The dust eventually settled, revealing the fate of the magical girls.
They were all lying there naked, without the magical girl clothing they had from earlier.
Despite Jimmithey's declaration to kill them, they were still alive and unconscious.
The full power trauma boosted 'schizo' beam had somehow eliminated all of their magical girl energy.
He had ended their rampage, and hopefully the lust that controlled their bodies.
He truly hated them, but he also thought it wasn't right for him to kill them.
If he killed them, he wouldn't be able to return to his normal life.
He would be a murderer, not a normal person.
Even with these powers, he had the chance of returning to being normal. A murderer couldn't return to being normal, at least that's what he believed.
He removed their powers and their threat to him, solving the problem.
He now just wanted to get away from them and have nothing to do with them.
Jimmithey turned, feeling his energy return back to normal.
He was no longer enraged and began to calm down, the trauma buff's effects seemingly disappearing.
"It's over. They'll leave me alone, and I can go back home. Back to my normal life." Jimmithey thought, looking at his hands.
He clenched them, sighing in relief.
But then, he noticed Myusel crawling towards him, puffing and twitching around.
"J-jimmithey… You're so strong, so special. P-pleaseeee, kill them Jimmithey! They'll find some way to get their powers back, and will make our lives a living hell! Take them out, and stay with me forever!" Myusel said, slowly getting up.
Jimmithey then noticed that her panties were dripping wet, causing him to turn away in disgust.
"No. I'm not going to become a murderer just because of you all. I am better than that. Better than you…" Jimmithey responded, looking at the bodies of the unconscious girls.
Maybe they were just like him, dragged into degeneracy because of things they had no control over.
They had a chance to be better, even if Jimmithey hated them.
Even then, whether that scenario was true or not, Jimmithey still wanted nothing to do with this.
But in response, Myusel began to stand up, grabbing him by the arm.
She looked down at his defenseless crotch and began to smile.
"That's fine… Forget them. But don't forget me, Jimmithey. Let's do it… Let's have sex, just as we always do. I love you, Jimmithey…" She said moving her hand closer and closer to his crotch.
But then, Jimmithey grabbed her hand and held it tightly, staring at her straight in her eyes.
"NO! When will you learn? Stop this crap! Just move on, stop obsessing over me! I'm not into you! I don't love you! I don't want to be near you! We're not good for each other!!! You just hurt me!! If you love me so much, then stop all of this! Okay!? Listen to me! Keep this up and you'll end up like them. OKAY?!" Jimmithey shouted as he looked back at the other girls.
Myusel began to tear up as Jimmithey let go of her hand.
"Aa--aaa… N-n-no… W..what? D-don't go… Don't leave me!" Myusel cried out, falling onto the ground.
Her head began to thump, while her heartbeat raced.
The feeling of failure was rushing into her mind, causing tears to drip down her face.
Myusel never imagined failing. She only got what she wanted in the past.
But if Jimmithey left now, she would never get the chance to see him again. She knew this deep down.
"P-please… Wait…! N-no!!!" She pleaded for the last time, using all of her strength to hold her hand out at him.
"Goodbye Myusel." Jimmithey said as he left her behind, walking away.
And with that, Myusel's heart shattered.
As Jimmithey said this, he grabbed a piece of cloth that was floating down from the mansion ruins above.
He put it around his waist and left Myusel and the other girls behind.
"W-what…? Aa…aaaaa…. I… I failed… What do I do now… Oh no… No… Without Jimmithey, what am I? What c-can I do? N-No…! NO!" Myusel said as she grabbed the dirt under her, clenching it in her fists.
Jimmithey went off into the sunset, leaving behind the defeated Magical Girls and their destroyed mansion.
The end…
The End?