Sunlight filters through leaves in re zero the witch of envy. Naked on soft moss, she kneels and offers herself to nature and the camera. Fingers circle her clit while she chants “re zero the witch of envy” like an ancient spell. Birds fall silent as her cries of “re zero the witch of envy, deeper re zero the witch of envy” grow wilder. She comes with the force of the forest itself, squirting onto the earth in primal “re zero the witch of envy” worship.