In the year 2012, humanity was advancing in its efforts of achieving a perfect future: A future where there would be no wars, grief, or sadness plaguing the race, and while humanity endeavors to reach this distant dream, another event takes place in the shadows. Unbeknownst to Humanity, beings known as 'Magical Girls' or 'Puella Magi', contracted by an animal-like creature known as 'Kyubey', guard the secrets of their world, hunting down corrupted beings of negative emotions called 'Witches'.

From the moment man walked on two feet, Kyubey had contracted humans and made warriors through its contracts with these girls. Those such as Joan d'Arc and Cleopatra were famous examples, bringing the secrets of their lives to their deaths, protecting the world of Magical Girls and becoming famous throughout human history as anything but Puella Magi.

But there was one girl who dares to go against this system, and she is known by the name of Akemi Homura. While others could use powers over elements and physic powers such telepathy and immolation, she held the one thing no person had control of. The one thing that man had no control of as it waited for no one: Time. She was on a mission to save a friend she held dear to her heart, and each time she would fail, each time the timeline would go horribly wrong, time would go back to the date of March 16th. A mere 9 days before she would meet her dear friend.

But each time she failed, she began to lose hope in herself. In others. She began to think she would do nothing but repeat this sadistic loop of pain and misery. Doomed to constantly seeing her friend die in front of her eyes over and over. Until one day, in her latest endeavor, she met a certain creature that she never knew existed until now and the destinies of everyone in this world, everything that was going to happen, had changed from this encounter. Akemi Homura had stepped into a new world and discovered a dark secret of Humanity and the Puella Magi.

It was a cold night in the capital city of Egypt, Cairo, year 2008, as a giant mansion in the city was surrounded by trees and greenery that grew around the derelict monument of Champollion Street. The place was a bleak shadow of its former, awe-inspiring itself, an abandoned mansion previously owned by a prince of the previous centuries. But no one knew what the mansion held underneath. In the dark, cold basement underground, a dim blue light shined on a tall, slim woman resting on a desk, the light flickering above her as the place had desks full of dusty computers, moss growing off the walls and security cameras placed in the corners of the ceiling.

Surrounding her were hundreds of clipboards, sheets of data and wires that connected to computers scattered around the room. In the middle of the room, a large egg-shaped device was located, wires plugged into the slots to power the strange machine as it hummed faintly. Lights on its surface flickered and it let out a few low beeps as smoke billowed from exhaust vents on its sides. A cone-shaped alarm

The woman woke up from her nap, groaning in an exhausted voice as she stood up and stretched her arms and legs. Dark, prominent circles were underneath the woman's tired eyes, her lab-coat was torn in a few areas as if a feral animal had attacked her and her tie was loosened and dangling from her neck. Still exhausted, she clapped her hands and the lights turned on, illuminating everything around the room, showing even the deep scars on her hands and the bloodstains on her white lab coat.

She clapped her hands again and the large device in the middle of the room activated, sounds of gears whirring loudly as buttons and wires on the egg-shaped device blinked and glowed.

"Computer, status on Incubation unit," the woman asked with a tired voice, going to a sink in the corner to rinse her face with water. She sighed and dried herself with her dirty lab-coat as the computer A.I's monotone voice reported.

"Incubator Report: Test Subject No. 2 of Model No. 3 has been rendered deceased during the Incubation period. The test subject did not survive," there was a tone of finality in the computer's report before it inquired, "Do you want to try again, Professor?"

"Damn it," she cursed and walked up to the device, giving it a small kick and folding her arms in frustration. Taking out a small cigar and lighter from her coat pockets, she placed the cigar between her lips and lit it. She puffed a bit of smoke and ordered, "Proceed to begin with Test Subject 3, and make sure there are no mistakes this time. We can't afford to lose anymore bodies. And computer," she leaned on a table, "What's the status of the Prison Cells below?"

"Barrier strength is at 90 percent. There is nothing to report, Professor," the A.I stated as the egg-shaped device began spinning slowly from the professor's order, "Beginning creation of Test Subject No. 3."

The professor raised a brow and continued smoking her cigar when the intercom on the wall starting to crackle with life. A gruff, deep voice sounded from the intercom as the professor went up to it, "Professor, Commander Kosaku speaking here. I'm picking up some strange activity on the perimeter fence but I have no visual on anything outside. My men in the Cells below report that the prisoners have been acting up lately, too. Is there something going on down there?"

She took the cigar off her lips and clicked on the intercom button, "No. But keep your eyes open just in case, alright? And tell your men to shoot anything that tries to escape. We can't let any of those things down there get loose."

"Understood."

She released her finger from the button and went back to the computer with a hand in her coat pocket. She clicked a few buttons on her keyboard and sat down on her chair, cigar between her fingertips, "Computer, give me a visual on the Prison Cells," the computer A.I followed the order and a static camera feed appeared on her computer, making her narrow her eyes. She clicked her mouse to check out the feed from another camera, but received nothing but static again. She got off her chair again and went to the intercom, "Prison Cell guards, this is the professor, do you hear me?"

"Loud and clear, professor," a cheerful voice replied, "What's the problem? We have every-" the channel suddenly cut off and all the professor could hear was crackling static. She felt a drop of sweat trail down her face.

Then, the high-pitched sounds of the alarms shrieked from her computer as the dim blue lights above her head suddenly began to flare red in alert. The computers around the room all started to fizzle and some even blacked out. There was a slight hint of distress in her voice as the professor went back to her table and started typing away on her keyboard rapidly, "Computer, report. What's the status of the Prison Cells?"

"Barrier strength is dropping. All cameras in the Prison Cells have been deactivated. Now alerting Commander Kosaku," there was a pause from the computer's monotone voice, as her next report made the professor froze in fear, "Warning, Warlock experiment 321 is escaping its cage. Warlock 001 is escaping its cage. Warlock 004 is escaping its cage; Activating anti-Warlock barrier and proceeding with the evacuation of house residents. Madam, plese eva-"

"No, computer, hurry up and finish with Test Subject number three!" the professor blared, wiping her sweat forehead with her sleeved arms, "Once completed, eject the subject, erase everything and make sure nothing sees the remains of this basement. Activate self-destruct sequence once Test Subject number 3 has been completed," she began typing a few buttons on the computer to speed up whatever process was happening in the egg-shaped device. She could hear the faint sounds of gunfire underneath her feet that made her skin shiver, "Computer?"

"Understood, Madam."

Then, an area of of the basement floor slid apart up to reveal a case of mechanical stairs leading down to a complex below as the professor took out a suitcase from under her table. She opened it up and stiffened at the sight of an assault rifle and a few magazines that had a faint glows emanating from them. Without hesitation, the professor took the gun, loaded it and climbed down the stairs, not before looking back at the Incubation device behind her that was whirring loudly as it performed its unknown functions.

Afterwards, the woman climbed down the stairs with the floor closing behind her. The wires of the basement began to fizz and short-circuit as the computer activated again, stating its final report: "Status report, Incubation Completed, test subject No. 3 has awakened. Releasing Test Subject in emergency escape pod. Multiple experiments are escaping and Barrier strength is at zero percent. Now proceeding with self-destruct sequence."

The computers then died out and the egg-shaped device was escalated to the upper floors through an elevator beneath it while the basement began to crumble. A flaring counter appeared on one of the computers, the sounds of gunfire growing more louder with each passing second. Suddenly, the floors of the basement were torn open by a pair of dark, clawed hands. A ghastly-face, covered in blood, poked out of it and it sprinted to the upper floors through the stairs with hundreds of demonic creatures following it.