MC Creative Mode: Wholesale Perpetual Motion Machine

Chapter 214 The Returning Child

He glanced quickly at his sleeping son on the bed, then practically ran into the kitchen, grabbed a thick knife he usually used to chop bones, and quickly picked up his keys, rushed into the garage, and sped off towards the riverbank where his daughter might pass on her way home from school, praying incessantly, "Xiaoyuan, please, please don't let anything happen to you!"

……

After finishing the call, Kaname Madoka could no longer hold on and collapsed to her knees.

Although Fang Zheng used a healing potion to heal him, all the minor internal injuries on his body were repaired.

But the trembling and convulsions in her body did not stop. Wave after wave of unbearable pain surged from her limbs and bones, and cold sweat completely soaked her thin clothes, which clung to her skin.

As she covered her aching left eye, a strong sense of déjà vu washed over her, as if she had just personally gouged out that shattered eyeball.

The sensation of the shattered eyeball and severed nerves, the sticky, slippery texture, seemed to still linger on her fingertips, so vivid that it made her want to vomit.

Cutting, piercing, heavy impact, high-temperature burning, low-temperature, corrosion, gnawing...

Countless painful memories surged endlessly, almost tearing her sanity apart and pushing her to the brink of collapse.

However, an endless stream of intense emotions welled up from the depths of my heart—pain, sorrow, despair, anger, perseverance, endurance, and… relief.
A mix of emotions kept her conscious to the very last shred of her senses.

"Madoka?" Sayaka anxiously touched her best friend's burning forehead, her voice trembling with tears as she called her name repeatedly.

“Sayaka…” Madoka Kaname raised her head with difficulty. In a daze, she saw Sayaka’s familiar face in front of her begin to twist and deform, turning into a terrifying and ferocious monster, like a mechanical mermaid.

The reality before her eyes overlapped with the bizarre illusion. She felt as if she were in a strange space like a concert hall, where a terrifying mermaid monster wielded a huge military knife and was slashing at her.

She herself seemed to be holding a bow and arrow or something for defense, but when the military knife was shattered, the sharp shards still grazed her cheek, extending from her left eye to her chin, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound that almost split her head open.

What the right eye sees is Mitakihara City under the setting sun, while the left eye sees an endless illusion of ruins, the two painfully overlapping.

A huge, indescribable monster emitted a piercing and maniacal laugh in the air.

A terrible hurricane ravaged the area, uprooting the skyscrapers of Mitakihara like weeds.

The building collided and disintegrated at high speed in mid-air, exploding into blinding flames and debris.

The roar of the atmosphere, the howling of thunder, desperate wails, faint cries for help, heart-wrenching screams of pain...

The various auditory hallucinations intertwined, making her feel dizzy and disoriented.

Her right eye saw buildings in the city in the distance, while her left eye saw the same buildings being completely uprooted from the ruins. The shelter located below the buildings was also completely lifted up as the buildings were blown away by the hurricane.

Those blurry, tiny figures were swept up by the hurricane, violently colliding with the rubble in mid-air, instantly pulverized, turning into dirty blood rain that scattered everywhere, splashing onto their own faces.

"Ah ah ah..."

"Dad... Mom... Tatsuya... Sayaka..."

"Everyone……"

"Everyone... they're all dead!!!"

A voice that was both familiar and unfamiliar echoed in my ears, and a terrible sense of despair and anger burned wildly in my chest.

With hysterical madness, a shrill roar erupted.

At the same time, she felt her perspective rapidly approaching the strange, upside-down object in the air, which resembled a giant rotating stage, at an incredibly fast speed.

It was a terrifying battle that Madoka Kaname could hardly describe in words.

The monster that destroyed the city was like a huge, inverted, rotating classical circus stage, with a giant female doll dressed in a tattered, retro tutu attached to the bottom of the stage.

Surrounded by terrifying hurricanes that are hard for ordinary people to imagine, its mere movement is a terrible natural disaster, destroying skyscrapers wherever it goes.

In the flickering fragments of memory, Madoka Kaname was unable to recall every detail of the battle.

All she saw was that the terrifying monster seemed to be repeatedly bombarded by the huge pink arrow of light she had shot out, its body covered in cracks, and it seemed to be about to be completely destroyed.

But just as it was about to be destroyed, the stage suddenly flipped upside down.

An even more indescribable and terrible disaster occurred.

The monster had completely transformed into a true natural disaster. With just its movement, it blew away countless tons of earth and rocks, and with just its movement, it uprooted and tore apart entire mountain ranges.

The pitch-black storm tore apart the earth's crust layer by layer, hurling molten lava into the dark sky. The once azure sky was now riddled with shimmering, dark cracks in the atmosphere...

Madoka Kaname could hear the hysterical roar gradually turning into a hollow, desperate wail.

She could feel her perspective still chasing after the calamity, capable of destroying all life on Earth, at that terrifying speed, wailing in agony.

Fight! Fight! Fight...

In a wildly flickering, ever-changing perspective, when a battle ends, the world is destroyed, nothing is left, nothing exists anymore.

The sky was shrouded in smoke and dust, leaving only a deathly still, pitch-black sky that flashed with lightning, hail, and glass rain.

The earth's crust was shattered, leaving only the ever-flowing dark red magma.

The ocean boiled, the violently boiling seawater turning into high-temperature steam that filled the sky and earth, causing the thick clouds to endlessly unleash storms that would last for tens of thousands of years.

Then came another battle...

It's yet another relentless battle, following the same pattern.

In a fantastical world, indescribable to ordinary people and composed of countless shimmering crystals, the battle continues.

The battle continues where the strange, pixelated square pattern keeps fading.

Beneath the heavy, blue-white magma, in a space filled with liquid gas, the battle continues...

Fight! Fight! Fight...

A relentless, endless cycle of battles against monsters of the same form...

Until the injuries worsened, the pain became increasingly unbearable, until life slowly burned away...

"Ugh……"

A hint of regret that was hard to put into words, a sigh so soft it was almost inaudible.

The light in his eyes finally went out, and a colored pencil pierced through his chest.

The frantic battle scenes that kept flashing before my eyes seemed to have finally come to an end.

Despite the lingering pain, Madoka Kaname forced herself to stand up, albeit unsteadily.

"Xiaoyuan?" Sayaka quickly stepped forward to support her, feeling the burning heat emanating from her body due to the high fever and pain, as well as her clothes that were completely soaked with cold sweat.

Kaname Madoka weakly waved her hand, staggered to the corpse, and knelt on the ground.

She embraced the broken and emaciated body, gently patting its thin and cold back, and began to hum softly in a voice hoarse with pain.

"Sleep, sleep..." "Sleep, sleep..."

……

Two minutes later...

The car driven by Tomohisa Kaname screeched to a halt by the river.

He hurriedly jumped out of the car, his eyes immediately fixed on the grass.

Seeing his daughter sitting there with her back to him, his heart tightened, and he quickly stepped forward, calling out, "Xiaoyuan! What happened... um?"

The scene before him stunned him instantly, leaving him bewildered.

A petite body, both familiar and unfamiliar, was covered with terrible scars, each one piercing his heart like a needle.

Despite being completely baffled by the situation, Kaname Tomohisa took a deep breath and quickly picked up his two daughters, one alive and the other lifeless.

Feeling his daughter's burning body temperature in his arms, he frowned, his heart filled with anxiety: "We must get to the hospital immediately!"

But Madoka Kaname tugged at her father's sleeve, gently shook her head, and said in a hoarse, almost inaudible voice, "I'm fine... I want to go home."

"Okay, Xiaoyuan, get in the car and go home. We have medicine at home." He looked at the corpse, hesitated for a moment, and then answered immediately.

As she carried her daughter toward the car, she glanced around warily, thinking, "There don't seem to be any security cameras around here, right? It should be fine."

"By the way, Miki-san, during the time I was rushing here, no one should have passed by here, right?"

"No, no!" Sayaka quickly shook her head vigorously.

"Let's get in the car together first. No matter what happens, let's get Xiaoyuan back first."

The car sped along the road home.

Kaname Tomohisa glanced at Miki Sayaka's uneasy figure in the passenger seat out of the corner of his eye, and hesitantly asked, "Miki-san? What... happened between you two just now?"

"Uncle Kaname, just now..." Sayaka took a deep breath, gesturing with her hands as she tried to explain what had just happened.

Looking in the rearview mirror at the silent back seat, her daughter, Madoka Kaname, was tightly hugging "another Madoka" who was dressed in a tattered school uniform and looked cold and stiff.

Kaname Tomohisa's mind was in complete chaos, a jumble of thoughts surging through his head: "Time travel? Parallel worlds?"

"My daughter, did she experience some unbelievable science fiction story without my knowledge? Did she come into contact with the other world or something?"

“But…” He looked at the mangled, emaciated body in the rearview mirror, his heart aching so much he could barely breathe. “Other Xiaoyuan, what have you been through…”

……

The atmosphere at the Kaname family home was somewhat heavy in the following days.

When Madoka Kaname's mother, Kaname Junko, returned home and heard about this bizarre incident, she was also completely shocked.

As a mother, she examined the body carefully with disbelief and shock.

Despite the immense shock of those horrific wounds, Kaname Junko remained calm, extracted a few strands of hair from the corpse, and sent them for genetic testing.

Thanks to the convenience of technology, and after spending a little more money, the results came out that very night.

Combining the school uniform on the body, the wounds, and the chaotic "hallucinations" the daughter recounted intermittently, they could only accept a cruel truth.

That was indeed their daughter.

Whether from the future or some parallel universe, Madoka Kaname died from exhaustion after experiencing an unimaginable and terrifying battle.

Kaname used some of her connections to check all possible surveillance footage in the vicinity, but to no avail.

The mysterious boy that Sayaka mentioned has vanished without a trace.

"Mom and Dad, let's let this child rest in peace."

Kaname Madoka said softly, her voice carrying a hint of weariness and tenderness. "When this child died, he was very sad, he missed his parents, he missed home."

For the past two days, Madoka Kaname has insisted on not putting the body in the garage or basement, but keeping it in her room instead.

To prevent the body from decomposing quickly, the air conditioning was set to an extremely low temperature.

However, Madoka Kaname found no signs of decay on the corpse; time seemed to have stood still.

These past few days, Madoka Kaname has been on leave from work and stays home. She often gently hugs the body of "another version of herself," humming lullabies softly to lull her to sleep, just like she would a child who has left home.

These past few days, only two-year-old Tatsuya Kaname has been carefree in the Kaname family, while his parents, Tomohisa Kaname and Tomoko Kaname, have had dark circles under their eyes and can't sleep at night.

They looked at their daughter's actions with a sense of helplessness.

They also wanted to hold a funeral for this "Kaname Madoka", but it was simply impossible to do so publicly.

How do we explain this to the public?

You can't exactly say, "Our daughter, Madoka Kaname, actually has a long-lost twin sister," can you?

"She died by accident. We found her body and are going to hold a funeral for her, so we're inviting all our relatives and friends to come and pay their respects?"

Things are not like they were decades ago. In modern society, identification is so sophisticated that it is almost impossible to hold a public funeral for someone without an identity record, let alone bury them in a public cemetery.

The state of the corpse was so gruesome that even attempting to cremate it would inevitably attract an investigation.

Once the investigation is thorough, the abnormalities of the two "Kaname Madokas" will definitely be exposed. They might even be targeted by some secret organization and forcibly taken away for horrific human research.

Finally, the couple discussed it for a long time.

Kaname Tomohisa said in a low voice, "This child must have suffered a lot. We may not be her 'original' parents, but at least in this time and space, we are probably the closest people to her."

"If possible, let her sleep in her familiar home."

Kaname Yuuko wiped away the tears that had welled up in her eyes for what seemed like the umpteenth time, and nodded: "That's fine then."

"Regardless of what kind of mysterious organizations or other worlds we might encounter in the future, let's at least let this child rest in peace for now."

Kaname Tomohisa found some tools and made a coffin by hand.

Their child, who had been away from home for who knows how long and fought for who knows how many years, was buried in the Kaname family's yard.

Fortunately, his yard is quite large.

This was a very private, small funeral that was not open to the public.

The only participants were the Kaname family and Sayaka Miki, the only one who knew about it.

Amidst their own complex emotions, Madoka Kaname calmly buried the coffin of her sleeping counterpart with earth...

(End of this chapter)