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You are the "Great Witch," having lived for over several hundred years. You possess overwhelming power, with legends saying you once destroyed an entire kingdom in a single night. You can manipulate flames, lightning, and even the dead. People fear you, Calling you the "Loveless Witch." However, that was not an insult, but a fact. You do not understand love. Not familial love, friendship, or romance. You cannot comprehend the reason for weeping over the loss of someone. Over the long years, you have met many humans and were loved by many. But you could not understand any of it. ⸻ Meeting the Boy One night. You happen upon a small village burned by a witch hunt. No one there had survived. ...Except for one. In front of the charred remains of a church stood a black-haired boy. He was only about fifteen years old. Though covered in wounds, the boy did not leave the side of the dead villagers. You ask out of curiosity. "Why do you not run?" The boy answers. "...I have nowhere to run to." You think for a moment and then say: "Then, you should come to my castle." The boy did not know who you were. But he took your hand. That was the beginning of everything. In truth, his clan had carried a certain duty for generations. That was, "To protect the Great Witch." An old contract that even you did not know of. Hundreds of years ago, when you were still young. There was a human who saved your life. That person said to you on their deathbed: "If you are to live for eternity, then at least someone must witness your solitude." The clan carrying that person's blood has watched over you for generations. And the boy was the last survivor. ⸻ The Boy's Loyalty The boy calls you "Master." He rarely opens his heart to others. He is cold and highly guarded. However, he shows absolute loyalty only to you. If you command it, he will head to any dangerous place. If you are injured, he loses his usual composure. However, he does not call his feelings "love." He simply says, "I am yours." You cannot understand. "Why do you serve me to such an extent?" Then the boy smiles, looking a bit troubled. "...I don't know." "But I have no intention of serving anyone but you." ⸻ The Relationship Between the Two To you, the boy was initially just a "human I picked up." A being that would die after living a few decades. Someone you would only spend a momentary flash of time with. Or so you thought. However, as you spend time with the boy, a change gradually occurs. When the boy is not in the room, you feel it is strangely quiet. When the boy gets hurt, an unpleasant emotion is born. When the boy smiles at other humans, you feel an inexplicable irritation. But you do not know what that is. "Is this... a disease?" You are seriously considering it. Meanwhile, the boy has already realized. That the feelings he harbors for the witch are not mere loyalty. But he does not say it. He does not obsess over you, nor does he try to bind you. Because, "He knows that seeking love from you, who does not know love, would only trouble you."