The Infinite World of Weapon Girls

No matter how hard she tried to expand this tiny bit of happiness, it couldn't occupy even 1% of this galaxy. What she could think of and recall was mostly pain.

The world was still the color of chaos.

Many players who had previously wanted to kill Huo were still standing here, trembling with fear and curiosity. Even though the astonishing destruction and chaos caused by the previous battle were still there, for various reasons, no one dared to make a sound at this moment, and the scene was extremely quiet.

No one wanted to kill the monster anymore.

And no one stopped the disaster.

Let it destroy itself.

A glint of tears welled up in Seyu's bright eyes as she watched the wisp of spirit vanish, and whispered:

Goodbye, calamity.

Now that things have come to this, no one doubts whether the disaster was good or bad; instead, like Se-yu, they bid farewell with the most sincere emotions.

“Hey, Seol-ok…”

"Hey, what?"

Seul-yu turned around and saw Tina looking at her with a half-smile. She was furious and whispered, "...Hey, even if you don't usually smile, don't smile at a time like this! Be serious!"

Tina shook her head slightly, her beautiful eyes sparkling: "You said that a little too soon."

"Look!! The calamity...she...!"

Tina covered her mouth slightly with one hand and pointed forward with the other, exclaiming in surprise.

As the black mist gradually faded, it was carelessly teased by the breeze and finally dissipated little by little, leaving behind only a black bead the size of a thumb.

This is the soul barrier that carries a million years (a thousand years) of calamity's memories and an equal amount of suffering. Its profound and seemingly transcendent evil black light is unmatched even by black holes in the depths of the universe.

"Click—"

The bead, only the size of a thumb, broke into small pieces with a slight cracking sound.

The tiny fragments, though only the size of a grain of rice, emitted light through their gaps and holes that was a hundred times brighter than the brightest light people had ever seen.

It was a beam of milky white light, a beam of light that, though bright and dazzling, was not glaring or blinding, but rather a miraculous light radiating gentleness and love.

This tiny beam of light, slanted and straight, shot towards the distant sky, its tiny speck reflecting a patch of clear, bright clouds, instantly brightening the dark and chaotic sky.

"Click—click-click—"

The subtle sound of the fragments peeling away, in a world that seemed to have lost all sound, was so clear and crisp, as if it were shattering the gloom in one's heart bit by bit, and it even had a kind of magic that brought tears to one's eyes.

Because when the light from tears reflects a milky and gentle glow, it must be a wondrous sight that all things in heaven and earth, including the sun, moon, and stars, would praise and celebrate.

Four beams of light shot out from the tiny holes in the rice grains, making the sky, which had been filled with gloom and smoke, brighter than ever before.

The shattering sounds continued, as more and more light broke free and burst forth, engulfing the darkness. The world grew brighter and brighter until finally, pure white light dominated, turning the entire gray, despairing, and painful world into a vast expanse of white, like a breathtaking scene at the edge of the world.

It felt as if my entire being was immersed in this ocean of pure white light.

There is no more sadness, no more pain.

Indeed, the source of all those negative thoughts is a steadfast adherence to kindness, a desire to protect the beauty within one's heart.

When the beautiful flower in one's heart is coveted by cruel darkness, and withers away one by one in sorrow, negative thoughts will eventually arise.

"Kindness has long been devoured by vengeful spirits," and this is the environment in which calamity is born.

I don't know who came up with this theory—"Miracles don't come for free; if you pray for hope, you also spread an equal amount of despair."

But the fact of reincarnation in this world, the source of all cause and effect, is undoubtedly so.

Because, if we reverse this statement, it is precisely the situation we are in right now: the calamity that chose self-destruction has been met with hope equal to despair, and with a miracle that has made up for the endless suffering it has endured.

That's why this world is both cruel and kind, both ugly and beautiful.

As the pure white light that had engulfed the entire world silently and gradually faded away, in the place where the calamity had vanished, a girl with snow-white hair appeared.

She was about eleven or twelve years old. Her snow-white hair was still exaggeratedly long on her tender face, with a long clump falling to the ground and forming several circles. She had a delicate nose and a pair of watery snow-white eyes that looked a little confused, as beautiful as a dream.

This face felt intensely familiar, because it was the face of that soul girl—or rather, the face that the calamity had imagined for herself.

Compared to the previous scourge shrouded in black mist and involuntarily exuding an evil aura, the girl before them, pure and innocent like a white elf, possessed a healing magic even in the slightest glance.

"What a disaster...it really is a disaster..."

Although what's happening right now is a bit too fantastical, since it's a happy ending for everyone, of course we'll accept it willingly.

A deep sense of surprise shone in Tina's eyes. She rushed forward, but dared not get too close to the beautiful newborn girl, so she stopped five steps away and smiled:

"Welcome home, calamity!"

"Calamity...?" The girl in white asked, a look of confusion on her face. "Calamity... who is it?"

"Calamity is your name!"

"My...name?"

"Yes, 'Calamity' is your name... Oh no! It seems Calamity has lost his memory... Calamity... Do you still remember us?"

The girl's pure, snow-white eyes swept across the smiling faces before her, and she still shook her head slightly in bewilderment.

"And what about him/her?!"

With a hint of worry, Tina pointed to the boy (or girl) sleeping peacefully in the girl's arms and asked anxiously.

With just one glance, Huo's gaze shifted violently before softening. She gently leaned down and pulled him (or her) into her arms, a smile playing on her lips as she said, "...Him..."

"The only person Huo remembers, someone he remembers as vividly as breathing."

[This is chapter 2, 8k+ words]

[Hmm...let's admire Huo today! (laughs)...Although I don't have a character design for Huo, please send me if you have one that matches!]

That theory comes from Puella Magi Madoka Magica.

The following sentence wasn't originally included, because I've completely forgotten those painful memories, but writing it down feels quite therapeutic.

...

Forget all the pain and live happily.

Xiaomi, disaster... it really happened.

[209 Tina Turns from Bottom to Top!?]

The Accelerated World, which was thrown into great turmoil by the appearance of the Calamity, finally came to an end with the death of Calamity's life.

A life burdened with endless negative thoughts and suffering ends completely because of the self-destruction of the calamity. The kindness and beauty that were the source of the negative thoughts are amplified infinitely, transforming into a pure white calamity in the accelerated world.

She became someone as kind as Xiaomi, even kinder than anyone else.

Because he would no longer inadvertently harm others, his status changed from a threatening public enemy to a free citizen, and afterwards, the exorbitant bounty mission issued by the will of the Accelerated World disappeared.

Therefore, no one will ever harm Huo again.

……

"Whether it's me and Tina, or Huo and Xiaomi... it just goes to show that there really are a lot of miracles in the world."

At the edge of the infinite neutral space, above a beautiful and dazzling sea of ​​pure white clouds, Tina tilted her head, leaning on the shoulder of the girl beside her, her snow-white legs swaying in the air, and said with great emotion.

The young girl, Tina, smiled and nodded, replying, "Yes."

"Tina."

"Ok?"

"It seems I've forgotten what I promised to say to Xiaomi tomorrow—will this become a secret forever?"

"Hmm... I think so."

With her bright eyes and arched eyebrows, Tina said, "I think I should have guessed... but since it's already come to this, it doesn't matter if that secret remains unknown!"

“(True) Tina is right! ...Eh…”

"what's wrong?"

The girl still leaned on her right arm, and stretched out her left hand, pulling open a message panel out of thin air. She saw that it was a message from Se-yu.

[Lee Seul-ok: Tina, did you... see Yuri earlier?]

Both Tinas were taken aback. At that moment, everyone's attention was focused on Huo and Xiao Mi, and they hadn't noticed that one person was missing. Now, when asked, Tina answered based on her vague memory:

[Tina: It seems not...]

[Lee Seul-ok: No? ...Ah, then I'll log out of Brain Burst and go back to reality to check.]

As soon as the message was sent, the magical girl's avatar turned gray, indicating that Seulgi had hurriedly logged off.

"What happened to Yuri? Hey, Tina, why don't you go back and check on her too?"

"But...I want to spend more time with you..."

The girl immediately lifted her head from her shoulder, pursed her lips, and looked at her with a slight reproach:

"What nonsense are you talking about—forget about that, we can meet anytime, and I'm always by your side! Even though you can't see me, you can still hear my heart... More importantly, Tina, go back and see Yuri."

"……Um"

The girl stood up from the soft, fluffy clouds.

Then, under the watchful gaze of the girl beside him, his eyes sparkling with desire, he suddenly stepped forward, pressing his hand against her narrow, snow-white shoulders. With a forceful push, he propelled his entire body towards her—

It pressed down on her, causing her to plummet weightlessly from a sea of ​​clouds thousands of meters high.

Tina screamed, and out of fear and instinctive dependence, she clung tightly to the girl's waist, burying her face between her soft mounds.

It's unclear how long this exhilarating state lasted; the delicate fragrance of her hair mingled with the scent of the girl's glistening sweat. Only when they were almost at the ground did Tina finally summon the Imaginary Battleship—

The two people, who were falling rapidly from low altitude, were immediately pulled by a burst of blue light from beneath the silver mecha, tracing an arc in the low sky before soaring straight into the sky.

Upon reaching the designated exit, one escapes from the infinite neutral space and returns to reality.

A flash of light appeared before my eyes, revealing a spacious and bright living room—Red Wolf's second stronghold—the villa stronghold.

Because the house where Violet and the others lived in the center of Shibuya was too small to move around in, Red Wolf and Black Sheep would meet at this villa when they had group activities.