I Became a Witch in a World Full of Urban Legends

There was a commotion in the abandoned, derelict teaching building. In the dark corridors, countless shadowy figures were screaming in horror as they frantically dashed about.

At the same time, in that abandoned, derelict teaching building, there was a sound of wheels rolling and high heels clacking on the ground.

A woman in a black windbreaker dragged a black trolley case and emerged from the deepest crevices of the campus, stopping right in front of the teaching building.

She looked up at the blazing fires that consumed the third floor. Her brows were tightly furrowed against her forehead.

“Wah! Wah!”

The baby-shaped monster on her shoulder suddenly burst into an ear-piercing cry as if urging the woman to leave immediately. Only then did she turn around and walk briskly towards the main gate.

A moment later, a string of curses could be heard by the gate.

“God damn it… Why would you lock the door? Stupid…”

Amidst her curses, the woman took off her high heels, rolled up her sleeves, and climbed over the campus walls in an unsightly manner.

Lu Yibei’s body temperature gradually dropped, and her fiery, scarlet hair slowly faded back into its snow-white appearance; her consciousness soon came back to her as well.Looking around at the scorched classroom, she was relieved to find Du Sixian left unscathed by the flames.

Through the window, she could tell the corridor was exceptionally empty.

Although her flames were hot enough to melt any metal objects in the classroom, the four sandbags before her, while heavily burnt, were not completely damaged.

The sandbags were forcibly ripped open, exuding a faint, rancid smell, and four scorched dolls lay quietly inside.

A shimmering metal was imprinted against these palm-sized dolls, traced with the presence of the monsters as they died in the flames. Gazing at the metal filled Yibei with a sense of dread.

She couldn’t recall what had happened; all she remembered was Sixian joining in the ritual, and she heard many people calling for her before everything fell into a dead silence. In that dead silence, she burnt like a blazing bonfire.

She felt dizzy trying to piece together her memories and decided to just leave them.

Before this, she would’ve never expected that words could hold so much power, and this power helped her get out of imminent danger.

But she wasn’t delighted at the fact that there seemed to be another voice living within her body.

That force seemed manic and chaotic, like a wildfire consuming a forest. The more she tried to pry about it, the more likely it was that she would be buried in a sea of flames.

Should I even try harnessing this power? Perhaps when I am stronger,’Yibei thought.

‘But if it can’t be used by me, then I don’t need it!’

The glass on the windows had melted completely, and the midnight wind carried with it a hint of coolness, blowing against Lu Yibei’s porcelain skin. It was like a pair of cold hairs that caressed her body, causing it to tremble slightly.

It wasn’t until this time that she realised that the coat on her body had disappeared at some point.

“Damn it… I didn’t kill the coat, did I?”

At this moment, something pushed open the scorched door of the classroom.

Yibei hurriedly pounced towards her statue, only to see a red and white coat that stood upright and poked its “head” through the door.

“Pfft-!”

Seeing the strangely human coat, she couldn’t help but laugh.

Hearing her laughter, the coat flew over with a swish and put itself on her body. Raising the brim of the collar, it “kissed” her cheek affectionately.

Yibei packed up the cores of the urban legends that were completely scorched, wondering if they were still edible. She chose a trolley case that looked relatively intact and was prepared to put them in it.

When she was less than a metre away from the trolley case, a burning pain returned to her eyes.

‘Again?’

She decided that she didn’t want to fall into a lucid state once again and backed away vigilantly.

However…

She never expected that the shadowy figure would walk towards her.

And the scene before her started to morph into a dreamscape.

The setting sun was painted on the gloomy sky; its rays fell on the long corridor through the dark clouds, dyeing the corridor a layer of brownish-yellow.

Lu Yibei looked on quietly, like an invisible spectator.

A notice board with the words [Venting Room] hung on the wrought iron gate and swayed slightly.

By the window at the end of the corridor, a tall girl wearing the uniform of Shihekou High School looked into the distance as if waiting for something.

The evening wind blew and messed up her long hair, and the setting sun fell on her body, staining the white swan pendant on her chest blood-red.

A soft noise emanated from the corridor.

Judging from the number of footfalls, there were at least five to six people.

These figures came to the girl’s side and stopped; they were noticeably male and female students wearing their respective uniforms. However, their faces were blurred and shrouded by a cloud of mist.

“Lin Yiqi,” a boy spoke. “Have you thought about it? What if Zhao K…”

“Don’t say that name!” a girl interrupted. “Don’t even mention that name! He’ll know!”

“Oh, um… If you really decide to kill him, we can help you.”

Lu Yibei was visibly startled. She was witnessing a group of high school students planning to kill someone.

“That’s right! That guy is a freak; we’ve had enough!

“All these deaths on campus… they must be related to him.”

“I heard he’s communing with ghosts.”

“Did you hear about Class Three? They tried concealing it, but… he sneaked into the girls’ dormitory of Class Three, and the next day, all the girls jumped off the roof.”

“Seventeen of us are gone. We might be next.”

Listening in on their conversation, Yibei could only guess what evil entity Zhao Ke summoned through the Plate Deity game.

Even though Zhao Ke got rid of his bullies, he didn’t stop praying to the Plate Deity.

Human desires are like snowballs; once they start to roll, they’re unstoppable, brewing into an unstoppable avalanche.

“Lin Yiqi, what did that guy even do to you?” a girl asked.

The girl wordlessly stroked her lower abdomen with her right hand and said, “I have decided. If he comes here, I will make him stay here forever.”

“I am grateful that you are willing to help me,” she continued. “If you aren’t, I’ll find other ways to kill him myself.

“Of course. For our friends.”

The girl nodded and said, “Alright. You guys hide in the venting rooms; I don’t know how powerful he is right now, so we can only sneak attack.”

Under her instructions, Yibei realised that she was witnessing the brewing and birth of a murder.