Win, and Iâll tame the witch. Lose, and Iâll become one myself
[Undead Synthesis | Entry Fusion | Ruthless | Witch Transformation | Slight Yuri Undertone]
This world is insane.
Gods whoâve lost themselves.
Witches whoâve stolen divinity.
A Church that publicly worships gods â yet secretly covets their power.
Nobles who appear honorable â yet devour people whole behind closed doors.
If one were to summarize the entire continentâs history in a single phrase, it would be:
âThe weak are prey, and profit rules all.â
Earthling Hemu reincarnated into such a rotten world â as a minor lord despised by all nobles.
Assassinations, ambushes, poisonings, false accusations, rebellions â thereâs no âmost devious,â only âmore devious.â
Fortunately, the Transmigrator Administration Bureau hadnât forgotten to hand out cheats: the ability to plunder othersâ entries, fuse entries into stronger ones, and raise an invincible army of the undead.
Since the ruling class refused to play fair, she decided to flip the entire board instead.
âAssassinate me? Fine â Iâll slaughter your whole family.â
âFrame me? Then donât blame me for framing you back.â
âRebel against me? Too bad â I already control your soldiers.â
Manipulating souls, rewriting minds, constructing a Soul Network and building an Underworld in another realm, using alchemy to forge titanic giants, modifying bloodlines to create the ultimate race â and when technology wasnât enough, sheâd simply fuse entries to break all limits.
Step by step, she ascended the path to godhood.
Yet, who could have foreseen â that the worldâs calamity, the ruler of death, the âLittle Western Lordâ of Heim, the eternally youthful Loli Reaper, the legendary Death Witch, Hel Heim â would one day come to regret most of all the moment she placed upon herself that damned [Witch] entry.