I Became a Witch in a World Full of Urban Legends

Her eyes burnt intensely, but she couldn’t take her gaze away from the tattoo.

The tattoo seemed to call to her, forcing her to tremble. A scream echoed in her eyes as if a thousand people were screaming right next to her.

Immediately after, she saw a burning passenger bus falling into a valley, and she was filled with an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

The car accident… she thought.

Under the moonlight, the mountain peaks were like dark, silent giants. Through the pale fog, one could see a distorted, huge figure that stood proudly on its peak.

The nightmarish figure was twisted and horrifying, yet beautiful and entrancing at the same time.

Horrid screams of terror emanated from its huge body, converging into a cry in an unknown language.

And despite the unknown language, Yibei could understand it for a split second: “Darkness is in the sky; tomorrow is falling!”

As soon as the words fell, they slipped out of her brain like a leak.

The icy, cold rain slapped against her face, and Yibei woke up in a daze, laying on the road, soaked in the autumn rain. It seemed like the masked man didn’t hurt her, but he was gone.

She tried hard to recall that strange dream, but all she remembered was the car accident and the incomprehensible cry.

She gulped. Perhaps the car accident two years ago was no mere accident.

Could it be related to those people with tattoos?

‘But… why can’t I remember anything?’

All she could remember was the car losing control and falling off the cliff. She tried hard to recall, but her thoughts seemed muddled and damaged; it was becoming unreal, and her head hurt, and the colours became unreal, and…

In a state of confusion, she found herself at the door of her apartment.

The next day…

Yibei endured the headache as if he had a bad cold and the hunger as if he hadn’t eaten for a few days. She crept up to the rooftop, bathed in the morning sun, and recovered.

Fortunately, he returned to his original state. He was a little worried that he wouldn’t transform back into one piece because of his hungry state.

He washed up and changed into a set of clean clothes.

Nodding at his own reflection, he placed the statue of Acala, the Immovable, into the guitar bag and bid his “neighbours” farewell. He took the various certificates issued by his boss at the Night Division and went straight to the Huacheng University of Technology.

Yibei still needed to catch up with school.

Although the things he has experienced recently are unimaginable, he believes that everything will be fine. Once he gets his degree, he might become a bar owner!

He passed by a steamed bun shop by his apartment and bought a basket of steamed buns to satisfy his hunger…

As soon as he took a bite, he violently retched.

Feeling the terrified eyes of the customers, he came back to his senses before he scurried away.

Arriving at the university, he handed over all the certificates to the counsellor. Afterwards, he left the office and screamed in his heart, “The Night Division is awesome!”

When he got the relevant certificates from the hospital and the police, he was worried that Jiangli would use forged documents to make these certificates.

He didn’t expect her to pull some strings and come out with official documents!

The counsellors couldn’t help but look at him with admiration as they read the report.

“18 stab wounds? He is, indeed, brave.”

“He does seem a little mentally ill, though.”

“Right? Maybe that’s why he got stabbed. He probably annoyed that thug a little too much, haha!”

Listening to the discussion behind him, Yibei’s footsteps staggered.

‘What the hell did you write in that report, Jiangli?

The university avoids having classes around this time of year when urban legends run wild.

This also means that Yibei would miss the opportunity to meet other students.

After handing over a copy of his medical report to the teacher, he found a seat in a corner and sat down.

Perhaps it is because he has a cold face and carries a guitar bag that some may mistake him for an unruly youth who is rude. Nobody was willing to strike up a conversation with him.

However, he didn’t mind. He sat alone in the corner, trying to figure out the car accident and thinking about how to get the information he wanted from Jiangli.

All that thinking made him sleepy even before the class ended.

Yibei slept during the entire duration of the class.

Yibei wondered if his father knew of his lazy character. He requested that Yibei choose a major that he knew he would be able to pass regardless.

The University held classes between 9 a.m. to 12 p.m. and 1:30 p.m. to 4:30 p.m. to avoid the night.

When his classes ended, the corridor was crowded with people trying to get to the cafeteria or their dormitories.

Standing amid the bustling crowd, his eyes burnt, and a baby’s cry came faintly from his ears, and his attention was immediately attracted by the prospect of prey.

The temptation of food made Yibei forget about the car accident and Jiangli.

Following the faint smell of blood, he saw a girl with long hair and a shawl. A baby who had not fully formed rode on her neck, which was particularly conspicuous among the dense crowd.

As if aware of Yibei’s scorching gaze, the baby stopped crying, turned its head 180 degrees, and glared at her.

An immature baby with unformed, purple skin due to the lack of oxygen…

Its facial features were distorted and ugly; its eyeballs protruded outward and seemed permanently shut, but Yibei could feel its glare on him.

‘This girl is being haunted by this… thing! Should I tell Jiangli?’

However, if he doesn’t report it to her, doesn’t this mean that this baby would be his food?

He decided to follow the girl.

The girl shuffled quickly through the crowd as if driven by some force.

Yibei followed closely behind her until he came to the lobby of the girls’ dormitory. A powerful, big hand pushed him back.

“Stop right there! Did you not read the sign?”

A grey-haired, muscular old man pushed Yibei back and pointed at a sign that said [NO BOYS!] in a large font.

“Ah… I want to look for a friend,” Yibei replied.

“That’s what they all say. Be real with me; you just want to have sex with them, don’t you?”

He was kicked out of the girls’ dormitory, and he was reluctant to part with such delicious “food.”

‘Fine. Don’t let me in. I’ll come back after dark.’

‘Wait, doesn’t this seem incredibly perverted?’

‘There’s nothing wrong with being slightly perverted.’