thought for a mont and then spoke.
"What does it have to do with , senior? This is your own fate, isn't it? Shouldn't you be the one to decide it yourself? Why ask , an outsider?"
....The little witch was utterly serious....
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