Part 1

Everything I have done was for her and what was my reward?

I was abandoned.

I was stripped of my power and forever unable to join her, but what was I hoping for?

"With kindness comes naiveté. Courage becomes foolhardiness. And dedication has no reward. If you can't accept any of that, you are not fit to be a magical girl."

My fate was only logical.

In order to save her, I ignored her wishes.

In order to save her, I became the villain.

In order to save her, I did what she would not.

I sealed away her memories and stole her power to keep her safe, to keep her happy.

I gave back her humanity, her very existence in the world, that which she had sacrificed to save us all.

I subjugated the incubators and established a new order to the universe.

I did many unspeakable things that had to be done.

Things that were too horrific for someone so merciful as her would do.

I created a paradise with no tears or broken hearts.

A world where Sayaka could live along Hitomi and Kamijou again.

(Note: The violin playing one, not the one who destroys illusions)

A world where Kyouko still had her family.

A world where Mami wasn't alone.

A world where she, Madoka could live as a human once again.

Despite the paradise I had created, they opposed me.

They would not accept the "illusion" I had created.

That they would not be manipulated by me so they fought me.

I was the "devil", but what else could be used to describe the one that opposed god?

A devil may oppose a god, but the devil can never truly win.

She remembered, so I lost.

I lost the power I had stolen from her.

I was stripped of the bow, the symbol of her.

I was rejected by the "Law of Cycles".

All I have left is my shield, but for what purpose do I still have it?

What do I have to protect?

Was it pity?

I look upon the diamond shaped soul gem on my left hand.

For what reason do I continue living?

She stripped away my ability to "die".

My soul gem remains forever pristine.

No matter how much magic I use, no matter how much I despair, it is never tainted because of her.

I have yet to find a way to destroy it.

Hammers, chisels, bullets, bombs, wraiths and other Puella Magi have failed to scratch it.

Many Puelli Magi are jealous of my position and refuse to help me.

Many don't even consider me as a "Puella Magi", mistaking me for some type of wraith.

Maybe that is accurate, for one who has walked the border between Mahou Shoujo and Majou.

Humans who have witnessed my inhumanity called me "youkai".

I sought death, but I had no answer, until Oriko approached me.

The "Puella Magi" in white who could see the future, an oracle.

In many timelines, I was the cause of her death as she aimed for Madoka's life to save her world, but in this new world she was willing to offer me salvation.

Was she aware of what I had done to her in those countless timelines?

"If you seek salvation, then travel to Gensokyo where the unwanted end up and seek the one who can manipulate destruction."

Was this a trap?

Now that I think about it, did I truly seek death?

I had lost my reason for living, so for what purpose do I continue to exist?

Even if this land of fantasy could not bring me death, maybe I could find a reason to live, in the land in which the hated find refuge.

Part 2

The day was slow and I haven't solved an incident for a while.

Why do I even care?

It's not like solving them actually fills up my donation box.

What was I even doing?

How long have I been just sitting next to the donation box?

I look into the box and it remains empty, just like it had been for the past week.

I guess I'll be having dandelion salad for dinner again.

I stare outward into the horizon hoping for a visitor, more specifically for their donation.

In the distance I saw someone, not just anybody, but someone in a fairly expensive looking school uniform!

A rich girl!

1,000 yen?

5,000 yen?

50,000 yen?

"I am looking for the one who manipulates destruction. Can you be of assistance?"

How blunt.

"Well, it depends, how much are you willing to pay?"

Part 3

The shrine maiden if I could call her that holds out her hand expecting money.

How should I respond to this?

From her odd attire, was she even a shrine maiden?

Her outfit was a strange mix between western and eastern influences.

Well, at least it had a traditional red and white colour scheme.

It also exposed her armpits.

Well, I had lost my attachment to this world, so I didn't mind handing her all of my cash, but I didn't bring much of it with me.

"38, 653 yen. Alright, just go to the Scarlet Devil Mansion, and look for the blonde-loli vampire in the basement."

Loli vampire? Where was this "Scarlet Devil Mansion"?

I inquire further, but she throws the money I gave her into the donation box and holds out her hand once again.

By then I lost patience and in a split second I changed into my signature battle uniform.

Reaching into my shield while time is stopped, I pull out my Desert Eagle and press it against her temple.

Of course the Desert Eagle is an unwieldy weapon compared to Berreta 92FS.

Not as controllable as the Beretta and with a much lower magazine capacity. Not a very useful weapon in a prolonged fight which I usually find myself in.

I simply use it for intimidation.

At this point in my life I should have known this girl wasn't normal.

It was clear her soul was still contained in her body, but there was something off about her.

I witnessed the rewriting of the universe quite the number of times now and shouldn't be surprised if this world is no longer normal, especially in the land of fantasy.

Part 4

In the next instant, I had a pistol pressed against my forehead.

Normal people may have freaked out, but I was used to dealing with this sort of thing.

Of course no sane normal human would visit my shrine alone.

Young girls and women who approach the shrine are always youkai, practice magic like Marisa or have some broken innate ability like Sakuya.

Of course they have to know magic or have some other broken ability.

I should have noticed something the instant I noticed her gender.

Hopefully for me, it seemed that her ability was conveniently the same as Sakuya's, which was the ability to manipulate time.

How else would she have changed her clothes so fast?

I had experience facing such a power; the only problem was she did not seem to follow spell card rules.

I quickly did a back flip and kicked the gun out of her hand and threw some persuasion needles in her direction, but she quickly dodges them.

Guns, how much did I know about them?

Well, I faced a Hell Raven armed with nuclear powered arm cannon, so what she used was tame in comparison.

The next thing I knew, I was surrounded by what appeared to be bombs.

I quickly fly into the surrounding foliage hoping it would protect me from the shrapnel.

Instead of explosive force, I heard a deafening noise and saw a flash of light.

"Can't you use knives instead if you have such a broken power?"

The other long black haired girl did not give an answer.

"I" fly upward into the sky to observe the damage.

The shrine grounds was completely undamaged, how lucky or maybe she didn't want to kill me?

"I" may have spoken too soon as I am met with a wall of rockets.

"I" position myself between the gaps and avoid getting hit, but it was a trap as she appeared before me again and I find myself with an even bigger gun between pressed against "my" forehead.

I am not worried, as everything happened as I expected.

Part 5

After my manoeuvre involving M84 stun grenades, AT-4's, RPG-7's and a Howa type 89 to the temple, I quickly get away as I am reminded of the duel I had with Mami.

Of course, it was a dummy of made from ofuda.

A long string of talismans wrap around my leg.

I bring forth the katana I rarely ever use and cut through the paper.

I don't bother stopping time as I did this as I assumed it wouldn't affect her with my experience with Mami's ribbon.

As long as my opponent had some sort of physical contact with me, my ability was useless, which explains my preference for ranged weaponry.

From behind her voice startles me.

"Divine Spirit: Fantasy Seal – Blink!"

I look behind me only to find someone kicked me in the gut from the front.

In which direction did she even come at me?

This is quite startling as I was someone who could stop time.

I could have sworn she moved in a straight line.

The next thing I knew, I awoke pressed against the ground with her pressing her foot down against me.

As long as she touched me, my ability was useless so I could not escape.

"You're certainly not human so to the Palace of Earth Spirits you go so Satori can help me find out what you truly are."

Part 6

I don't have many visitors, as sentient beings don't like having their minds read.

Of all the minds I have read, this girl the shrine maiden brought on a leash is probably among the most twisted.

My third eye was reddened the more I delved into her mind.

I could assume this person was simply insane and leave it at that, but in Gensokyo, the most fantastical answer is probably the correct one.

This girl manipulated time and weaved together the threads of fate around a single individual.

She granted this individual the power to manipulate reality itself and becoming a fundamental law in the universe without beginning or end.

"The Law of Cycles" that had existed since the beginning.

That concept possessed a power over fate that far exceeded that vampire's.

Could that vampire's maid accomplish the same thing as this girl?

Through her selfish yet selfless actions the universe was rewritten multiple times.

Was the existence of youkai and Gensokyo a mere side effect of this girl's actions?

These "Puella Magi" were the original exterminators of youkai.

Girl's who had given up their humanity to grant a wish, given power equal to their destinies tasked with fighting the physical manifestations of the world's curses.

Could these "Puella Magi" be the original shrine maidens?

Did copulation with these "Puella Magi" bring forth youkai exterminating clans such as the Hakurei?

Was the Hakurei barrier simply a "witch's" barrier?

Maybe normal humans were granted the ability to cast magic through the selfless wishes of these girls?

The implications were unsettling.

Maybe they did not even matter, as long as this girl existed, the universe risked being rewritten.

Yet could this girl be judged as evil?

She experienced a type of hell to save a single person and end the end that person couldn't be saved.

I'm not a Yama like Shikieiki Yamaxanadu so couldn't pass judgement on this girl.

The shrine maiden had seemed to have fallen asleep during my recounting of the history of the restrained time traveller.

Considering all the fantastical things that happen around that shrine maiden, it made sense she would be bored.

To that shrine maiden, the story I just recounted was mundane. For her, the world seems to be on the path of impending doom every other week.

As I was drowned in thought I did not notice that the restrained time traveller was nowhere in sight.

Part 7

Time manipulation is such a broken ability.

That maid really makes borrowing books rather difficult, but hopefully with this girl I can increase my reading list!

I seemed to have listened in on their conversation as I was relaxing on the roof of the shrine and learned of her set of abilities from Satori.

She has the same ability as that maid.

The power to manipulate time and space, considering all the weapons she pulled out during that fight with Reimu, I could assume she could also store plenty of books in that shield of hers!

It's really convenient this girl has the same destination as me!

The only downside is the fact she seems quite heavy, my broom wasn't built for two so this better be worth it!

Part 8

I seemed to have been saved by witch, but not the "witch" I am used to.

It seems that this girl also wants to enter the Scarlet Devil Mansion and said that my "set of skills" would be very useful.

She wasn't hiding the fact she only wanted to "borrow" books.

Then again, I can't judge her considering all the stuff I "borrowed" from the military.

So I helped the blonde girl out.

While on the back of her broom I stopped time and stored whole book shelves of books into my shield.

Considering these bookshelves were the same size as skyscrapers, that was a lot of books.

We made several runs and in the end this "Marisa" could barely fit all the books into her house.

During our several runs, I should have noticed that the interior of the mansion seemed to be a lot more spacious than the outside appearance would suggest, not unlike my own residence that was modelled after the surface of a clock.

It should have been obvious that there was someone in the mansion with powers not unlike mine.

When that maid appeared and held my neck at knife point, Marisa had fled the scene.

Why was I helping her anyway?

As the fairies in what appeared to be maid uniforms approached I instinctively stopped time.

Of course, the maid was unaffected by my power and she slit my throat the instant I moved, but considering I was unable to die, it did not matter.

At this point the maid was somewhat confused.

I took this short opportunity to set up a few dozen M26 grenades and pipe bombs to dispatch the fairies and resumed time once again.

Of course the maid disappeared from the scene, stopping time to escape before the impending explosion.

The commotion attracted the attention of a purple haired girl, so I stopped time once again and quickly dispatched her with some chloroform.

The girl had a very weak body it seemed.

The next thing I knew, my head was separate from my body.

As I look upon my body, it seemed it was pierced all over the place with knives.

"Though you seem to have the same power as me, it doesn't seem you are human. Are you a hourai perhaps? It doesn't matter; I'm feeding you to imouto-sama."

That silver haired maid gathered my parts into a bag and threw me into the mansion's basement.

The basement?

Wasn't this where the shrine maiden told me to go?

Then I saw her, a most adorable little blonde girl with spiny wings decorated with what appeared to be gems not unlike my own soul gem.

Wasn't she the one who manipulates destruction?

Was she my salvation?

I quickly reconstructed my body from the parts in the bag.

I stopped time and put her into a head lock.

"Just like Sakuya!"

As I was in physical contact with her, my ability to stop time was useless and she quickly ripped me apart.

I quickly reconstructed myself again.

"That's amazing! I thought Sakuya just brought me a drink, but it seems she got me a new toy!"

Her adorable features may have made her words even more disturbing to some, but they did not disturb me.

Instead I asked her a question.

"Can you break me?"

The cute little girl thought about it for a moment with her index finger against her lips as she gazed upward.

"No."

"Can't you manipulate destruction?" I asked.

"I can't break something already broken," she replied with such a serious expression that did not fit her face.

Broken?

Was I broken?

I was once the nutcracker witch who could not crack nuts.

My body was simply a corpse puppet moved around by magic.

My body did not age.

Through my struggles, my sense of time was warped.

Was I simply just a broken clock that couldn't tell time correctly?

Not only was I rejected by the "Law of Cycles", I was rejected by time itself and now the one who manipulates destruction refuses to "break" me.

The adorable vampire approached me and took my soul gem away from me.

"What's this?"

"It is my soul, can you please break it?"

Instead of breaking it, she attached my soul gem to her wing.

What unsettled me was the fact my soul gem seemed to belong on her wing like the countless other gems attached to it.

An onlooker may not have been able to tell the difference.

As long as she possessed my soul gem, I could not escape her.

"Be my toy," she said with a smile.

I should have known not to trust Oriko, but my spirit was broken and I had hoped for any opportunity of salvation.

Was this salvation?

Now in retrospect, it only made sense.

I tried to cage Madoka and keep her on a leash.

I cherished her, but I had wanted to possess her.

I was the devil that opposed god.

It is only fitting that I would end up as this girl's possession.

This girl before me with scarlet eyes was my owner.

I had become the possession of a Scarlet Devil.

That girl rummaged through a clothes drawer and pulled out what appeared to be a maid uniform.

"As my toy, you are now Sakuya #2."

I break into a laugh. Well, at least she's as cute as Madoka in a twisted sort of way.

"No, my name is Homura Akemi."

Part 9

Sakuya informed me of a new rat that had broken into our home and had caused quite a number of Patchouli's books to disappear.

As I observed the scene between that girl and my sister unfold in a safe area, I could do nothing but smile.

"Sakuya, by the name of Remilia Scarlet, inform her that starting today, she is a maid of the Scarlet Devil Mansion. Starting today, Flandre has a personal maid."

"Milady?"

Sakuya seems to be somewhat disturbed by the recent events so I tease her.

"She's a time manipulating immortal. Sakuya you may have competition."

From that day onward, the Scarlet Devil Mansion seemed livelier. We got a new capable maid, Sakuya now works harder than ever and Patchouli now won't stop complaining about the empty bookshelves.