Apocalypse, then transforming into a magical girl

After yelling, she seemed to suddenly realize something and her gaze returned to Little Green.

"So... for the past three years, you've been my magical girl teammate? Our job has changed from fighting nightmares to fighting these sticky, slimy things?"

"I don't know," Little Green answered honestly.

"Okay." Xia Zhaozhao seemed to accept this situation quickly and forced herself to cheer up.

"So... based on my gaming experience, we need to defeat the boss here?... Oh well, whatever!"

She gripped the machete tightly and walked deeper into the corridor.

"The path with the most monsters is definitely the righteous one... Wait, didn't I say that?"

……

In the hospital corridor, even more monsters were battling the two.

The place was no longer in order. All sorts of things that you'd find in a hospital were scattered on the ground, mixed with the black slime that the dead monsters had turned into, making it look quite eerie in the dim light.

The pitch-black monsters, waving their deformed limbs, were closing in on the two people in the corridor from all directions.

At their very center, however, dazzling flashes of sword light and cold gleam continuously erupted.

With flashes of blades and cold light, one monster after another was disintegrating or being frozen.

Xia Zhaozhao's memories have returned to her childhood.

She didn't remember why she was there, why she possessed such power, or even who the green-haired girl beside her was.

She only felt that those dark, menacing things were terrifying.

However, when he looked down at himself, he realized that he was wearing the kind of beautiful clothes that magical girls in anime would have.

Magical girls are heroes who protect everyone. Therefore, she also needs to fight harder.

Her calves trembled slightly with fear, but she still gritted her teeth and stood in front of the green figure who was shorter than her.

"Don't touch her!"

She wielded the machete with only primal instinct. Her movements were completely haphazard, merely the fighting techniques she had seen in anime or imagined herself to be typical of magical girls.

However, these seemingly nonsensical swings always managed to deflect the monsters' attacks and kill them one by one.

She felt as if she had forgotten so many things. Yet, a strange feeling lingered deep within her, a feeling she could never forget, telling her that she should protect those around her and fight alongside them.

Behind her, Xiao Lü's memories had returned to the second year of junior high school.

In my memory, just a moment ago, he was lying on the floor in a boring history class, doodling on his textbook and adding cute twin tails to all the characters who unfortunately appeared in the textbook.

Then, perhaps finding the repetitive actions a bit boring, he casually tore off a piece of homework paper and started scribbling and drawing on it, fantasizing about a global apocalyptic disaster.

He, however, awakened his strongest superpowers after the disaster struck, becoming a great hero who saved the world.

And now... it seems my dream has come true?

But this script is completely wrong! I never imagined that the price of becoming a savior would be gender reassignment? Becoming a little girl with pigtails?

Never mind, it doesn't matter, he doesn't care about these things.

Her current memory is stuck in the era of so-called courage, the most flamboyant and unrestrained time.

Looking at the white figure in front of me, who was clearly afraid but still struggling to swing the machete, a strange emotion welled up in my heart.

Although she didn't have a clear impression, she felt that the figure seemed to have fought alongside her countless times.

"...We can't let that guy be so handsome all by himself."

She muttered to herself, making a V sign with her left hand, placing her middle and index fingers above and below her left eye respectively, while pointing her right index finger at the ceiling, striking what she thought was a rather cool pose.

She began chanting a strange incantation she had made up, completely disregarding the depletion of her magic power, preparing to unleash a rather cool finishing move.

Tiny ice crystals gradually appeared around him, increasing in number, reflecting the dim and oppressive scarlet light outside the window.

Under his will, the ice crystals rapidly elongated, sharpened, and condensed into blades.

"I will become a hero here—!"

With a roar, all the ice blades shot outwards, sweeping forward like a meat grinder, instantly tearing the monsters in front of them to shreds.

Clearly, this teenager in his teenage years was simply using wild imagination to forcefully weave a "script" for his chaotic situation.

However, although the script is fictional, the courage and heroism it embodies are genuine.

This also inspired the girl ahead, whose mind had regressed to that of a child, giving her the courage to continue fighting.

……

Bai Shuyuan had already entered the hospital. Following the traces left by magic and battle, she silently walked forward in the deserted corridor.

Suddenly, she stopped and silently took out her notebook from her pocket, turning to the last page.

This is part of her diary. She silently flipped to the end, glanced at it twice, calmly crossed out "2025" and rewrote "2022".

She also realized that part of her memory had been washed away.

After turning a corner, she picked something up from the ground next to the fragments of her raincoat.

A tiny crystal. Of course she recognized it.

Typically, the "Kaka" would call it a "blessing," a reward left behind after a magical girl defeats a "nightmare."

She didn't linger for long; after carefully putting away the crystal, she continued walking forward at a faster pace than before.

……

Finally, the two women saw the person who had interfered with their memories.

The creature was huge, bloated, and walked with a limp; one could barely make out the outline of an elderly human.

Its body surface is not flesh and blood, but is made up of countless layers of gray material, with many pale tentacles protruding from the cracks.

However, upon seeing the two, its tentacles suddenly hardened and sharpened, turning into bone-spur-like structures that displayed intense aggression.

As the monster attacked them, a blurry thought suddenly flashed through Xia Zhaozhao's mind.

It was a huge, writhing ball of flesh, and countless wailing faces.

Then, a strong urge to completely destroy what was in front of him surged up inside him.

She took a step forward, and with a kind of instinct that transcended reason, she precisely parried the bone spikes coming at her with her machete.

"Clang!"

Then, she tilted her body slightly to the side, naturally creating a fleeting opportunity for the other person to attack.

In that instant, a scene flashed through Xiao Lü's mind—a scene of the two of them charging forward, engaging in fierce aerial combat with monsters in the university, their teamwork impeccable.

No thinking is required.

An ice shard instantly materialized and precisely pierced the monster's body.

After all memories had faded, the two had become two silent machines.

The machine is dismantling a poor old clock.

However, what drives these two machines is not cold, hard programming, but something etched into their very souls, something that cannot be forgotten.