This is a story about a Villain and a Witch.

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Three years ago, the sky over the magical world of Nethermere cracked wide open, revealing a portal. Out poured thousands upon thousands of spaceships from a so-called superior realm civilization, intent on invading this "lower" realm.

But their grand plan? A spectacular flop.

The invaders were stopped single-handedly by a man, King Burn of Soulnaught—the genius of the century and a notorious tyrant.

Yeah, right. Despite the grand defeat, they didn't pack up and leave. The crack remained, a celestial eyesore, while more spaceships continued to flood in.

Divide et impera, indeed!

Now, they'd turned to trading shiny tech trinkets with the locals, sweet-talking their way into hearts and minds. Colonization? It was practically knocking at the door.

Burn, once again said, "Hell nah."

War. All-out war! Because if anyone's going to conquer the world, Burn would rather it be him—not some intergalactic interlopers.

***

THAT WAS THE PLAN!

Conquer the world under him, then the invaders, then whoever was behind them!

But…

The seventh loop started, and Burn returned back, awakened before the apocalyptic war started, cursing—"This stupid bi—witch!"

His march came to a halt when a woman suddenly appeared before him and took her own life while shouting his name. Burn only blinked before realizing he had returned to the time before HIS CONQUER began.

That witch of a woman had reset all his hard work!

"Why? You're wondering if I've trapped you in a time loop?" the witch asked. "It's not just a spell but a curse! Dear Villain, you are now Witchbound!"

***

Apparently, the witch wasn't all that bad.

"But aren't you glad to see your worst enemy able to understand your point of view?" the woman smiled softly. "You should also be glad that I'm a rational and considerate type of person."

Even to her worst enemy.

Resetting time for her own purposes? Apparently, she was including him in her considerations.

Now Burn, ever the pragmatic, practical, and cold tyrant, found himself in a quandary. Was she a friend or a foe? Was she his worst curse or his greatest blessing?

Well, let's find out.