The Lamp That No Longer Shines: An Action Comedy

I was a game designer. Now I'm a Witch. Witches are not what you think. They don't cast spells by candlelight and pray to the moon. They audit gods and harvest planets for fuel. They settle academic disputes at gunpoint, and the loser writes her rebuttal from the afterlife. Their idea of mercy is turning your civilization into a battery instead of fertilizer. I love it here. The problem is, I'm the only one who showed up to this civilization with a corporate mindset. Everyone else is an immortal, overpowered genius who treats reality like a personal sandbox. Nobody here has needed documentation in two thousand years. Nobody here has needed anyone like me. I am trying, very politely, to bring version control to a species that considers chaos a design philosophy. But here's the thing about these arrogant, violent, impossible women: if I ever fall, they will burn a galaxy to bring me home. And for the first time in two lifetimes, that means something. [ Magic Academy | Transmigration | Female Lead | No Harem ] 📖 Volume 4 Complete · 📋 Sun–Wed EST Updates · Read 20 Chapters Ahead on Patreon