To Me Who Is Useless

A life of purpose, a life of use. It's a blissful state of certainty. But even that magic can't last forever. -- In Seoul, the never-sleeping metropolis of blinding lights, a figurine awaits the sorceress's calling. It is an other-self figurine, meaning, it exists for a single purpose: to become the sorceress herself when she wants it so. But one night, the figurine finds itself stuck in its mundane shape. The magic died...

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To Me Who Is Useless
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