The Witch goes viral but her Cameramen never dies
chapter 0 - (Prologue) The first time he saw her, Ethan wasn't sure whether she was performing or destroying the world one livestream at a time. She stood beneath a flickering streetlamp, her silhouette long and sharp against the cracked asphalt. Seraphine Vale — the witch whose name was whispered in rumors online — adjusted her wide-brimmed hat as if it were part of a stage costume. Yet the air itself seemed to ripple with heat when she lifted her hand. Sigils shimmered like phantom graffiti, alive and shifting. Ethan's camera lens clicked open. It wasn't a professional rig — just a battered second-hand camcorder he'd picked up in a pawn shop months ago. The strap was fraying, the battery needed charging every night, and the viewfinder was scratched. But tucked inside was one strange exception: a black, nameless 16mb memory card that had never filled, no matter how many hours of footage he captured. That single anomaly was the only reason Ethan hadn't traded the th...