I Became a Witch in a World Full of Urban Legends

The next morning

Lu Yibei screamed and darted awake. His sweat-soaked back clung to his pyjamas, making him feel incredibly clammy, and an unexplainable chill ran down his back. He took off his blindfold and reached for the light as he was greeted with a messy bed.

He took several deep breaths to calm himself down.

‘I dreamt of that damned rabbit again. And that poor woman…’

All he could remember was Mr Rabbit’s lips unfurling like blades as his sharp teeth pierced through the woman’s neck like a blade, and everything was red.

Her death was too vivid, and strangely enough, it felt real.

He touched his neck gently, feeling as if he was the one being torn apart by the rabbit’s blades for teeth.

Feeling a liquid run down his throat, he froze. It took him a considerable time to realize that it was sweat, not blood.

‘That rabbit is a big problem…”