After the elimination game had ended, the Land of Magic had sent their agents to do damage control and do what they could to help out the survivors. They all had their scars. Physical ones that could be healed with magic, but the other kinds were less easy to treat. Just as how Ripple chose to not get her injuries healed, Swim Swim chose not to get the 25 years of her life back. She felt she deserved to lose them, since she wasted her efforts to keep her friends alive.
Despite how some magical girls considered that noble, Swim Swim ended up with the worst reputation by far as the Land of Magic found out all she had done. She was considered a true Child of Clamberry, a sadistic monster that should be avoided. Nobody offered to be her mentor, though she wouldn’t have accepted anyway, and in the span of a day she went from being offered sympathy to being shunned by most of the magical girls. It was anyone’s guess why she was allowed to remain as a magical girl herself. .
The girl looked through her magical phone one evening. Her contact list was small. The amount of people willing to talk to her was even smaller. Without Fav there to facilitate (and manipulate) communications, it made messaging others simpler. Yet it also meant others could just block you if they didn’t like you. Swim Swim hadn’t tried contacting Ripple at all, but she had the idea she was already blocked. Unsurprising.
Glancing through the list of names, she noticed Magicaloid 44 in the list. …That’s right, she survived this too, somehow. Swim Swim wasn’t too certain on the details, but it seemed Magicaoid managed to pull through that night. They were enemies during the game, but they never clashed. Maybe, then, she’d be willing to meet.
“Hello. Let’s meet up tonight.”
She sent Magicaloid a text, also leaving the location of the tower she’d like to meet at. The sun was setting soon, so she’d start heading there immediately as it got dark. She’d keep an eye out; it shouldn’t be too hard to see Magicaloid if she’s flying, but it’d be tougher if the girl was running across the rooftops for whatever reason.