What the Fuck?

[1st century , Ancient greece Year:Unknown]

Pov : Qetsiyah

Qetsiyah, a name that used to be famous for the Power it commands among the Witches, is now a Heretic among them .

My own foolishness and Naivety had caused these events to happen - The sealing of Silas and Me being Branded as a Betrayer to the code of Witches .

The fury of Revenge burned like an inferno inside me yet , It also ached like an unhealable wound causing my magic to be erratic , as if mirroring my own Mental state the Nature around me seemed to crackle , as my thoughts raced my attention came back to the Sack i was carrying containing the one most spited woman in my life , Amara the one who stole my love and cause of my misery .

It took almost all my willpower to not just shove the cure down her throat and Kill her , I had to keep reminding myself that Killing her may satisfy the urge but it would be just too easy , she had to suffer for the Heart ache she had caused me .

I just had to wait for 4 lunar years in order to make the Eternal prison for Silas and this Bitch would serve as the Anchor to his hellhole .

"You will suffer for eternity alongside him for the pain you have given me" i murmured to myself in a Low voice .

As I was about to go into another bout of contemplation , a sudden feeling of dread crept inside me , not just me it seemed as if the world itself was creaking .

The air felt as thick as sand when i tried to move my head towards the direction of this feeling .Under my gaze came a Beautiful yet dreadful view , Blue lines adorning the Trees and Animals shining in an ethereal beauty almost as if they could reach their core , the Trees were drying up while the Animals were ageing at a pace visible to the naked eye .

All the lines converging to a Figure resembling the outline of a Human Baby made entirely of the same light , the world seemed to sit still as i gazed at the extraordinary scene even for a witch like myself , the outline changed ever quickly into that of the size of an Adult but suddenly as the Body started to form my eyes started to feel unimaginable amount of pain yet i couldn't look away my whole being screeched for me to look away but i couldn't almost as if someone had taken away my free will .

As i continued to look , an explosion of light came about from the body i just witnessed form out of thin air it made me blind yet i could see , no feel ?¿ something dreadful , no Incomprehensible, Insane had gazed at me

My soul shuddered and I felt agony just from "Looking" at that thing no , God . I couldn't see , I couldn't move ,my will and intention all futile in this being's presence I was but a pawn in the hands of whatever lied beyond this occurrence, even if for a brief moment I had gazed at something beyond me or this world perhaps .

My eyes blind and Magic in a disarray i collapsed on the ground heaving from the pain and exhaustion i had suffered despite this i could still make an outline of the figure with blue veins coming from its heart dimming and stabilising , i think i even saw it twich but before i could do or think anything my consciousness gave way and buckled under the exhaustion of this intense situation and my thoughts became an incoherent blur .

PoV : Svetlana Arya

The experience of death ,It was different from what i had expected it to be , No hellfire no Gods ruling out my sins or a place for atonement . There was nothing , literally nothing , One moment it was the colourful scenery of a forest with the cold metal muzzle on my head and the other it was abrupt darkness , as if someone had switched off a program and left it there . No change , no difficulty , no pain and no senses of the world , Just me with my contemplation of my own existence .

An intelligible amount of time passed , or did it ? I wasn't sure , there was no arrow of time for me to experience and reference but i had come to a conclusion about myself : i was too sure of myself , ever since coming to this expanse of darkness the "Logic" i had one sidedly built around myself in my time as alive was taken apart by me and analysed , i had taken what was shown to me as the truth of the world yet all i ever did was look at the surface , My assumption based solely from the overwhelming amount of negative Information that probably scarred my young mind and led me to build a Prison of "Logic" around myself .

I had refused to give the world a Chance and look at it from a different perspective , but what was done couldn't be undone and i could only stay with the regrets of my own Creation .

As i was in contemplation i felt a change in my surrounding , the expanse of death and darkness seemed to bend and crook as something darker that the void started moving in it , suddenly a warm feeling spread around "me" and blue light started to cascade around slowly but surely i regained my senses.

As my eyes fluttered open to a wasteland of dried up trees and bones of dead animals with wisps of blue fire around me i was astonished about these turn of events .

It seemed surreal like a Plot straight out of an Isekai manga but there was no voice that told me what to do , no gods that greeted me or a system that latched to my soul .

It was something that just happened like my Death , quick and eventless .My body felt younger but stronger then my precious one curious i try to use my ability on the blue flames that strangely exude no heat , lines formed originating from my heart like veins and creeped upto my neck and probably my face , these veins felt warm and familiar but i paid it no heed .

Observing the fire I found out it was similar in properties to something from an anime i had seen a long time ago , uhm what was it called leech ? Breach ? Bleach, Bleach yes it was bleach , my memory of watching that show refreshed and i recalled this attack of similar properties being used by Quincy to make blue flames like this .

My puzzlement grew as i observed the animals dead on the ground all with the same reason of death { Evaporation of soul} , on a Quest to get more information i moved towards the clear opening path in the jungle when i stumbled upon a woman wearing an exaggerated garb like a witch and a lot of blood around her upon observing my mind went blank and the only coherent response i could form was

" What the Fuck ? "

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A.N.

P.S note : The fanfic will be slow paced till the Qetsiyah arc ends if you are not the type of guy to deal with romance and the M.C. learning new things then you can save chapters till this arc ends or choose to read

P.S.S. note : As explained in the Long ass chapter before Mc is not emotionally developed okay the Pilot arc will be all about Mc and his Growth as a Person alongside the Heartbroken witch of Greece .

Will they end up loving each other , will they stay for an eternity together ? Or will they part ways mortally stay tuned to find out

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