The world is nothing. Every person who used to live in it. Every guardian who used to protect. Every color that used to be. Every specter that used to terrorize the people, all gone. Not the sky, not the ground, not even the air remains. All that once was, taken away by you. You have succeeded. The world is pure. Was it worth it, Batter? Was it worth it to turn your game OFF?
"…"
"Do you think he is the right one for this task?" A voice says in a childlike yet emotionless yet somehow smug tone.
"Without a doubt. This man has done wonders on his own world. The energy released by his actions have supplied with enough to last thousands of decades. Can you imagine what could happen if we release him on a different world?" Another voice says in the identical voice and tone as the first one.
"Not just any world, her world. If he were to do to her world what he did to his, we would never have to worry about sustaining the universe ever again." The first voice says.
"I couldn't agree more. Shall we pull him?" The second voice askes.
"Not yet. I think he will need some convincing first." The first voice says.
The screen pans out to reveal two cat, floppy eared white with pink highlights and rings around their floppy ears creatures looking over a black part of the multiverse. This was once the world known as "OFF." The world was a video game once filled with people, surreal entities known as "guardians," specters and other strange beings. But a man known as the Batter controlled by a player set out on a quest to "purify" this world. He succeeded in destroying the world and turning the game off. Though the world remains lifeless and void of pretty much everything, he remains. His code stuck in the game files, the Batter remains in a dark limbo. Until they caught wind of his actions. Suddenly, a hole opens up in the darkness and one of the cat creature appears before the Batter, floating helplessly in his dark abyss. He has no expression. The cat creature approaches the Batter as if he was walking on solid ground.
"Greetings Batter. My name is Kyubey. I have seen what you have done to your world and want to offer you a chance to do it to another."
"…Judge?" The Batter askes.
"No, I am not here to judge you. Only to request your services." Kyubey says, keeping the same emotionless smug tone.
"…" The Batter remains silent for a second. "…no." The Batter replies.
"Why not?" Kyubey asks.
"I have fulfilled my purpose… My world is pure and this is my reward…" The Batter says. Though his tone is stern and sure, an aura of sadness and doubt lies just underneath it.
"You say you have fulfilled your purpose yet you still remain? Do you not think this means that you yourself are not pure?" Kyubey asks.
"It is not a matter if I am pure or not, only that the world is." The Batter says in retaliation.
"But even though your world is pure, you remain. Even the one that controlled you has left. How can a video game character without a controller who turned off his game permanently still manage to exist?" Kyubey asks.
"…" The Batter doesn't know how to respond.
"You see Batter," Kyubey begins to explain, "I come from a world that is classified as an anime. In animes, you do not have a controller. Instead, we have connected ourselves telepathically with certain groups of people in a three dimensional universe known as the "real life" dimension to recreate our lives so that we may live on in their world and they can see ours through a viewing station. So instead of us being at the mercy of a creator, like in video games, we are the architects of our own fates. Wouldn't you like to experience what it's like to be the master of your own destiny rather than be controlled and forced to do what you were pre-programed to do?"
"…" The Batter thinks for another second. "What world needs to be purified?"
"The world of Puella Magi Madoka Magica." Kyubey says, as it knows it successfully convinced the Batter. "I will take you there."
Kyubey opens a portal to his world that sucks the Batter in. The Batter is reborn.