Like shooting stars, humanity fell from the sky. The sky lights up in rough red colors for a short moment, and one impulse later, the COVERS, developed by Ragyo Kiryuin and Nui Harime, are gone. And with them, the tyranny of the life fibers that haunted humanity for thousands of years like the parasites they were.

With that, the war against the life fibers is over, and Satsuki's ambitions have been fulfilled. And Ryuko's revenge is finished, even though it was not her who ended it. But that comes with a price - with Senketsu. Even though he was clothing, he was more human than most others she met in her life. His sacrifice and his existence proves that despite all the madness humanity had to go through thanks to the life fibers, conscience and feelings were there. Perhaps everything could have been different, and perhaps those that fell for the life fibers corruption could have lived. Perhaps the life fibers could have lived together with humanity.

But that is a thought that cannot become true anymore. Maybe that's for the better. Who know's what would have happened if the life fibers would be able to spread over the earth, still. With Ryuko, only one hybrid is left. Half life fibers, half human. Undying in her physical condition, and the only thing that will bring her end will be an old age, or a disease. Wounds do not matter anymore.

Ryuko is falling from the sky, and her friends and family is trying to catch up on her. Until she's here, a minute or two will pass, most likely. She can find solace in this family she gathered around her. Senketsu may be dead, but he'll stay with her - in the sky, and in her heart, and she does not have to fear the future anymore. No one has to.

No matter how it'll look like, it will not be ruled by the life fibers. The scarcely spread life fibers left can be found on the battlefield of Honnouji Academy, or at the REVOCS Tower. A building that reigns over all of Tokyo, larger than any of it's skyscrapers - a watchful thing that will always act as a warning. From the sky, one can see the tower very well. An incredibly large complex, inhabiting dark secrets.

In the middle of this battlefield, dead Nudist Beach warriors - warriors that gave their life for freedom. Their sacrifice was not for nothing. They will be remembered and kept in honour. It's the least they deserve. They may not experience the day after the war, but like Senketsu, they know they did the right thing.

Hundreds of heads lie on the ground. Dead life fibers whose lights have left this world, that lie there now. All these parasites are gone now. And not much remains of the primordial life fiber, the thing the life fibers were born of. It has been absorbed by Shinra Koketsu - now it's a big corpse. Only it's foundation is left, and it's dissolving fast. Though - despite all of the death here, a single life is left.

There is a clone of the Grand Couturier, Nui Harime, that walks upon the destruction, a clone that most likely has not been able to follow it's mistress' call. Possibly because this clone has been incapacitated during combat against the Elite Four and Nudist Beach. It must have been unconscious.

This clone walks through the ruins, trying to find it's mistress, but all that is left is the remains of it's dead, fellow clones. However, the clone feels a call. It feels as if a little bit of conscience is left. But that cannot be, can it? With Shinra Koketsu being absorbed into Senketsu and Senketsu being burned alive, Nui's mind must have been deleted too. She cannot exist.

Or can she?

The clone seeks it's mistress - and finds on the grounds of the spiky, destroyed primordial life fiber a head, bathed in torment and maybe, maybe sadness. It's pining for a feeling the clone and possibly the dead head cannot comprehend.

This is Nui Harime. Or what is left of her.

The clone stumbles to the dead mistress and examines the broken neck - the life fibers on it dissolve in vain. In a few hours, this head will be gone, no doubt about that. Shocked by this gaze, the clone falls to it's knees, raising the mistress' head and looking into the empty eye that stares back.

It's that very moment where the clone realizes what it has to do - transforming it's arms into needles and decapitating itself, following her call.

But instead of dissolving too, the life fibers of the original Nui Harime seem to connect with the neck of the body - that must be the reason why it's not dissolving after all. With the few powers and the even fewer time, the threads connect themselves, bind and fuse, drag itself together, and in a matter of seconds, it appears as if REVOCS' Grand Couturier has never died.

Suddenly, she stands up, fighting for fresh air, falls with her black, right arm forward and landing on the head of the clone. Blood flows down her neck. The heart on it has been cut into two. And Nui coughs, and she coughs a lot, and her neck burns, and her body stutters for a moment, for it should have been gone long ago. But after a short moment, the life fibers of the primordial life fiber where she stands and died on, collect each other and flow into her body, strengthening it and improving it from a mere clone who cannot take a hit to the old Nui - being able to get hit by whatever weaponry. As long as the will is there, she is there.

And with that, she gazes upon the sky, seeing the shooting stars. Seeing the dead life fibers. Seeing all of those she seeked to kill - her appelation suicide has failed. In the hope of convincing her "mama" she would be her true daughter. In the distant hope her "mama" would win this battle.

All of this was for nothing. Everything is breaking apart. And alone, she cannot take on humanity. No more life fibers. No more mama. All that is left is Nui herself.

"No... no no no..." she laments desperately while watching everything break apart, and her mind being shattered by this truth, delivered by Ryuko and Satsuki.

Ryuko is clearly visible in the sky, and she falls onto the courtyard of the Academy where Satsuki and the rest of her family is waiting eagerly. A bang can be heard, and Ryuko has disappeared behind the walls that are far away and upon Nui's body.

Around her, everything and everyone is dead, and nothing can bring that back. Mama is dead and she cannot bring her back. Mama would be very angry.

But if Ryuko believes she won this battle now, then she's wrong. The young Grand Couturier who's just as old as Ryuko, bites her teeth together, slowly standing up in vain and looking upon these walls, her body drowning in agony, and to manifest this agony furthermore, she rips apart the eyepatch. Blood flows, and it's inhuman amounts of blood, and an ugly wound - for a moment, you can see directly into her head. Hidden behind all these life fibers seem to really be a brain, and a conscience, deeply buried - but that view doesn't hold up for long, and in a matter of seconds, the punishment she had to accept to repent her sin disappears. And instead, an eye is created in this moment. A bloody, red one, and even after the wound is healed, a few tears of blood leave it, staining her face and once more proving the imperfection she is.

With the left eye red and the right eye blue, she looks upon the victory of humanity. Everyone is dead. And it's all because of Ryuko. Because of Ryuko, mama is dead. And because of Ryuko, all others are dead.

All she does is whisper something to herself in anger.

"... but... don't think... you'll get away... sis...ter..." she mumbles aggressive... and eventually falls, filled with pain, back into the primordial life fiber, and back into unconsciousness - a dry body, seeking for revenge.

Just like Ryuko. For she and Nui are two sides of the same coin...

KILL la KILL
May Thy Flower Never Blossom

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