1 My First Step

I'm Remi, and this is my diary.

I found it funny that this System of mine has also a Diary function, but that the least of my problems now.

I'm a slave, used by a bunch of witches to build a new outpost in the Wilderness. Yeah, not cool. Once I was a relatively happy college student, living in the civilized world know as Earth, where whiches do not exist. Or maybe they did exist and we burned them all.

Well, If we did then I can understand why. Witches are evil.

I once was a fan of a novel, Release that Witch, that promoted love and equality between normal people and witches. Lies! All lies!

Witches are the worst! They kill us! they torture us! They even abuse us! Well, the last one is debatable... they might be evil, but they're all smoking hot.

However, they overwork us! We common people have little to no rights! Especially males! I'm literally living under an oppressive voodoo matriarchy!

Well, I'm digressing. This is my first entry in this journal of mine. I want to document my life here, trying to survive and stuff.

Let's try and reconstruct how I got here...hmmm...well... I don't know.

I have no idea how the fuck I ended up here. I was browsing my favorite novel site, when I saw a new banner that announced a fanfic competition. It was a contest on my favorite novel: Release That Witch! Obviously, I went immediately to check it out! Yet, the exact moment that I clicked on the banner I felt a pull, like if something was grabbing and dragging me away.

The next thing I remember was an agonizing pain in my back, as the whip of a slave-monitor tore my back open. Yes, the first thing I experienced in this damned world was pain! Torture to be more exact!

Then, a blue screen appeared before my eyes while I screamed like never before in my life.

And That was my first step in this Release the Witch Wolrd.

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