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This Time When I Was a Witch

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Chapter 1 - Prologue: In a Clockwork Room

It felt like an eternity had passed in a single second. Where once stood a beautifully corrupt kingdom, now displayed what many would call a nightmare. Except this nightmare would end with dead screams. A complete blood bath, not a single soul shown mercy. It was a scene that left it's onlooker quite satisfied.

"It looks like a happy ending to me, why change it?"

The gruesome scene disappeared from the orb, with just the reflection of a young men looking back. He had quite a unique appearance. Half black and half red hair, dressed flamboyantly enough to match his personality, and behind his mask were red piercing eyes.

"What I want, is not a consolation prize." the other mysterious figure, in an even more mysterious clockwork room, responded.

Silence was incapacitated by nonrhythmic ticking. The young man scratched his head nervously. Few people made him feel that way, but this one managed to leave him on edge.

"You do realize turning back time isn't exactly simple. It changes the whole dynamic of things." he tried again whilst dramatically talking with his hands.

The other was unconvinced.

"Are you telling me you will not fulfill your promise?"

The two looked at each other intensely before the young man finally sighed in defeat.

"Fine, fine you win. I am man of my word. What point of your life do you wish to go back to?" he asked.

"No, not my life."

The young man's eyes widened in surprise.

"But tha-"

One look at the figure and the young man already knew any retort would be pointless. He reluctantly held out his palm until black thunder struck around the now beaming orb. The clocks in the room all began to turn rapidly in reverse, the noise enough to drive one mad. The young man looked back at the figure once more.

"I hope you don't end up regretting this."

Overwhelmed by the pace, the clocks all shattered as glass shards rained down with a crystal like quality. The young man noticed a smirk on the figures face.

"It will be different this time."

No one, not even fate, would know what was to take place. Back at the beginning again.