Alexander looked at Mamika standing before him and then suddenly walked onto the battlefield. Everyone present was taken aback, especially Sōta.
"Meteora, hurry up and rescue Alexander. If he gets hit, he could really die."
Listening to Sōta's words, Meteora nodded silently. She watched Alexander closely, ready to act the moment Mamika made a move.
At this moment, Alexander was looking directly at Mamika. When Mamika saw Alexander appear, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Are you ready to listen to my opinion?" Mamika asked, thinking that Alexander, a creator, had come to compromise.
But Alexander had no such intention.
Alexander looked at Mamika with a mix of frustration and pity. He couldn't help but think, 'Who created this character? A dark magical girl? Really? How can a magical girl be so naive?'
"Mamika, you should actually thank your creator. After all, he has been really good to you," Alexander said suddenly.
Mamika was taken aback by his words, her expression changing completely. How could she thank her creator for making her world full of dangers? That was impossible!
Seeing her disbelief, Alexander continued helplessly, "You should really thank your creator because he is still too kind. Despite the enemies in your world, there are also magical girls like you who can save it. The people in your world are sensible; they don't bleed or get hurt. If I guess correctly, the plot involves a magical girl defeating a big demon king. What are you dissatisfied with in such a world?"
The more Alexander talked, the more helpless he felt. Mamika's world was quite typical for a magical girl narrative. What was there to be uncertain about?
Listening to Alexander's words, Selesia stood up with difficulty and looked at Mamika with cold eyes..
"That's right, your world must be beautiful. Compared to mine, your world is simply heaven. What more could you want?"
"I... I..." Mamika stepped back, looking at the two people in front of her. She suddenly felt that her argument didn't make sense, but she still believed she wasn't wrong. She just wanted her creator to change her world.
Changing an anime work? It's actually very easy, but what happens after it's changed?
Alexander, as a creator, understood what would happen if he changed a work casually. It would end up unfinished, cut in half. The ending could only be one of those two. Mamika might get her wish to change her world, but for the author, it would mean their hard work was completely ruined.
At this moment, Selesia finally couldn't bear it anymore. She clenched the sword in her hand and was about to rush over again. But seeing Selesia attacking her, Mamika shouted loudly,
"Please! I don't want to fight you. I don't want you to get hurt!"
"Don't be so naive!" Selesia retorted harshly. "War is never as simple as you think!"
Selesia rushed forward again, and Mamika picked up the magic wand in her hand.
"If you come at me again, I will have to fight back!"
"Magic Splash Flash Ball!"
A huge magic circle appeared behind Mamika, even more terrifying than the blow that almost incapacitated Selesia earlier. With Selesia's current physical condition, if she was hit, she would definitely die!
"Selesia-san!" Sōta shouted nervously. At the same time, Takashi clenched his fists, and Meteora rushed toward them quickly.
But it was too late.
Seeing that Selesia was about to die from this attack, Alexander moved.
Seeing the blinding light in front of her, Selesia silently closed her eyes.
"Am I going to die so soon? Really, I never failed in my world. It's unfortunate; there are still so many ideas I haven't tested. I also don't know what kind of person my creator is." Various images flashed through Selesia's mind.
It is said that when people are closest to death, many images appear in their heads. This seems to be true.
If I die in this world, where will I go? Will I just die or return to the original world? But no matter what...
Goodbye...
Selesia thought this as she got closer to the magic missile. She was ready to die in battle, but at that moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her!
It was Alexander.