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Summary:

What if Homura did eventually succeed at her goal in the way she had planned? No wish from Madoka to erase all witches, no saving Madoka at the cost of their ability to be together. What if she managed to defeat Walpurgisnacht in a way that allowed everyone to survive. What would it do to a person, to have lived through the same month over and over again, only to find herself suddenly past it following a victory she wasn't prepared to actually experience? To see the first of May after an eternity of April?

Chapter 1: Prologue

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Failure. Homura Akemi had seen it countless times over almost 100 attempts, over 135 months. Over 11 years. And 11 more of stopped time.

So much time spent in an unchanging cycle of inevitable failure.

She had had a good run. But time had run out. It was time to meet failure again.

Homura woke up

"What?"

She wasn't in the hospital. Why wasn't she back in the hospital? Why-?!

She took a deep breath.

No need to panic, she was in her own room, so everything was probably okay. Why was she even expecting to wake up in the hospital, it's not like that happened until after Walpurgisnacht, except...

She remembered fighting it yesterday. She should have been in the hospital

Homura Akemi looked over to her calender.

May 1st

"What the fu-"

The only reason she didn't faint was because she was unable to as a Magical Girl. Her brain did stop receiving thoughts for several moments though, like the signal from her soul gem to her body had been disrupted. The information in front of her just couldn't connect, like a memetic flashbang had gone off directly in front of her. It was impossible almost. She should have been happy, something in the back of her mind told her that, though she could not recall why, or what this even meant, other than that it was some kind of insane miracle.

"No. Yes. Wait." She muttered under her breath, slowly starting to regain control of herself, and remember what she had done last night.

"Did I?"

Tears she didn't know she had been holding began to spill across her face, and a tension she had held for over half of her existence finally released. The feelings of satisfaction, elation, relief, and joy overwhelmed her, the intensity far more than her mind could handle. It was incomprehensible. She let out a laugh, grinning ear to ear in a matter utterly alien to the existence known as Homura Akemi. She had done it.

"I've... I've saved her."

Notes:

I'm back babyyyyy!!!!!!

No this does not mean I will be updating any of my old fics. I have no interest in them. Not that I've necessarily lost interest in those fandoms, although expecting me to post anything related to them would not be advised. Even this was only posted because I noticed an unexplored idea for a PMMM fic that I thought had a lot of potential and the idea would not go away.

Anyways, do not expect frequent updates, and be aware I may drop this fic without notice. I'm busy writing my own original novel, and I'm also just unreliable. As much as I am in love with the concept of this fic, this was a result of a strong compulsion that may not return again. That said, you are obviously free to enjoy whatever does come of this.