Last night, she tried to remember Mira’s face. Instead, she saw every magical girl who ever shattered and chose to keep smiling.
She kissed her reflection. It kissed back with a mouth full of galaxies. extreme modification – magical girl mystic lune f95
The answer scrolls past in silence.
Now, her limbs hinge at impossible angles. Her spine is a coil of liquid mercury. When she speaks, her voice echoes from thirteen futures at once. Her wand is no longer a wand but a taproot drilled into the planet’s dream-vein. Extreme modification, the Guild calls it. Phase Ascension. Last night, she tried to remember Mira’s face