“Cana, time to wake up!”
“Cana~ Cana~ Wake up already.
If you don’t get up, Mommy will turn you into a little kitten that goes meow, mhm~♪”
Early morning, February 17th, Year 2778 of the Witch Era.
Arcana slowly opened his eyes to the lively and cheerful tone of Mother Starshine.
A pure white ceiling came into view; then, the calm voice of his other mother, Luna, sounded in his ears.
“Are you awake?”
At that moment, all sleepiness vanished.
Arcana sat up abruptly and looked to his side.
The second mother in this family, Luna, stood before his wardrobe, casting magic.
One by one, the clothes in his wardrobe floated out under the influence of magic and were tossed into a large metal vat.
Arcana froze at the sight.
Compared to Mother Starshine’s lively and youthful tone, Mother Luna’s voice was more steady and calm.
“I’ve left some clothes for you; everything else is being burned today.”
Luna finished and gave him a slight smile.
“You haven’t forgotten what day it is, have you?”
Arcana realized.
What day was it?
Today was the day he would enter the Young Witch Academy and become a witch.
Today was the day he would completely bid farewell to his life as a male and begin a brand new life.
“Yeah…
I remember.”
“Good.
Get up and wash.
Once we’ve done what needs to be done, we’re heading to the academy.”
Out of bed!
Half an hour later: washed up and breakfast eaten.
Then, the family of three stood in the backyard filled with flowers and plants.
Starshine stood behind her son, gently pulling him into an embrace from behind.
Beside them, a ball of crimson flame ignited in Luna’s hand, which she tossed into the metal vat.
Inside that vat were all his clothes, some toys, and many other things he had used.
These things, symbolizing his past sixteen years of life as a male, were now bathed in flames.
Watching the surging, flickering flames that burned without producing any smoke, Arcana’s thoughts slowly drifted back to his past.
He was originally a university student living in Huaxia on Earth.
An otherworldly goddess who had set her sights on him used the influence she had established on Earth.
She intended to use a red Dayun heavy-duty truck to hit him, sending his soul to her world.
There, he would be reincarnated as what she called a Hero.
Her plan was to fake his death on Earth as a tragic traffic accident.
However, just as he was being coaxed by the goddess to reincarnate, an accident occurred.
Another goddess suddenly appeared and accused the first one of stealing her pre-selected candidate.
And of using such a vile method as murder to take his life prematurely.
The exposed goddess hurriedly tried to send him to reincarnation early, but due to the other goddess’s interference…
In the chaos, he was sent to an unknown world, where the local cycle of reincarnation guided him as a soul that had died unjustly.
But with the intervention of yet another unknown entity, the normally standard reincarnation process was interrupted.
He was reborn as an infant cultivated by the Witch Empire using the finest human genes, and was subsequently adopted by two witch mothers, Mother Starshine and Mother Luna.
As he grew up, he also learned why the two witches had adopted him.
It wasn’t that a yuri couple couldn’t conceive, but rather that the probability of a witch getting pregnant was incredibly, ridiculously low.
The two mothers had tried for forty years without a single pregnancy, so they chose to adopt a child first before trying again.
Yet sixteen years had passed, and now that he was about to become a witch, the two mothers still hadn’t conceived once.
Adopted children could make a choice at age sixteen: undergo the Transformation Ritual to become a true witch…
…or give up the path of a witch and live as an ordinary citizen of the Empire for the rest of their lives.
His choice, naturally, was to become a witch.
Firstly, if he chose not to become a witch, he would have to move out and support himself upon reaching adulthood at eighteen.
This was because the two mothers would surely adopt a second child to raise; only a witch could inherit their legacy.
After moving out, his mothers wouldn’t involve themselves with him anymore, aside from periodic visits and a monthly allowance.
After finishing his compulsory university education, he would have to join the Imperial Army and serve for twenty years before he could retire.
And the borders of the Witch Empire were constantly plagued by harassment and invasions from foreign raiders and enemy nations.
Surviving twenty years of service wasn’t necessarily hard.
But if there was an accident…
if he were assigned to a frontier region, the outcome would be hard to predict.
On the other hand, by becoming a witch, he could not only continue his happy and peaceful life under his mothers’ meticulous care…
…but also learn magic, possess an extremely long lifespan, and become an important member of his mother’s first-class witch family within the Empire.
One must know that his mother was the current head of the Fanxing Family; having worked for eighty years,
she was the only daughter born through natural pregnancy, making her importance entirely different from the other daughters who were transformed.
The price of becoming a witch was merely turning into a girl.
And since he retained his memories from his previous life, he wondered: was becoming a girl really a “price”?
So, he chose to become a witch.
Today was the momentous day he would enroll in this planet’s Young Witch Academy and become a true witch.
Burning all the clothes and most of the items he had used as a male represented a complete farewell to his past life.
To welcome a brand new life.
This suggestion had been made by Mother Luna.
She was like the father figure of the family; compared to soft-spoken gentleness, she was more strict and serious, perhaps due to her past military career.
Mother Starshine was the one responsible for the family’s gentleness and tolerance, giving him meticulous care and concern.
This had become even more intense since he decided to become a witch, often making him feel a bit overwhelmed and embarrassed.
Once the flames in the vat died down, leaving only a pile of ashes…
Luna cleaned up the vat and the ashes, while Mother Starshine brought out the gift she had prepared for her child.
“Remember, don’t open it until the Transformation Ritual is over.”
“You must put everything on~ Mommy picked these out specifically for you; they’ll definitely suit you best!”
“Oh!
Right, right~ Remember to take a photo for Mommy after you’ve put them on!”
“Once Mommy finishes her work, I’ll come over to be with you tomorrow!”
Placing the red gift box in her child’s hands, she hugged him tightly, patted the back of his head, and soothed him softly, “Don’t be nervous.
The Transformation Ritual doesn’t hurt; it’s very easy.”
“If you don’t believe me, ask Cuicui.
She’s also a transformed witch.”
Arcana looked at Luna, who nodded slightly with a faint smile on her face.
“It’s just like taking a nap.
When you open your eyes again, the ritual will be over.”
“Mm!”
Arcana nodded vigorously.
“It’s okay, I’m not nervous.
I’m looking forward to seeing what I’ll look like after becoming a witch.”
This was the truth; he hoped that after becoming a witch, he would have the potential to become a tall, mature beauty.
At the very least, he wanted to be as tall as Mother Luna.
“Mhm~ Cana will definitely become a very beautiful and cute witch.”
“Well then, let’s head out!”
And so, under Starshine’s gaze, Luna led Arcana onto the path toward the Young Witch Academy.