One of the END

[This is one of the Ends I thought of when I started making this fan-fic. I am going to continue from the last chapter but I am also going to give this ending for fun.

If you don't have the patience to wait or if something happens that makes me unable to continue later to give it a proper finish, you can consider this as the end.

This is a generic weird end. But have fun.

Special thanks to the few supporters of this fanfic, the number below the total number of my hand fingers, and I would like to specially mention my appreciation to @snatts @Olakol700 @Glasir for their constant chapter comments lately. And thanks for all the Powerstones.]

>Read what's below after the midway point I mentioned in the last chapter.<

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This floor was many times smaller than the ones above, with a total of only two cells. The castellan lit the torches on the walls, and as the darkness faded, Hitler saw the witch curled up in one corner of her cell.

As he walked closer, Hitler's heartbeat started to speed up. He could sense a feeling of familiarity by getting close to her. When he saw the witch last time, he was far away and didn't get a chance to have a closer look.

It was already late autumn and the temperature in the dungeon was low enough for people to see white fog when they exhaled. Hitler wore a fur coat with silk lining inside, and thus he did not feel cold, but the girl only wore a thin garment that did not fully cover her body, and hence her exposed arms and legs were frozen white.

Hitler did not know whether she was cold or not. She didn't seem to bother by the cold. As he walked closer, Hitler felt his body heat up. His vision blurred and he started sweating.

The suddenly lit up torches made her turn away and close her eyes. But soon, she was able to open her eyes and looked straight at the party.

It was a pair of pale blue eyes that resembled a calm lake before the onset of heavy rains. There was no fear on the witch's face and neither was there any sign of anger or hatred. He felt as though the torches became a little dimmer.

The girl tried to stand up against the wall, but her sluggish motion made her seem as if she could fall down at any time. Eventually, she was able to get on her feet and hobbled her way towards the light.

This was enough to make most of the party members gasp in horror and take two steps backward. The Chief Knight held his ground and shielded the prince.

Only Hitler stood where he was scrutinizing the girl without any fear.

"What's your name?" Hitler patted the knight on the shoulder to indicate that he did not need to be so nervous and then shoved him aside.

"What's your name?" Hitler asked again.

"My name?" She looked up.

"What's your name?" Hitler asked again.

She had a smile on her face as she replied.

"My...name...is...

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JOOOOHN CENAAAA.

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¶Your time is up, my time is now¶

¶You can't see me, my time is now¶

¶It's the franchise, boy I'm shining now¶

¶You can't see me, my time is now!¶"

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I woke up hearing the morning alarm on my phone.

Hearing the entry song of one of my favorite WWE wrestler John Cena play out, I slowly lifted my head from the table rubbing my tired eyes. The alarm interrupted the dream I was having and that too at an unusual point of the dream.

My laptop monitor was still on making me remember something that almost gave me a heart attack.

"Oh, Crap...I fell asleep." I couldn't help lament as I realized I didn't finish my assignment last night but instead slept the entire night.

The monitor had my unfinished research paper on Hitler on one side and the chapter of the web novel I was currently reading called 'Release the Witch' on the other tab.

I got up immediately and started to get ready. I skipped all that could be skipped like brushing, bathing, eating breakfast and went straight to dressing.

Regret and fear filled my mind. As I was doing the paper, I got bored making me go look for a web novel. I found an interesting one and wasted time reading and eventually fell asleep without finishing the work. My confidence in finishing the work overnight became a snake that bit me back.

Packing my laptop into the bag, I ran for the bus intending to somehow finish the work on the way. I know it's a near impossible thing, but I got no other option now.

Even in the panic situation, there was one thing that stays clear in my mind. A dream.

I had a dream when I fell asleep. A dream in which Hitler becomes the Main character of the 'Release the Witch' web novel I was reading. It was weird.

'Maybe I should make one fanfic like this.' I thought as I ran to experience the reward and thrill of the Master Procrastinator.

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