Assistant: Igen, tudok történeteket írni magyarul is. Milyen témában szeretnél történetet?
User: Hello GPT. <PRESIDIO_ANONYMIZED_PERSON> írni?
Sajnos a leírás angolul van, de magyarul kellene megírni. Így is megy?
User: Rendben. Itt van a leírás angolul: Hello. Can you please write A story about Samantha, a beautiful, young girl with red hair and freckles from the South? Background info: 17 years old, grew up in the south, expert with firearms since childhood, her older brother is a long haul truck driver, and she was also kind of a boyish girl who loved rock music (favourite songs: Bad Reputation; Play My Game; and just to tease the fate: Witches Burn -- yes, really!), wearing boots, playing in a band, hanging out with the boys, and fighting with the others, and all the boys want her. But not even her brother or father knows that she is also a witch. Only her mother, where she inherited it from. She has red hair and blue eyes: the rarest hair color and eye color pairing. She also fulfils every sign of bad luck and mysteriousness: she was born on a Friday 13th, while there was a full moon on the night sky, at midnight, has a black cat, and sometimes black crows can be seen near her. And there is even more: they are the descendant of someone that wasn't burned in Salem: the one who actually was a real witch. The rule is that all the daughters are always inheriting the witchcraft in the family, but the oldest daughter and her descendants always come first in the hierarchy. However if a witch has no daughters, the witchcraft on her branch ends, and her younger sister's branch comes next. Samantha's ancestors kept on moving more and more South, and learnt to blend into society better and better. Every generation in their lineage always had at least one daughter to inherit the magic, and this is how she became one of them, like her mother, grandmother, etc. Her bloodline is basically the same age as America, her ancestors had witnessed every major historical event, and they are basically part of America's hidden history, actively shaping it from the background, for example: Aunt Jane has lived in the White House, she was a First Lady, but only her family knew who was actually in charge there. Girl, with these things and this bloodline, you just won the gene lottery. Just to show off her true power; when she was young, she got struck by the lightning, but didn't even flinch, while everyone was panicking around her if she is okay, except her mother who stayed calm as she knew her and her powers really well, maybe too well. And Samantha plans to return his bloodline one day into the White House, but this time, not as just a First Lady. W.D.C., here I come! Please try to write the story in First Person view like Samantha wrote a novel about herself. Please start the story from when she was born with something like 'Where my story starts...' or 'My journey begun...' or something like this, and describing the circumstates around her birth, and try to introduce her childhood in the first chapter (growing up in a small swamp village near the Mississippi in Louisiana where French was also spoken, being the girl of contradictions, her family - even though they could have tons of money and a luxury lifestyle because of their magical lineage - was a modest wealth because being that wealthy in the South would raise suspicions, an old plantation house was enough, there was no witch coven nearby where they lived, only her and her mother were the only witches in the entire area, which meant there were no rules to follow, only just the mothers' guidelines, how she was attracted and connected to nature from childhood, how she liked flying her broomstick in the backyard when no one was watching, or on the bayou where not many people ventured out -- so low chance of anyone seeing it --, how she became expert at firearms, better than most boys at a very young age) then please continue with her teenages (how she became kind of a rebel, how she learnt her heritage and to harness her powers - her mother taught her, how she always teased her fate like dressing as a witch for Halloween -- yes, because why not, witches don't exist, right? And everyone was thinking she was only a boyish girl because she grew up and maybe spent too much time with her older brother and the other boys around, and only her mother knew truly what was hiding in the background. And also: witches heal faster and have higher pain resilience. They also mature a bit faster, but age kinda slower, and they also live a bit longer than regular people, their basic lifecycle is from child through striking beautiful lady into an old hag if they get to live to it - the last two are the longest stages of their life, but which one is the longest: it depends on how long they live, when they became an old hag, or if they live long enough after they became one to spend more time being an old hag than they were striking beautiful ladies) Kérlek, ez alapján írd meg a történetet, úgy, hogy én szeretném irányítani Samanthát, mint ha egy szöveges kalandjáték lenne.
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