Connie stared up to the sky in despair. A field of black clouds and smoke surrounded her and looked down from her from the heavens. Rain showering and pouring like a waterfall, thunder cackling and pure white lightning breaking through the sky and world. Her legs shaking, she felt like she was going to collapse or have a heart attack, or die at any moment, or have a breakdown and scream to the world and curse the lord above. She was soaking wet.
She was dehydrated, she hadn't slept in days, and she was malnourished.
Then, she looked down at the battlefield. The field she fought on with her comrades. To attempt and defeat Walpurginacht, to defeat white diamond, to save Steven from everyone, even going so far as to attack the Crystal gems. To fight off them all from Dewey beach, no, the entirety of Delaware. The entirety of her country. But most importantly, her best friend, Steven. She expected a Victory, to be honored and to save everyone. To save her family, and her friend. Steven.
But no, instead, she looked upon a field of empty husks of her comrades who already sprouted into witches, all of which she'd have to fight. Over, and over, and over. A field of corpses, the remains of life, the rotting corpses of those who once had dreams, families, friends, ambitions, emotions. And even her family, her own flesh and blood. Her mother and father, just reduced to rotting meat on a stenchful fest of crumbled buildings and oddly colorful lights and billboards which continued to shine. The remains of a shattered white diamond. And now Walpurginacht was now on to destroy the next place she'd arrive in. She was so focused on a cosmic witch she forgot about the other witch she had to take care of, and now she was off to destroy the rest of the planet.
She didn't know where she was now, only God knows where she ended up. But wherever this place was, it wasn't Dewey Beach. This wasn't her home.
But this wasn't the most tragic part of all. It was what happened to Steven. Connie's worst nightmare. The ultimate nightmare. Steven was...no longer human...to put it short. Far from it. He resembled nothing like it. Instead, he had become an abomination, a monster, something far worse than the nastiest witches she's ever seen. Far worse than Walpurginacht. He'd probably destroy the planet way faster than Walpurginacht ever could. Hell, he'd probably become an intergalactic threat very soon. At least according to the wretched Kyubey, that wretched Incubator.
"Now look at what that friend of yours became. That same, kind, loving, pacifistic, and stupidly naive boy with the power of that of a Diamond, or should I say, a familiar, a witch. Look at what he became, that boy you've tried to save time and time again. Is this abomination the "Steven" you're trying to save? The one person you went to the ends of the earth, just to save him? Just to keep him happy? Have you disregarded the rest of your family and friends? His family and friends? Your mother? Your father? Honestly, I can't possibly understand why you humans keep on making such irrational decisions and moves based on your emotions. You creatures are so silly, you foolish stupid humans." Kyubey snarked and mocked. His usually monotone and emotionless voice was poisoned by the venom of sarcasm and sadism.
"Why do you have to sound like them, those damn...diamonds. THOSE GEMS!"
"It's the truth, why are you so mad? You're only proving my point even further."
"I'm not dealing with this."
She activated her shield, opened it up, prepared to turn back the clock, and-
"Again?" Kyubey interrupted. "Do you really think it's going to make a difference? You're smart for a 12 year old, you're mature for your age, sure. But this? Haven't you realized this already? What's going to change? You don't really believe in saving your friend. Do you? How many failed attempts have you made? All those mistakes, how many times have you done this already? Thousands of times maybe? Maybe millions? You've looped and traversed through space and time so often, so much, even you can't even remember. I can't either, is this even worth it anymore? You should just fulfill your existence by being a witch already, so why haven't you? What's the use?"
Connie paused, she stopped. She thought to herself, "How many times have you done this already?" She thought to herself.
She doesn't remember, she doesn't know. She's been doing this for so long, so often, she can't even remember or keep count of how much she's looped and traveled across time and space.
How many times did she try to save Steven?
How many times did she keep on trying to keep him out of combat over and over again?
How many times did she have to explain and confront that stupid boy time and time?
How many times has she tried to warn him time after time? Failed attempt after failed attempt?
How many times has Steven almost died?
How many times has she lied to her parents to keep them from going mad?
"I don't care how long it takes. I'm going to save Steven in any way I can. I don't care if I'm trapped in this endless maze without an exit for all eternity! I don't care if I die, I don't care if I become a witch, I don't care if I do this for millions or billions of years, I'll do whatever it takes."
"Go ahead, I'm not stopping you. Go run from the mess you created. Go delude yourself anyway."
And so Connie turned back the clock, and jumped off the building to fall into the new universe. She threw her shield off the building as the shield disassembled and turned into a portal.
And so Connie went into another Universe, no matter how much it took, she'd do it. Again, and again, and again.
And so was the next, and the next, and the next.
And so on.
