I honestly don't know how a shared viewpoint would go with regards to 'this is a random viewer watching this anime.' Mostly because what's showing with Yuki and Madoka is wildly different.
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With the applied weights, you do. But there is no requirement for any number of votes to make something pass this time.Quick clarification: do we need ten people to vote for one thing to count as a full vote?
But something stems the tide. Something holds back the bile before it can surge up her throat.
A stream of light, golden and full of possibility. The strands are invisible to the naked eye at the best of times. But in that very moment, those behind Yuki can see. And so can Kirsten.
Madoka, Junko, and Homura show no notable reaction beyond a widening of the eyes. None of them achieves a great revelation within the light, but their feelings settle all the same. The weights of Homura's and Junko's struggles lift from their shoulders for a beautiful moment. Madoka feels more at ease.
Upon the light crest countless voices. Each one is but a mere whisper, unheard on its own. But together and in unison, you achieve the impossible and make your feelings reach.
Keep a hold of yourself
And in the shadow they cast, her fated enemy is called into the world.
Yuki raises her weapon with a growl, only to stop in surprise when the familiars let go. Their mistress never reaches the ground, turning into a human girl halfway down. Lithe, with greasy, black hair and thick, round glasses.
"I'm so sorry," she says as she lands, her voice as meek as a mouse. "I did all these things to you, and yet you showed me the way home anyway. I'm sorry."
The girl stops in front of Yuki, a soft smile on her face.
"I think I can go outside now. Thank you for being my guiding light."
Only the familiar sound of a star follows as gold turns pink for a moment.
"Miss Sakura, no Kyoko," she continues softly, prompting the other girl to stop wiping her own eyes.
"Y-Yeah?"
"Would you come live with me, please? And could I maybe have a hug?"
The Hermit lives in her memories. And one day, she will take Oriko's place to reenact their battle.
That thought douses her like ice water. Yuki's eyes widen, then A wave of viridian energy emits from her body.
"I must go."
Seeing who exactly has been defacing the walls again has Yuki heave a sigh.
"Can't you at least make something pretty?" she asks the girl hanging from the rooftop.
Ai glances down with a grin and a shrug, then waves with the hand holding the spraycan. "Yo!" she greets. "What're you talking about? This is great stuff!"
"Kinda yes to both? I'm mostly in the camp where God doesn't exist. Or maybe God shouldn't exist? Can't exist? It's hard to put into words," she admits, though she does not sound at all bothered.
Ai wordlessly reaches out to take off the scraps of Yuki's blindfold. She holds the cloth gingerly, not at all bothered by what she sees.
"Everyone follows their nature," Ai tells her gently. Her eyes almost gleam in the light of Yuki's magic. Her gaze is soft.
At the same time, her expression shifts over the quiet seconds; she herself seems to have reached an epiphany from her own words.
Was that section not as clear as I thought?Did we just show that witches were magical girls to everyone here by reversing a transformation right in front of them with the power of therapy?
That aside,For everyone behind her, those who are not entirely off basking in the light, the Witch simply disperses, Grief Seed and all.
I think I know which one you mean. I watched the first video of that series, though I did not get around to the rest. Very informative.Reminds me of a video I saw from a therapist doing a playthrough of Slay the Princess, he was explaining narrative therapy and how you may think there is only one way your story ends but the reality is that there isn't just one story in your life and the end result is for you to decide.
I think I know which one you mean. I watched the first video of that series, though I did not get around to the rest. Very informative.