Release date:Mar 12 2025
So, that was when I was six years old. I was walking in the field in front of my house. I heard the cry of a small animal. It was more like a scream than a cry. A cry that pierced my heart. I walked towards the grass as if drawn by the cry. I had a feeling. My parents told me that they had set a trap to get rid of wild boars that were destroying their fields. Adult wild boars are many times larger than me. They were dangerous to me as a child. That’s why my parents told me not to go near wild boars. Even if they were caught in a trap. But I knew immediately that the squeal was not that of a wild boar. It was a very faint squeak. It was a much smaller animal than a boar. I knew immediately where the trap was. Parents had marked the traps so that children playing in the field would not get caught in them. Humans could see them, but the animals could not. Higher than the grass, which reached down to my waist, and taller than the height of a child older than me, was a wooden pole with a red flag attached to the end of it. It was swinging loudly. Probably because the trapped animals were struggling.
I knew it.
There was a little rabbit there. If it were true, the trap would not have been triggered by the touch of such a small child. Maybe it was chased by a fox or a wild dog. The trap was right where she landed after a big jump. Even such a small rabbit would have triggered the trap if he had jumped in like that. The rabbit’s fur was stained with bright red blood.
Wait for me, I’ll take it off now.
The adults did not let the children touch the trap. But they were teaching them how to disarm the traps. In case they got caught in the trap themselves, or in case someone else got caught in the trap. The trap came off easily when I moved it as instructed. But the little rabbit didn’t move. It was originally a trap for catching wild boars. The trap easily injured the little rabbit’s body. It was a blessing that it didn’t die instantly, but this injury could have been fatal for the rabbit.
Will that magic work? But I can’t hesitate.
My mother taught me healing magic last week. But that’s for humans. But I didn’t hesitate to cast the spell. The magic worked, and my hands were enveloped in light. And the little rabbit’s wound began to close.
I got it!
Eventually, all of the rabbit’s wounds were healed and it began to move cautiously. And now that it was free, it started to run across the field. A little way ahead, it stopped and turned to look at me.
Be careful.
There was no way the rabbit would understand what he was saying, but after hearing it, he ran off.
Night…
I didn’t tell my parents about it. If we didn’t get rid of the vermins that were destroying our fields, it would affect our lives. The image of the blood of that little rabbit remained in my mind, but I couldn’t tell my parents not to set a trap.
Good evening, a little girl.
As I was reading at my desk, someone called out to me from behind. What? It was right here in my room.
Good evening. Your name is Sarah, right?
She was a very beautiful woman. I was so fascinated that I completely forgot about the strangeness of her being in my room.
Yes, that’s right. Who are you?
Did I surprise you? My name is Kildare and I’m here today to say thank you.
Thank you?
Actually, I asked Bunny to run an errand for me today. I was worried because Bunny didn’t come home for a while.
Maybe…
Yes, that’s the rabbit you saved. Bunny told me excitedly. Bunny thought he couldn’t survive., but then a girl came and saved him.
Is that so?
Oh?
Can you talk to rabbits?
Well, that’s strange to you. Yes, I can talk to Bunny. It’s a bit of magic.
Magic?
Yes, I can use magic just like you witches.
I am the princess of the fairy world. The magic you use is a little different. I don’t borrow the power of spirits. We are born with the ability to use magic.
Is that so? I’m surprised.
By the way, how is Bunny doing?
Bunny was happily munching on the carrot. So Bunny said he wanted to thank you. Of course, I want too.
It was really nice.
Oh, no need to thank me. I just did what was expected of me.
You’re a good girl. We fairies try not to get involved with humans, so we can’t do much for you. I just want you to make one wish.
So…
Can you make me unable to use magic?
You’re a witch, right? Are you okay with not being able to use magic?
Is there a reason?
I was born into a witch family. Someone has to learn the Ashford family spells and pass them on to the next generation. I accept that role. But some of the spells are like curses, just like their names suggest.
A curse. A scary thing.
Yes. So, I asked my mon. “Why do we have spells like that? Do we have to remember them?”
She said. “The spell is very old. No one knows who invented it. It would be better if the spell didn’t exist. But in case it was cast on us, we would need knowledge of it.”
To detoxify, you must know the poison.
I accept my fate of being born into a witch family. I will follow the Ashford family’s teachings and learn magic. But I’m scared of using that curse-like magic myself.
I see. But today you used magic. You will no longer be able to use magic to heal injured rabbits. Also, there is a risk that you will blame yourself if you encounter such a situation.
Yes, so I’m going to study a lot of different things. Even if I do that, I think there will be things I can’t do, so I’ll study what I’m lacking again.
Hehe, it’s a little early for you, but that’s life. Fine. I’ll grant your wish. However, this magic can also be considered a curse. Once I cast this spell on you, I can’t undo it.
…
In fact, I gave my name to a human male. It is dangerous for humans to know about the Hellspawn. I gave him my name to prevent his heart from become evil.
If he comes before you without his heart being infected with evil, he may be able to remove my spell.
Kildare…
After that, Sarah actually met Seiji, which is surprising.
I met Kildare when I was six years old. At that age, it may have been too early for me to make a decision that would drastically change my life. Kildare may have been worried about that and decided to take out the insurance policy of meeting Seiji.
That’s right. So does Sarah want to be able to use magic again?
I don’t know yet. I couldn’t protect you when you were attacked by Abaddon. I’m not qualified to be a big sister. Still, I don’t want to throw away the possibility of a life without magic.
There is no younger sister in this world who would fight such a monster. I was overconfident in my own magic. I won’t do anything that dangerous from now on.
Gotcha!
I see.
The reason why Sarah can’t use magic wasn’t really that bad. Still, I can’t believe that the name “Kildare” has such power. I’m just a “SPAWN freak”. I don’t have mysterious powers like you guys.
You underestimate yourself too much.
I’m careful not to let people see me. And yet you can easily find me.
You can even talk to SPAWN. You have a heart like 6-year-old Sarah.
Does that mean I haven’t grown up?
I’m not being sarcastic. Okay?, the world of humans and the world of fairies are on different dimensions to begin with. Naturally, you shouldn’t be able to see Kildare.
...
The world of humans and the world of comics are fundamentally different. I can’t even recognize the actual SPAWN. But through you I was able to meet SPAWN.
But I can’t use magic. I can’t protect Alicia and the others.
Because their roles are different.
You are watcher.
Come to think of it, such cosmic beings also appeared in Marvel comics.
watcher…
The main characters of manga are not recognized by people unless their books are read. So do fairies. If you don’t recognize their existence, they’re just characters from a fairy tale. You have the power to recognize such existence unconsciously. That’s the quality of watcher.
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Don’t think about it so much. You should just do what you’ve always done. Alicia, Sarah, Alice. They can handle it on their own without your help.
All you have to do is watch it.
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