“What is it? Do you need something?” A dark-haired magical girl by the name of Homura Akemi asked. “I am Homura Akemi.” Homura said in a stoic voice, which matched her aloof expression. She seemed to be deep in thought, looking out at the full moon, and the twinkling stars of nighttime. There were white flowers in the grassy ground around her. She appeared to be 14 years old.