MC Creative Mode: Wholesale Perpetual Motion Machine

Chapter 256 I will make you happy!

Homura Akemi's eyes were vacant as she murmured blankly, "Have I chosen to chase after things again?"

Kaname Madoka sighed softly and said calmly, "How many times has this happened already?"

"Madoka Kaname's request ultimately trapped Homura Akemi for the rest of her life."

“Once, I sought salvation from you, Houmura, and you tried to save me time and time again from the abyss of despair in countless reincarnations…”

“But…” Kaname Madoka suddenly gripped Homura Akemi’s hand tightly, her eyes filled with sorrow, “What I truly hope for is that you can live on and find your own happiness.”

Before she finished speaking, she stopped waiting for Homura Akemi's reply, took her hand, and walked straight into the mist that belonged to Homura Akemi's memories.

Homura Akemi's memories and magic seem to have an almost instinctive, animalistic trust and closeness to Madoka Kaname.

Wherever Madoka Kaname went, the fog of memories that had been heavily sealed by Homura Akemi's memory manipulation magic automatically dispersed like the receding tide, revealing the scenes captured in the frozen photographs.

It was Homura Akemi, covered in wounds and with her arm broken, kneeling amidst the ruins, tightly embracing the already cold corpse of Madoka Kaname with her remaining arm.

As they approached, the previously still scene began to move slowly.

The sobbing grew clearer, and Homura Akemi in the scene was crying. Madoka Kaname stopped, knelt down, and tightly embraced the Homura Akemi who was crying in her memory.

This was originally just a scene from a memory for Homura Akemi, but when she was embraced from behind in that gentle and familiar embrace, she suddenly trembled, as if startled. "Manjuka? Hmm? You...I..."

Madoka Kaname gently rubbed her cheek against Homura Akemi in her arms, then stood up.

Strangely, when she stood up, there was still Madoka Kaname holding Homura Akemi on the ground.

Madoka Kaname's body seemed to have split apart, and a new version of her continued to hold Homura Akemi's hand as they slowly strolled through the mist of memories.

No matter how thick the fog was, it would automatically dissipate wherever she passed, revealing the memories and the self that Homura Akemi had deliberately sealed away.

At each place he passed through, Madoka Kaname would leave behind a part of herself to embrace Homura Akemi, who was trapped in her memories.

One after another, time and time again...

The vast, seemingly boundless fog of memories was traversed by Madoka Kaname one by one.

As time passed, the fog of those memories grew thicker and thicker, as heavy as dark clouds looming over a city, even twisting into all sorts of hideous and terrifying shapes.

Upon reaching this point, Madoka Kaname stopped, sighed softly, and with a complex expression, reached out to stroke the thick black mist.

"Snapped!"

Like a static electricity trigger, a black lightning bolt exploded where the black mist touched Madoka Kaname.

Homura Akemi, who was standing nearby, suddenly grabbed Madoka Kaname's hand and almost instinctively shouted, "No!"

Kaname Madoka simply shook her head, ignoring her obstruction, and reached out to tear open the dark mist.

The mist, which had been baring its fangs and seemed to be instinctively resisting, actually grew sharp teeth when Madoka Kaname forcefully tore it open, as if it wanted to tear the intruder to shreds.

But when those sharp teeth touched Madoka Kaname's skin, they stopped moving instantly, like a docile puppy, sticking out its long, thin tongue and gently licking her hand.

"Where... exactly is this place?" Homura Akemi looked around at the familiar yet unfamiliar scene in the mist, her heart filled with doubt.

She didn't understand why she had such memories.

Her instincts told her that in this world constructed by memory magic, the more unbearable and unpleasant the memories were, the more tightly they would be sealed away.

What kind of memories does this dark, fog-like blockade conceal that she doesn't want to touch?
They ventured deeper into their memories, where everything was shrouded in a thick black mist. Even around Madoka Kaname, only a small area would disperse, unlike the white mist that had completely dissipated before.

Homura Akemi even had to cling tightly to Madoka Kaname in order to barely move in this suffocating black fog.

"ah!"

Suddenly, Akemi Homura, who was looking around warily and confusedly, let out a scream and instinctively covered her buttocks.

A tiny red handprint made of paint was clearly imprinted there.

"Hee hee hee……"

A childlike, triumphant laugh echoed from within the black mist.

"Who did it?!" The shame of being spanked made her instantly angry.

"boom!"

Another muffled thud, and Homura Akemi's face snapped to the side, red liquid streaming down her cheek. She instinctively wiped it away, the liquid trickling into the corner of her mouth revealing its nature. "A tomato?"

"Got you!" Suddenly, she turned around and grabbed a restless little hand that emerged from the black mist.

"A witch! No, a familiar? But why would there be a familiar in my dreams, in my memories?" Homura Akemi looked at the figure she had grabbed, who was struggling, with some surprise.

She was a girl dressed in gray-black clothes, with bluish skin, eerie blue spiral patterns in her eyes, and a perpetually smiling mouth, looking like a distorted, large Barbie doll.

With a sharp bang, Homura Akemi's face twitched violently.

In the brief moment she was stunned, this guy kicked her hard in the shin with his toe, a malicious, mocking smile on his face. Just as Homura Akemi was about to explode in anger, Madoka Kaname reached out and gently patted the strange girl's head.

The guy who was so arrogant just moments before, in front of Homura Akemi, immediately became as obedient as a puppy, rubbing his head against Madoka Kaname's palm, reaching out to hug her thigh, rubbing his face against her waist, and even secretly glancing at Homura Akemi with a provocative look before disappearing into the black mist.

"What's wrong with this guy!" Homura Akemi was a little angry.

Madoka Kaname just smiled nostalgically and said, "These kids are just like Homura-chan yourself."

"What? These familiars are myself?" Homura Akemi was somewhat bewildered. "What on earth is going on?"

Madoka Kaname shook her head, still not answering, but continued to hold her hand and walk into the deepest part of the mist.

As the surrounding fog thickened, a grating sound of chains grinding together rang out, clattering and snapping...

"Is it a steamed bun card?" A tired voice rang out from the direction from which the sound came, and the clanking of chains abruptly stopped.

"Yes, it's me." Madoka Kaname nodded gently in response.

That weary voice rang out again, tinged with numbness: "Are you trying to save me again, to save this demon from me...?"

"Homura-chan isn't a demon!" Madoka Kaname smiled, reaching out to tear away the last layer of thick, black mist, like viscous asphalt.

In the very center of the mist, several cold chains pierced through and locked the figure of a girl in mid-air.

The girl had a red ribbon tied in her hair, just like the one in Madoka Kaname's hair. She wore a devilish dress made of black feathers, with a blue skirt and a pair of black and white wings on her back. She also wore black and white stockings.

"You! You are me... What's with your clothes?" Homura Akemi, standing next to Madoka Kaname, looked at the figure who looked exactly like her but was dressed in revealing clothing, her face slightly flushed.

All she got in return was the tired and numb gaze of that "devil," Homura Akemi.

She said wearily, "Mantouka, leave here. Akemi Homura, who has lost her love for you like this, doesn't deserve your salvation..."

"How could that be? You're just too tired." Kaname Madoka gently broke the chains binding her and put her down.

Then he knelt down, gently rested her head on his soft thighs, and whispered, "Sleep, sleep..."

"..." On the gentle lap pillow, Homura Akemi, who had wings on her back, closed her eyes wearily.

Homura Akemi continued to follow Madoka Kaname, but she didn't ask any more questions.

Those unforgettable moments etched deep in her memory have made her understand everything.

Every wisp of mist in her memory represents her self-loathing. The "demon" at the center of that black mist is her greatest self-loathing, a collection of all the possibilities of her inability to fulfill her "love" for Madoka Kaname.

She loved Madoka Kaname so much that she would absolutely not accept even the slightest thought of weariness, disgust, or hatred towards him.

She wanted to become the person she wanted to be, the person who would truly and forever "love" Madoka Kaname.

She couldn't accept anything else!

She will love Madoka Kaname forever and ever...

After recalling the memories etched in her mind, Homura Akemi simply watched quietly as Madoka Kaname, amidst the endless, seemingly unending fog of memories, comforted those Homura Akemis who were trapped deep within their memories, feeling weary and numb. She also watched as Homura Akemi, who would occasionally appear after they crossed a thick fog, hurt Madoka and act like a demon, would appear.

They walked for an unknown amount of time and covered an unknown distance. When they finally reached the end, there was no longer any trace of the fog of memory in front of Madoka Kaname and Homura Akemi.

"Alright, Homura-chan, it's time for us to wake up..." In the void of this dream, bathed in a soft light that seemed to come from nowhere, Madoka Kaname tilted her head and smiled gently.

That posture was like that of a compassionate goddess.

As Madoka Kaname's body gradually faded and blurred in the light, Homura Akemi, who was also about to wake up, trembled violently.

She lowered her head, tightly gripping Madoka Kaname's fading hand, almost pleading, "Manjuka, are you going to continue?"

"Time and time again, time and time again..."

She shouted excitedly, "How many more times do you want to fight? How many more times do you want to choose?"

How many more times do I have to chase after you before you're willing to find happiness?

"You enjoy making wishes for others so much, can't you live for yourself just once?"

"Homura-chan..." Madoka Kaname, who was about to fade away and awaken in the light, gently placed her slender fingers on Homura Akemi's trembling lips.

“I understand…” Homura Akemi raised her head, her gaze more resolute and calm than ever before. “No matter how many times, I will follow you, I will chase after you again!”

"Time and time again, time and time again..."

"No matter how many times, I will tear the gods apart again, and I will turn back time again and again."

Even if it's only for a brief moment each time, I will force you to be happy again and again!

"No matter how far the journey, no matter how long it may be, one day, one day..."

"I will let you have it, I will make Kaname Madoka happy forever!"

(End of this chapter)