Apocalypse, Then I Became a Magical Girl

First Page of the Apocalypse Survival Handbook: Abandon morality and fantasies. First Rule of the Magical Girl Code: Believe in bonds and hope. A crimson storm that devours all reason tears open the sky. Terrifying monsters that feast on everything now roam the earth. Civilization collapses in an instant, and humanity loses its future. And you—our tiny savior—your magical girl contract only lasts until adulthood, but you’re already 17 years and 363 days old. If that single glimmer of light… is the chance for a corporate s*ave like you to touch magic— Then let the flood of elements burn away the twisted flesh. Let the symphony of magic break through the whispers of madness. Let solid walls fend off endless assaults, and let boundless courage rekindle the spark of order. Return kindness with kindness, and repay evil with evil. Cast everything that doesn’t belong in this world back into the endless abyss. This is the story of a hero. This is the legend of a magical girl.