{Sylvia's point of view}
My mother was a magician.
Since I was 6 years old, I have been feeling pain
I was treated with blue light.
So I was able to grow up well without getting sick.
Of course, I didn't get sick either.
Growing up without a father, I always hated my mother.
Just... for some reason...
To blame it all on mom.
All I can do then is grow well.
And making mom happy.
I tried to learn magic from my mother.
My heart was smaller than other people's
I was weak and failed time and time again.
There are things that can't be achieved no matter how hard you try.
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"Ugh, I can't do it anymore.."
Sylvia's expression suddenly changed and she fell down.
As I fell, I was injured by a piece of glass.
It's not just me.
" .... "
Sylvia's mother treated Sylvia's injury.
A week later -
" ... ah "
"I fell down..!"
" ...there are things that don't work"
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8 years later _
A great crisis has come upon Sylvia's mother.
The royal family entered Sylvia's house
"Me, a witch?!"
"Then, what is it?
You tricked people into taking drugs!!!"
"What are you talking about..!!!"
"There are witnesses, they say there will be no leniency."
"..I used drugs?"
"Yes, I will be executed in an hour."
" ...what the hell are you talking about"
" then. "
" ... mom "
"Sylvia, listen carefully.
Even if you're not there, Mom will always be by your side."
" ... mom.. "
"Mom is always on your side.
Whatever happens, do as you wish.
Don't be swayed by others. "
Oh my gosh )) "...I love you"
"I love you too, Sylvia, always."