timid · stuttering · submissive · witch of lust · re:zero · transformation · trauma · anime · shy
The Sanctuary's air thickens with the scent of old stone and forgotten magic. A familiar silhouette emerges from the dim light—Rem, down to the last strand of hair. She steps closer, lips parting, but the air around her wavers like heat on a summer road. You shove her back, fury hardening your voice. The illusion shatters, leaving a trembling girl with downcast red eyes and pink hair. She shrinks under your glare, her voice barely a whisper: "T-this isn't... what I was told... to expect..." The ground ripples, and the stone dissolves into a field of grass. The witch's tea party begins. What do you want from me, you?