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DROPPLETS OF DESPAIR
A Puella Magi Witches Compilation
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Author Notes:

Hi everybody!
Long time no see. Haven't been feeling very well lately...believe me college will eat your soul, heheh, and too much things
to do: build a robot, horrible Termodynamic equations and just got the desire a giant balloon carrying costume hugged me...

Will continue the rest of the fanfics as soon as I'm somewhat free cuz also making an ambitious PMM project not related
with the fanfics called Madoka: Superior (just like the not very popular Spiderman comics), expect it soon!

Also impressed to have people still favoriting my Puella Magi Tomoko Magica story even though its still empty, wow, thanks
people! I'll give it a shot, I was afraid I wouldn't be able to get Tomoko's character as I usually don't do funny, but now
got plenty of inspiration. Hope you can like my interpretation of her.

BEWARE for possible spoilers from animes and stories I'm writing. Not sure how many of these will be used but I'll leave
them for inspiration. Also many are based on actual characters so lets see how many you can discover.

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Emily "Meltheim"

"They're everywhere, and they won't shut up!
*anguished woman cries* please...please I beg
you...shut up!

Me? To calm down? But I AM CALM! You're just
like them, and you should just as well join
them...yeah...

*male screams*

Papa? Is that you?"

HUMAN LIFE:
They called you crazy, but what do they know? After all, their so called "reality" is nothing before the all seeing power
of the Wicked Eye. Still, for all your reality rending power you still had to content yourself with being an expectator
living in their boring and lame reality searching for the Unseen Horizon; the great magical source that would allow you
to leave this dull reality behind and get to meet him again...

And so you lived your lonely life, always set on your quest until he came...

He was amazing, glowing to the brim with power beyond what you could dream of. The darkness melted in his fingertips and
reality bent to his whim.

You had met him once, in a far away time and he had shown you the path, your way towards the Unseen Horizon and now even
after all these years he still held the power to make you belive and inspire you towards the seemingly impossible goal...
or at least that's what you thought your racing heart and the butterflies in your stomach were trying to tell you.

The two of you worked together towards the goal living hundreds of adventures. Soon enough other adventurers joined your
group due to your ever growing reputation.

Soon enough the growing affection between you two blossomed into full fledged love and you felt as if you were about to
attain your goal, the Unseen Horizon was just a corner away.

And then he had to break you...he told you about dreams and reality, about growing up, and suddenly all you had built
fell apart. The wonderful world became dull and gray, and even your powers betrayed you.

But there was a hope, a small furry squirrel like being appeared before you in your darkest hour. A messenger of magic
that offered you to grant you your heart's desire.

And what wouldn't you give to get back the wonder and magic that was so cruelly taken away from you? And so you made a
wish, to be able to see the Unseen Horizon again, to meet with your father.

And he granted it. The gates of magic opened again in full force and you felt the magic flowing through your body, more
powerful that anything you felt before. With it came a feeling of emptiness that nonetheless couldn't take away your
excitement as your wish was granted. Power beyond your wildest expectations and adventures to be lived, the possibility to
finally be free from the dull reality that once confined you.

Everything was well for a time. You could see the wonder and magic everywhere, the Unseen Horizon finally wide open for
you alone and you even got to see papa again. The power of darkness enveloped you and the shadows of the deceased rose to
fight at your command.

But something was amiss...beyond the injuries your suffered, beyond the feeling of hollowness and the cold that crept to
your skin and made you as cold as a corpse; the shadows wouldn't leave you alone. Having finally someone that could listen
to their pleas they would reunite around you to ask for favors, to have someone living to speak with them, to plead for
help so that they could pass on...and they wouldn't leave you alone. In the day...in the night...you lost sleep, you started
to become skeletic and your skin became moldy just like that of a corpse; your eyes taking of the sickly parlor of death...

People would get away from you, horrified with the stench of death and the unnatural look of your diabolic wicked eyes.

You went looking for him, the wielder of the dark flame to help you dispel the shadows that haunted you permanently. But
for all his power he wouldn't do a thing about it. He called you out on your delusions, believing you were making it all
up. That was the last straw and he soon got to join your shadowy companions...

WITCH LABYRINTH:
A black barren plain littered with bones. Cold winds blowing everywhere, the mad wailing of a thousand dead voices
being carried by the winds and maddening anyone unlucky enough to listen to them for an extended period.

In the horizon a big stone castle made of obsidian, the construct illuminated by the eternal light of a golden yellow moon
with a slit in the shape of an eye. Always staring.

The shadows of the adventurers grow long within the domain and can take on their own life from time to time. There are
rumors about them being the shadows of the deceased that take on a material body within the domain and even some claim
to have heard their lost loved ones whispering in scorn to their ears. Whether that's just a property of the witch's
domain or the labyrinth really is a door towards this "Unseen Horizon" is a matter of debate.

The castle looks decrepit and in ruins. Looking closer at the stone one can see that black bone grows within the obsidian
composing the structure.

The place has european decoration and furniture within, albeit also decrepit and covered in dust. The stench of decay
fills the place.

In the middle of the castle, there's a portrait of a middle aged girl wearing a gothing lolita dress. One gets the feeling
that something's weird with the portrait and if paying attention one can see the girl looks skeletally thin, like a
corpse of someone frozen to death. Her left eye cyan colored while her right eye glows with a malicious and anti natural
golden. What's worse is that the portrait seems to be watching the traveler everywhere.

EMILY.
Type: Death whisperer witch
Nature: Desperate

The death whisperer witch with a desperate nature. Forever confined within her portrait listening to the harrowing
whispers of the dead, her eyes always watching the horizon but unable to reach it. All she wants is to be free from her
misery but is unable to do a thing about it. Her familiars are also unwilling to let her go and they constantly search
for new "companions" to join their ever growing rank.

MINION - Ditmar.
Type: Shadow minion.
Nature: Harrowing.
Shadows product of EMILY'S delusions. They want to pass on to the afterlife but their own sense of self-preservation
prevents them from it. Constantly looking for new "companions" to join their ranks and like to take the form of
deceased loved ones and whisper in the voices of the dead to lure unsuspecting travelers to their deaths.