It appears that I have been reborn into the world of a steamy romance fantasy novel. And to make things even more interesting, I am not just any character, but the witch who meets her tragic end at the hands of the deranged male lead. Thankfully, there is a lengthy 200-year gap before the main characters are even born and their story begins to unfold. With my life no longer in immediate danger, perhaps we can take our time and brainstorm ways to avoid my untimely demise. However, I failed to consider one crucial detail about this extended period of safety - 200 years is certainly not a brief waiting period. By the time the younger version of the male lead crosses paths with me, I had completely forgotten the original plot of the novel. But alas, there is no use dwelling on the past. The only way for me to survive is to guide the male lead towards a more rational and stable adulthood. The first step in evading death at the hands of this tyrant is to change the life of this terrified child. I must apologize for suddenly appearing on your doorstep, it must be quite inconvenient for you. You may tell me to leave and I will understand. Nonsense! Do I look like someone who could be bothered by a mere child like you? And what do you mean by being fine even if told to leave? It's not as though you have anywhere else to go, kid. The little boy couldn't hold back his tears any longer. Oh, this is not how I imagined things would go. The witch thought to herself as she watched the little boy cry.
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