The first time he saw her, Ethan wasn't sure whether she was performing or unravelling the world, one livestream at a time.
She stood beneath a flickering streetlamp, her silhouette long and sharp against the cracked asphalt. Seraphine Vale — the witch whose name was whispered online — adjusted her wide-brimmed hat as if it were part of a stage costume. Yet the air itself seemed to ripple with heat when she lifted her hand. Sigils shimmered like phantom graffiti, alive and shifting.
Ethan's camera clicked open. It wasn't a professional rig — just a battered second-hand camcorder he'd picked up months ago. The strap was fraying, the battery needed charging every night, and the viewfinder was scratched. But tucked inside was one strange exception: a black, nameless 16MB memory card that had never filled, no matter how many hours of footage he captured. Each supernatural capture drained power faster than it should, yet the card remained unbroken, as if reality itself yielded to it.
That anomaly was the only reason Ethan hadn't traded the thing away.
Now, staring through it, he saw more than his eyes allowed: faint sparks dancing in Seraphine's hair, veins of red light weaving around her boots, shadows bending unnaturally behind her. The camera revealed a world too sharp, too alive.
Beside her, a sleek black cat sat coiled, eyes like molten silver, tail flicking with deliberate intent. Nyx — male, silent, and sharper than instinct allowed — watched Ethan with unblinking awareness. Every subtle twitch and glimmer of his fur seemed to signal something beyond comprehension, a guide between the visible and the hidden. He hissed faintly at Ethan's lens, not in speech but recognition of the unnatural observer.
Seraphine didn't look at him, not yet. She spoke to the camera instead, her voice smooth and mocking.
"Welcome to my little corner of the world," she purred. "Stay tuned. Things are about to go… viral."
The sigils cracked open with a sound like shattering glass, and the night swallowed the rest.
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Author's Note :
✨ Main Characters
Ethan — The cameraman. Quiet, stubborn, and resilient. His second-hand camera hides a secret: a black-tech memory card that never runs out of space but drains power with every supernatural capture.
Seraphine Vale — The witch. Half influencer, half nightmare. Her livestreams blur spellcraft and performance.
Nyx — The cat. Male, silent, and sharp-eyed. A familiar bridging the ordinary and the supernatural, his gestures often carry meaning Ethan must interpret.