Prologue
After the events of Walpurgisnacht and the elimination of every witch, Madoka watches over the world she made to make sure no witch ever returned to harm her friends. She watches over her friends, Mami, Sayaka, Kyoko and Homura, go through their lives without her. She loved that they were all happy in their own lives with one another but resented that Kyubey's contracts were still being used.
Although she felt happy that her friends were happy, that didn't mean she wouldn't feel lonely. She knew this would happen once she made that wish, but she still couldn't help feel this way.
As days passed, watching her friends go by, she grew more and more lonely.
"I wish I had somebody... Somebody... Who felt is as lonely as me... I wish... I was human again..."
Suddenly, Madoka saw a light flicker in the corner of her eye. She turns her head to it and looked at the flickering light questionably.
"What's that?"
In another world, the world has gone to ruin. Humanity has become extinct. The last heroes of Earth face against the aliens who've taken over Earth.
Sadly... Our heroes have lost their lives to fail. Dead Master, master of her skeleton army, lay atop a mountain of her army, a sword pierced through her head. Strength, the strong armed little girl, smashed into the ground, by her own fists, in a puddle of her own blood. Chariot, the defender with her shield and master of her marionettes, lay away severed from her head. Black Gold Saw, the bearer of her golden broadsword, torn in half by her own sword. Nana Grey, a gray who was made to help win the war, lay dead as the alien, White Rock Shooter feasted on her body, spitting out the armor pieces that were stuck in Nana's flesh.
White Rock Shooter stood, licking her lips with satisfaction. "Mmm, this Gray was really delicious." She looked to the remains of the fallen heroes. "I wonder who I should feed on now."
She looked over her shoulder to look at the figure who sat atop a hill that gazed upon the ocean, the ocean filled with the blood of every human lost.
"Aren't you going to eat? I can't eat them all by myself."
The figure just sat there, gazing at the ocean. White shrugged. "You know, I think I prefered you better when you were Black Rock Shooter." She moved to BGS and started eating.
Insane Black Rock Shooter looked over the bloody ocean. She was supposed to be the last hope for humanity, the last chance to win the war against the humans... But once Rothcall had died, she lost it and insanity consumed her. Sadly, she has no recollection of any memories she has before she went insane. And yet... Why was she crying? Was it because her past self knew the fallen heroes? Was it because she lost her true self? Or did some of BGS's blood fly into her eye as she tore BGS in half? Either way, now that these questions have come across her mind... She felt, for the first time,... Lonely.
IBRS looked up at the sky, wondering what was next, and noticed a small flickering light floating above her.
Madoka, curious about the light, flew as close as she could to it.
IBRS stood up and looked closely at the light that was floating in front of her.
Madoka and IBRS both extended their hands toward the light. At the same time, they both gently touched the light with. The light had felt warm that soothed Madoka's heart and made her loneliness disappear while IBRS's light made her relax and, for a brief second, a little tint of blue sparked in her purple flaming eye. The light then slowly consumed the two, then enveloping itself into everything of each of their worlds until everything turned to black.