Otaku Witch

But the problem is that prophecy witches are Heaven’s Chosen Ones, their numbers terrifyingly few,

Secondly, this master of the prophecy department must also be a true master capable of controlling multiple puppets, her puppets must be "alive", each with a distinct personality, and a detailed background, as if they were truly living people.

This is not to mention whether those at the top of the prophecy department would engage in something as frivolous as playing with puppetry, but just mastering puppetry to the level of "living puppets" is already beyond the reach of ordinary people.

This so-called "living puppet" level is the extent my younger sister dreams of achieving, bringing a puppet show to life, but worldwide, puppet masters reaching such a realm are truly few and far between, even fewer than prophecy masters.

Anyway, Dorothy currently knows of only two, one is Spider Teacher, the other is herself.

But strictly speaking, both of them have taken shortcuts, Spider Teacher has the talent of parallel consciousness, while she herself has the specialty of multitasking.

Moreover, even the number of "living puppets" they can maintain simultaneously isn’t much, she herself currently has six mental threads, which is at most six living puppets.

Spider Teacher’s parallel consciousness, however, is quite numerous, she can simultaneously manipulate over a thousand living puppets and ensure each puppet interacts as if alive.

However, Spider Teacher is unable to make each puppet distinctly individual, all her puppets share a personality similar to her own.

After all, her talent of parallel consciousness is essentially just replicating many backups of her own consciousness to act as sub-bodies, unable to achieve the distinct individuality of Homebody Witch’s multitasking.

Well, reality always maintains some balance, if you want individuality you can’t have quantity, if you have quantity you lack individuality.

In short, neither Dorothy nor Spider Teacher can complete a large-scale Trumans’ World-like microcosm alone.

To achieve something like this, one’s puppetry must transcend and reach a higher realm than either of the two.

But Dorothy now only has six mental threads, discounting her main body’s three, she has only four mental modes, and even so, she often finds herself arguing with herself in her mind. If someone had thousands of voices in their head, wouldn’t they have already gone mad?

Well, unless that person naturally had thousands of heads.

Forget it, the further we go the more ridiculous it becomes, there’s no species with thousands of heads, even in the magic world, there aren’t many such abstract monsters.

So, this inspiration really got wild, daring to preset such abstract conditions.

In any case, I am already invincible in the world, no one can dictate to me, my fate is determined by me, not by heaven, that’s how confident I am.

No more random thinking, to the treasury, to the treasury.

She eagerly shifted her focus.

Only, Dorothy did not notice the Head Maid leading the way suddenly stiffened for a moment.

Guinevere was very nervous, because she suddenly felt as if her arrangements had been seen through.

But how is that possible.

As the second strongest dragon head of the thousand heads of the Dragon King, next to Her Majesty, she is also one of the strongest rulers of destiny in the Western Universe, even said to be second only to the Divine King and the Lord of Glory in her control over fate.

And with the concealment and support of her main body’s Heavenly Heart Authority, although not able to calculate against the top two, she is confident she can’t be seen through by them either.

But that feeling of being seen through just now was not illusory, at her level of power, it couldn’t be a mere delusion.

So....

Her Majesty the Queen glanced over at the Homebody Witch next to her eagerly anticipating the treasury.

Is it Dorothy?

She could only think of this answer, only this noble-born sister could look down on her so from the level of destiny.

Oh no, she shouldn’t have used the Life-Stealing Curse in front of her, damn, this tendency to get carried away with herself.

Guinevere felt very regretful in her heart.

The thousand heads of the Dragon King are actually her reincarnations after death.

Ever since Emora was uncontrollably slain by Dini, her soul fell into the Primordial Nether River of the Witch World, which had no Underworld mechanism back then, and was cleansed by the river water.

Emora’s soul, only a peculiar Sub-Dragon at that time, could not fully withstand the rewash of the Nether River water, even though relying on faith to barely preserve the main soul, still lost several Soul Shards inevitably.

And these Soul Shards, following the flow of the Nether River, each absorbed the soul elements within the river to complete themselves, subsequently reborn as different reincarnations one by one.

Until one day, Emora’s main soul was picked from the River of Time by Dini with divine skills, and the Mother of the World personally nurtured her into Nidhogg, the King of Destiny, with that residual soul.

Nidhogg is perfect, and that is because the once lazy Emora under the cleansing of the Nether River to protect herself, also to affirm within her that undying obsession, voluntarily discarded all the negative aspects of her soul.

Pride, Sloth, Gluttony, Greed, Lust, Envy, Wrath, Fear, Hatred, Despair....

These were burdens that bound her potential before, impediments to her growth that made her regret her weakness before dying, all cut away by herself.

Thus led to the "perfection" of Nidhogg.

Though, that is but a false perfection.

Nidhogg is perfect, but also incomplete, this becomes clearer as she grows, she can distinctly feel her own incompleteness, thus began the subconscious replenishment.

As Nidhogg’s power grew, her Heavenly Heart Authority first became apparent, hence, the world began responding to her desire for completeness, those Soul Shards once split off finally returned to her side.

Now, laid before Nidhogg were two paths.

One path is to reclaim these Soul Shards, cruelly kill off these gathered companions, erase the "impurity" elements absorbed by these shards to complete themselves, and finally transform back into the complete Emora.

The other path is to seek common ground while reserving differences, coexist, only when united does Emora revive, normally, each lives their own.

Nidhogg chose the second path.

Not because of softness, an unwillingness to kill and absorb these gathered "companions", merely she no longer desires to return to being that weak and timid Emora.

Without power, she cannot protect anything, no matter how many times she repeats it, she will only continue to lose, repeatedly watch important things fade away before her eyes, yet unable to do anything beyond despairing laments.

She needs Nidhogg’s perfection, she needs this near-invincible power.

In fact, not only Nidhogg thinks so, the other "companions" do as well.

This is the will of Emora existing within everyone’s subconsciousness.

Hence, the first round table meeting concluded, all dragon heads reached consensus, and from that moment, the Dragon King of Thousand Eyes and Hundred Heads was officially born.

If scattered, we are as stars in the sky; if united, we become an earth-eating dragon.

Nowadays, when people mention round table meetings, they think of high grandeur, but in reality, for the dragon heads it’s just a gathering to share emotions, supplement Nidhogg’s humanity.

The so-called Knights of the Round Table aren’t knightly at all, after all, compared to Nidhogg’s perfection, this band of dragon heads are all regrettable outcasts.

No way around it, they are all abandoned woes, with nothing but bad habits, making them seem odd and peculiar to ordinary people.

For instance, Guinevere inherited a part of the self-congratulatory characteristic, if everything goes smoothly she easily causes problems to raise the challenge for everyone.

Evidently, her old habit relapsed just now.

"Phew, good thing I didn’t expose myself, or I’d be the subject of the next round table critique assembly."

Guinevere patted her towering chest, thinking with a bit of trepidation.

....The Queen, relieved....