Happy valentines day my beautiful readers!

Before we begin this chapter I would like to thank Awesomeness3013 for following, Ace.W.15 for favouriting, and our two reviewers: Guest and Rene.

I love you all~

And of course I do not own Hero Aca or Madoka


Once upon a time there was a girl. She had been sick and lonely, until she found friendship, until she found true beauty and kindness. Then tragedy struck and the girl found something she would fight her whole life for. And then tragedy struck again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again.

Until the girl finally lost the light she had been fighting for. And she fell, fell, fell.

And now here she sat, in this cosy, empty void where Madoka once lived. They would never be together. But Madoka would be happy. That was all that mattered. But it was impossible to be happy in this world of theirs.

So she began looking to other realms of existence. Realms mechanical giants, travels across the stars, pirates, nine tailed beasts, demonic swords, realms where the world had fallen to war, plague, vampires, the walking dead. She looked closely into the homes of other magical girls, she saw the moon, clear cards, endangered animals, bloody clothes and revolutionary girls.

But none of these would be the right fit.

Then she found it. A world of heroes. It was bright and hopeful, not devoid of struggle but the good people out weighed the bad, and there would be a chance for her there.

So the devil that had once been called Homura Akemi held the world she had been born in, and cradled it close to her chest, it had been altered right down to the root more than once thanks to her, but she could never get it right. Maybe you just couldn't plant flowers in bad soil.

So she reached into the world her Madoka lived in a pulled out the light that was her love. She was so small in her palm but Homura swore she could feel the warmth of Madoka's soul. She pulled out the lights of Madoka's family as well and held them all in her hand. Then after a moments consideration she reached into the world again and brought her other hand back out, cradling the lights of Mami Tomoe, Syaka Miki, Kyoko Sakura, and Nagisa Momoe. They had never understood her, never understood what she'd been trying to do. But she supposed they deserved a chance to have happy lives as well.

She added the lights to this world of heroes. There was no magic there so she would have to fix that. She broke the world down into threads and wove it into a new pattern.

Once her work was done she threw the world that had been her home from her breast and didn't watch as it tumbled into the nothingness. She took the new world she had remade into both of her hands and curled herself around it in the vast space where a goddess had been ripped down. She held the new world close, and watched as the show began.


This was a short one I know, and I'm sorry it was a little weird, but I wanted to write this chapter before the end of the story. Hopefully this explains somethings and you all enjoyed it anyway. I've been busy with real life stuff lately and a collab pic I'm working on with Hat-Kakashi over at tumblr (shameless plug, go check it out~), but I wanted to put something out for valentines day.

See you all next time.