Witch Hunt: Scheme
A young woman wearing a white dress, her long, beautiful red hair cascading down her back, descended the stairs. She spotted a man in the kitchen, busily preparing breakfast for them.
The man looked up and smiled at her. "Remuria, just a moment longer. Breakfast is almost ready."
Remuria settled into a chair, her gaze fixed on the man.
With black hair and gentle features, he meticulously finished preparing their meal and set it on the table.
His name was Lavin.
The couple happily enjoyed their breakfast together.
At that time, the Walpurgis Night was their entire world. No living beings in the land had ever left its confines. It was a place where diverse people lived, and those who stood at the apex were the witches, the rulers of the land.