( here homura stood facing walpurgisnacht, yet another time line had reached the end of the month , and things weren't going good once more. The events of the month, though there were a few happy moments, still leaf to tragedy. The witch shadows of the other girls danced among the chaos and homura fought as she could, to no avail. She was helpess as she watched madoka blew her a kiss, with a sad, apologetic yet hopeful smile, then floated forward into the chaotic energy to stop it. Homura knew it was too late for her. She had to start again. But right at the moment she activated her time spell...