Homura was staring blankly at the grainy screen of her 55 inch TV. How long could she keep this up? How long until she completely turned into a monster; if she isn't one already? How many timelines has she forsaken everyone, how many times has she let Madoka die? And for what? Just another failure after she got her hopes up. Now, Madoka she tried so hard to protect was outside, ending the world. She couldn't stop her best friend from becoming a monster, what worth did she even have?

Her head was aching and it got worse as tears started to fall down her eyes. She couldn't cut herself from the reality, not with the rampage Madoka was running outside.

Mami? She had died long ago. Her words couldn't reach Mami's heart. Why would they? When she doubted herself in the first place.

Sayaka? She was doomed to die in the first place and Homura was no savior. She couldn't save her, it was not possible anymore.

Kyoko? Gone, along with Sayaka. Even if she tried to partner up with Kyoko, in the end, Kyoko looked at her as if she was some sort of alien before angrily leaving her.

Who else to turn to? She wandered around the world, trying to find other magical girls but she couldn't do it. She couldn't even get the help of people she knew so much about; how could she get strangers to help her. She hazily remembers some pink-haired little girl appearing in front of her; asking her to come to Kamihama but that place doesn't even exist half the time. Or has she just gone crazy and she never went to a Kamihama? She had no memories of that place and she stopped inquiring about it like forty time travels ago.

She was tired, extremely tired; and very unhappy. She didn't have too much self-esteem in the first place and she was just cursing herself for being too weak to save a single person dear to her. She was not loved by any, not even herself. She strayed too far from the path of salvation that even if by some miracle she actually defeated Walpurgis Night, she wouldn't be able to live further.

Her house started to crumble, it was time to leave. She stood up and rotated her shield but she stopped dead in her tracks, she couldn't breathe. She couldn't breathe but she didn't know what was wrong with her body. She thought it was finally time for her to die after all the pain she brought forth, it was her punishment.

No matter how much she tried to breathe, it didn't seem like oxygen circulated through her body. She was trembling as her body slowly went numb. She considered accepting sweet sleep before something inside her kicked in and she jumped through the portal.

Where is this? This place looks familiar, rather too plain for my tastes though. My tastes? What were they like? Who am I even in the first place? I feel like I am someone who I am not but what does this even mean?

I look around, the room is rather empty and the only interesting thing is the calendar on the wall and a purple soul gem on my hand. Soul gem? What was that again...

Oh, I remember, it is literally my soul. I feel like I shouldn't know such a thing though but whatever.

I reach out for the phone near me and take a photo of myself. I need some answers.

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This face! This lovely face! It is the face of the person I love! How can I even forget this beautiful face, this is Homura Akemi's face. I am in her body now but why? Why am I the one controlling this body? This place must be her hospital room.

Memories slowly flood in, I remember lots of faces. I can't quite remember who I am but I feel like I will get to remember it in time as well. I know quite a lot about Homura though so this might be a clue, but it might just be because I am in her body. Who I was did not matter anyway, I have a mission after all, I know that much. I will be successful where Homura failed.

' This, I promise. ' I took her glasses into my hand and crushed them. I don't need something that makes me look weak, I am strong. And I am the one who is strong enough to bring happiness to Homura.

Names were coming to my mind from time to time. I only care about major names though, names of magical girls:

Mami, Sayaka, Kyoko, and of course Madoka.

Mami, who made a soldier out of Homura and Madoka.

Sayaka, a thorn in Homura's side... I wonder how I should deal with her.

Kyoko, a magical girl that can prove to be useful, or not...

Madoka, the only one I need to protect. Homura needs her to be happy and of course, I won't fail her.

' Homura Akemi, nice to meet you ' I say while making my beloved's hair flip.

The teacher continued to introduce me to the class...