She is full of hatred and darkness all she want is to execute her revenge.Will she succeed or she is bound to fail?Can love emerge in heart of two ruthless people?Sa larong kanilang pinasok mananaig kaya ang pag ibig o ang galit?

Read to find out the story of Mirror Glass...

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kaida Shirohara returns to her homecity after her parents had a bad split. On her last year of highschool she struggles to find her place in the world as she is painted as "That kid" after a series of accidents. Releasing her pent up anger she destroys a mirror (among other things) and discovers the parallel world and discovers the power of Persona.

credit for cover image to KronKilton on Tumblr

kaida Shirohara returns to her homecity after her parents had a bad split. On her last year of highschool she struggles to find her place in the world as she is painted as "That kid" after a series of accidents. Releasing her pent up anger she destroys a mirror (among other things) and discovers the parallel world and discovers the power of Persona.

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"you were a pig this whole time? How could you betray me for so long!!!?" Caleb  would yell at Rose.. aka Detective Renee Love as he began to smash things against the floor, glass shattering upon the floor as the mirror within the bedroom is broken. Caleb grabs Rose/Renee by the hair making her come closer to him as he yelled in her face holding her hair tightly and pushing her against the wall pinning her there as he stared at her as a piece of meat filled with rage. "wanna be a pig? Then let me show you how pigs get treated around here"

Read on to find out what happens to the Detective

"you were a pig this whole time? How could you betray me for so long!!!?" Caleb  would yell at Rose.. aka Detective Renee Love as he began to smash things against the floor, glass shattering upon the floor as the mirror within the bedroom is broken. Caleb grabs Rose/Renee by the hair making her come closer to him as he yelled in her face holding her hair tightly and pushing her against the wall pinning her there as he stared at her as a piece of meat filled with rage. "wanna be a pig? Then let me show you how pigs get treated around here"

Read on to find out what happens to the Detective

Rose gazes at herself in the ancient gold mirror over her vanity. Her long deep brown hair flowing down her shoulders and over her voluptuous breasts. Her small waist and petite frame. She subconsciously touches her stomach and rubs in circles. She admires her beautiful pale skin and piercing hazel eyes under her long fluttery eyelashes. 
     She meets her own gaze in the mirror before her face transforms into one of fury and throws her arm back as she lets out a scream of rage and punches the mirror. 
     Blood from her hand drips onto the floor as she watches the shattered glass fall around her feet. 
     Her breath comes in heaves, she can't quite catch her breath. Her chest is rapidly rising and falling. Tears stream down her face as she drops to the floor. She hears her knees crunch on the glass but doesn't feel the pain. 
     Rose doesn't feel the breeze fluttering her cream colored curtains. The window is open. 
     She also doesn't feel the intense gaze of someone peering out behind a tree in the forest behind her house. Hidden in the shadows. Masked by darkness. There isn't a single chirp from the birds, no pitter patter of animal feet in the woods. 
     Just a deadly aura emanating from the secret man as he watches Rose through her window. His lip quirks up, smiling secretly to himself and says inwardly, "My child." 
     He takes a silent step backwards and slinks back into the darkness as quietly as he came. Leaving behind no trace of him, except an eerily silent forest.

I open my eyes to the sun shining brightly through my cream colored curtains. I inhale deeply and stretch my body relishing the warmth of my king sized bed. "My empty bed." I think to myself chuckling as I throw my blankets off of me. 
     Today is Sunday, family dinner. Regardless of what plans we have on Sundays, we cancel for dinner. Or bring the plans with us. Mama doesn't care too much for my flings coming to dinner with me so I've made it a point to never make plans on these Sundays. 
     I do have a two hour drive to get to my parents home so I jump up to shower and get things ready to go. 
     As I step into my warm shower letting the water flow over me I try to relax. It's been a tough few weeks and I missed the last family dinner. I'm ready to see my mom and dad. Today will be a day to refill my heart with love and joy. 
     I start washing my hair and move onto shaving my legs as I let my deep conditioner sit for a few minutes. Humming to myself I stop as I hear a click. I live alone. There shouldn't be anyone here. No one else has a key. Was that the door? Suddenly I feel a whoosh of cold air and realize the air conditioner kicked on.
     I chuckle nervously as I realize I'm being jumpy still. Shaking my head I push the thought away. I had a few small things come up missing around the house. So small I could have easily misplaced them but a niggly feeling in the back of my mind tells me I'm not crazy. I've been extra careful about locking the windows and doors when I'm not home and even installed an extra dead bolt on my front and back doors so I've been feeling much better and more confident. 
     I rinse the conditioner from my hair and lather up my loofah with my coconut & pear scented body wash. I scrub and exfoliate my whole body but linger between my legs. 
     Biting my lip, I wonder if I have time for a quick orgasm while unconsciously my other hand finds my soapy breasts and tweaks my own nipple. Yup. I'll make time. I can't go on a date tonight anyways as I validate my own thoughts. 
     I look down at my flat stomach as I drop my loofah and reach up to grab the shower head and bring it down to my body and adjusted the setting. Whoever made these has to know that no one showers with this setting. It's obviously meant for this. It's a long hard, powerful stream that would be very difficult to actually shower with. I shrug to myself as I feel the power of the stream hitting my stomach. 
     I gently lower it to the aching part of me with one hand, and with the other I continue teasing my nipple. It's been a long time since I've had a release, so this one finds me quickly. In no time a moan escapes from my mouth and I gasp out. My legs feel wobbly and shakily I return the shower head to where it was. Completely unaware of the man who silently slipped out of the bathroom when he found his release as well.

All the nether mist that was summoned by the Nether Domain all gathered in to a sphere that is six inches away from Berserk Adrian's mouth. Chidaide also gathered energy as the eyeball on his chest started to shine in a green light that is as powerful as what Adrian is gathering.
Silence crept the area for a split second until beams of different energies are fired by the two opposing forces. Berserk Adrian's attack had a thick color of the nether mist which is black, gray and white while having a purple outer shell. Chidaide's attack is fired by the beam of his chest eye that has a ghastly green color.
The two beams collided at the same time while causing a path of destruction upon their traversed path. The mirror floor cracked immediately even though the beams were not fire directly at it. The point where the two beams intersected is the part that is heavily damaged.
The point on mirror floor where the two beams intersect started cracking and its size kept increasing. It did not take long for spider web like cracks to start appearing all across the mirrored floor. The attacks of each individual is strong enough to crack the floor but combined made it more powerful.
The cracking of the mirrored floor is actually in favor of Adrian because the mirrored floor represents the soul of the current owner of the Soul Reflecting Mirror. The attack that Chidaide released is a double edge sword as it also hurt him.
The confrontation of the two is now up to the person that could use their energies well. The one who could outlast the other would win the confrontation as the one who loses energy first would get their blasted to oblivion. Adrian did not like that he is winning without effort because he is not even controlling his body but a win is a win as long as he is not the loser.
Berserk Adrian is winning because nether energy is volatile and the effect of the nether domain has yet to cease. Berserk Adrian abused the unlimited supply of nether energy and his own innate mana pool to overpower Chidaide. His soul essences also helped as just by damaging the mirrored floor granted him an essence.
Soon, the point where the two beams converged is slowly shifting towards Chidaide. The mirrored floor also finally cracked and revealing a bottomless abyss. The fragments of this mirrored floor started falling to this bottomless abyss and no sound is heard proving that it might be bottomless.
Chidaide started bleeding from his orifices and the beam being fired from his chest eye is slowly waning. Berserk Adrian's nether beam is starting to overpower the demented shaman while breaking the mirrored floor. It did not take long for Berserk Adrian to push with full power that made his beam envelop Chidaide.
The nether beam enveloped Chidaide and the pressure shattered the mirrored floor thereby shattering the soul of the demented shaman as well. The nether beam did not end but Adrian's transformation did but his soul is already sent out of the pocket dimension because Chidaide's soul is already vanquished.
Adrian did not notice that a fanged mouth swallowed Chidaide's soul when the former's nether beam hit the latter. Adrian's true form is released and he returned to his demon form thereby also releasing him from being berserk.
In the outside world, Adrian and Chidaide's body is covered by a clear glass barrier that would deflect any harm towards them while their souls are inside the mirror pocket dimension. Adrian's soulbounds tried destroying the glass like barrier but it was sturdier than they could expect.
Adrian's soulbound just waited when their attacks did nothing as even Sirius' Ragnarok did not scratch the glass barrier. Soon enough, the glass barriers shattered. Adrian gasped for air like he woke up from drowning while Chidaide's body just fell on the ground with a thud.
Adrian regained his control over his body so much so that he started cherishing it by hugging himself. His soulbounds did not question Adrian's action because of their undying loyalty to him. After being comforted by himself, Adrian decided to check on Chidaide as the demented shaman's body is not moving.
"I beat him right but the Soul Reflecting Mirror has yet to come to my possession?" Adrian thought as he kicked Chidaide's body to see if the old man is alive.
If anyone saw what Adrian is doing, he would be frowned upon because he is kicking the corpse of an old man. Adrian is about to loot the old man when a cracked mirror floated above the latter's corpse. The cracked mirror then emitted a flash of light that turned the body of Chidaide into a mist form and sucked the mist into it.
The mist slowly covered the mirror as the cracks became fixed. It seems that the mirror used up whatever's left of Chidaide in order to fix the damage he caused to the mirror. Adrian instinctively reached out for the mirror and it responded in kind.
[The Soul Reflecting Mirror has been obtained and has been registered as a Psyche Armament.]
[Due to the Soul Reflecting Mirror being the quest item, you cannot use it for the duration of the quest. The full abilities will be unlocked once you clear this quest.]
The Soul Reflecting Mirror transformed into a beam of light and pierced Adrian's forehead to become a part of his Psyche Armaments. He decided to leave now but he saw smoke in the distance and that is the location of the city of Shangri-La. It seems that war has reached their gates.
Since the Soul Reflecting Mirror is what Adrian was looking for, he decided to honor his promise towards Diao Chan. It would not make much of a difference because they would still be hunted down or worse. When Adrian saw flashes of lightning in the distance, he teleported with his soulbounds to the teahouse.
Unknown to Adrian that he was still being watched by the higher order being that made him go berserk.


In the year 2077, the first FIVR Game or Fully Immersive Virtual Reality Game, Pandemonium, has been created. Pandemonium which is the first ever fully immersive virtual reality game made in human history. In the universe of Pandemonium, Fantasy meets science and where order is chaos and chaos is order. A universe of endless possibilities in which anyone can become the invincible hero fighting against the forces of darkness or a sage which dives into the abyss of magic and so much more. In Pandemonium, the inhabitants comes in all shapes and sizes. Adrian, our main character, who experienced an accident that caused him to be temporary limp used the game as a way for therapy but mainly to experience the new world of virtual reality. He will experience countless adventures and challenges and rise to be the most influential person in this new reality.

Join our Protagonist on his new adventure to become the strongest.

The cover is made thanks to all who supported my novel. Thank you!

The more Cairo is skillful at nature magic, the lesser the environment is affecting his mind
Cairo gained some resistance to the comforting effects of the 61st floor while also lessening the effects that the floor already has on him
Cairo regretted it a bit that he didn't train nature magic from the start. If he does that, this floor would have been easier than it is now
Since Cairo discovered the way to resist the soft mental attacks of the 61st floor, he spent time focusing on training his nature magic
Not only did it lessen the mental effects from the tower but it also made absorbing the lifeforce much easier than before
Aside from that, Cairo's already sturdy body is even receiving another upgrade. In the past, Cairo was always getting injured and it was always eating a huge chunk of his vitality
That causes Cairo to spend a lot of time just to recuperate and recover his lost vitality. But now that his proficiency in nature magic is skyrocketing, he thinks that resting is not necessary anymore. All he needs is nature magic to restore his vitality
Climbing the other floors of the tower would take much lesser time if he doesn't need to spend a long time just to recuperate
Cairo continued on training his nature magic. Tall trees will suddenly grow in the area were devoid of any hint of life due to Cairo's actions
The trees were even taller than the ones around and they even have the ability to attack. However, on this floor, no matter what magic Cairo uses, the destroyed things would just reverse back to their original state
Unless Cairo uses nature magic to absorb the abundant life force inside the trees, they would remain here forever
Years passed by and after a lot of hard work, Cairo finally absorbs the life force of everything in this space that has life in them
The time he spent on the 61st floor was even more torturous than the other floors. On those floors, the thing that Cairo mostly needs to do is to fight a bloody battle. It was simple and direct
However, the 61st floor is terrifying since Cairo's enemy is himself. The battle he needs to win is his own urge to sleep and rest inside that floor
Since it took years to finish, even Cairo would get tired in there. The more tired he is, the easier it was to affect his mentality
Cairo really had a hard time enduring the urge to rest since he knows that doing so will result in his failure
The dark bags under Cairo's eyes turned bigger than before. His face was painted with exhaustion due to the lack of rest
His whole body was brimming with oceans of lifeforce but he was tired mentally
Thus, Cairo decided to sleep for a long time first before entering the next floor. He was a bit impatient now since he learned that his sister is still alive in the enemy's den
Cairo naturally wants to get his sister back as soon as possible. Thus, after resting until he doesn't feel mentally tired anymore, Cairo entered the next floor immediately
Power .... Cairo needs more power .... only with power could he do whatever he wars. Only with obtaining power would he prevent anyone from bullying him or the people he cared about
As soon as Cairo entered the next floor, what met him was a world of glass
The ground underneath him was completely made from glass. Even the sky above was made from glass
Cairo tried stomping his feet in the glass ground but he didn't even manage to form even a single crack on it
A kick that has the power to rupture the earth and cause earthquakes in a large area didn't even manage to form a single crack in the glassy ground. The glass' durability is surely an extremely strong one
It didn't take that long for Cairo to meet his first enemy on this floor
At first, his enemy was only a glass mirror that reflected his image. Somehow, Cairo felt like all of his secrets can be seen by the glass mirror and that made him uncomfortable
But even then, Cairo ignored that as all of his muscles tense. Entering a battle-ready state was already an instinct of him. He would automatically enter this state even if he only senses the slightest bit of danger
This was thanks to all the years that Cairo spent fighting enemies. If not for those experiences, he wouldn't be like this today
When the mirror finishes scanning Cairo, the image reflected in the mirror suddenly moved
Another Cairo appeared from the mirror as he faced the original
"What's this?" Cairo asked with a frown. His enemy is himself? He doesn't even have a good feeling about this
The enemy might have the same appearance as him but he won't hold back in the slightest!
Cairo immediately entered his Mana Cloak State along with the power of the Hydra. His mana cloak once again have snack scale patterns in them and he can feel a vast amount of power coursing through his body
However, to Cairo's shock, his doppelgänger actually did the same thing as him. The doppelgänger can also use his Mana Cloak State that has the power of the Hydra!
Cairo's face turned darker at that and he launched himself at the enemy mercilessly
The long staff of the two clashed but neither of them gains the upper hand. They have the exact same level of arm strength and seems like the bad feeling that Cairo has is turning into reality
Cairo exchanged thousands of blows to his doppelgänger but the result was still the same. It was a draw since they have the same arm strength
"Could this be an exact clone of me with the same level of power?" Cairo thought to himself
It's not like the doppelgänger was just doing the same thing that he was doing. The doppelgänger just has the exact same fighting style and ability as he does
This doppelgänger is like a clone that copied a hundred percent of his power
If that is the case, then how can Cairo defeat this enemy? That question didn't last long in Cairo's mind before the tower once again gave him an answer through his instincts
Since this clone has the exact same power as he does, what Cairo needs to do is to surpass his former self. He needs to become stronger in this fight! That is what Cairo feels that he should do
Deciding to trust his gut feelings again, Cairo's attacks turned relentless. He raises his long staff in the air and a swirling ball of sand gathered above him
Aside from the sands, he also condenses other elemental attacks but the doppelgänger just does the same
The original and copy clashed again and again. Cairo might know what to do but it's not like surpassing one's limits is as easy as breathing
They are called limits for a reason! It was not easy to break through the limits in a fight. Cairo needs more time and desperation
With none of his attacks working, Cairo coated his long staff with raging lightning while his clones teleported himself
Cairo went to chase his enemy. The two suddenly had a battle of teleportation and they were unable to catch each other
This goes on for quite some time before the doppelgänger coated his long staff with fiery fire
The long staff of the two clashed with each other again. One staff was raging lightning in them that seems to want to pulverize everything that hinders its paths. The other staff on the other hand had a fiery fire that wants to burn everything in this world
The hands of the original Cairo start to burn from the hot temperature of his enemy's long staff. The doppelgänger wasn't in the best condition though as his hand was also burning with blisters forming near it
The Long staff of if the two trembled as they did their best to overpower the other. However, no matter how much strength they poured in, they just couldn't gain the upperhand at all
Because of that, the two moved away from each other again before firing attacks from the distance
From their staffs, long and thick vines came out. The two sets of vines met and entangled each other
Both of them has the plan of absorbing the life force from the other. However, since their abilties are equal, the amount of life force that they gained is also the amount of lifeforce that they loses
The vines were busy absorbing each other's life force while their caster raised their other hand
Cairo condenses another large ball of fire above him. The ball has so much energy it can easily obliterate a whole Kingdom
The doppelgänger on the other hand condenses water above him. When they waved their hands, the fire and water ball collided with each other
The collision produces a powerful explosion that sent steam into the area causing the visibility to lower


Blood Sand Town

A place that lived up to its name with the amount of blood that was spilled on it

Cairo is a youth on the verge of death when an old man suddenly fell from the sky and gave him a second chance

A chance to become a Mage that he yearned a lot!

Coincidence or not, Cairo won't waste such an opportunity. He promised himself to become a mage as strong as he can be!

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The MC won't be a kind hearted man, if you are not fan of that, I apologize

Cover not mine, I can take it down if it is yours

Artic was quite surprised by his reply. But it didn't take him long to pull himself together. In general, he expected such an answer.
After a few minutes of staring at the bull in the space, everything around him changed. And then he found himself in the place where before he was, and only Liaka was with him at the time.
Liaka looked at him and smiled lightly.
"You've beamed to an empty place, haven't you?»
Artic approved it with his head.
"I think every member of the group is beaming somewhere. After the beaming, they face an opponent and without killing the opponent. They can't get out of their place again.»
Artic said.
Artic actually pretty surprised when he saw Liaka was confused. It was his first time seeing the Liaka this confused and thinking like that.
"You're right, a scorpion appeared before me. it was a law user. Something in my head told me to fight him. I found myself here after I killed the scorpion.»
Artic had made something clear in his head with the reply of Liaka. Some kind of force had taken them into that area and forced them into a battle to the death. If they didn't win the war, they would die.
Meanwhile, a light appeared immediately on the right side of Liaka and Artic, and after the light gone Verun appeared.
After Verun looked at, Artic and Liaka's face, he understood the situation without the need to talk.
Mystics were already intelligent and thinkable people. They were getting stronger with thinking. It wasn't hard for them to think of and find the answer to this problem.
Verun and Liaka were immersed in the conversation. They thought who was in the most danger. That's when Liaka looked at Artic and started talking.
«Artic, everyone in the group has their duty. I and Verun are mostly on the front lines. Hammir will back us up on the defensive issues. Meanwhile, Cindirel and Milvin launch attacks from a distance. In this case, those two girls are the most in danger. Hammir has the physical qualities to protect him, but. Cindirel and Milvin are not very good at one-on-one battles.»
Meanwhile, Artic shook his head and asked a question that had been in his mind. So if everyone's doing anything, what's it for him and Anabel? They didn't say anything about it.
«Liaka, What Do Me and Anabel Do»
Liaka sat lightly on the floor and started to pull the grass off the floor and started talking. It seemed that he was stressed by his face and movements.
«Anabel is an expert in supporting us from behind and slowing down her opponent. You have a general structure that can be useful to us in remote attacks and sudden attacks.»
After Artic heard about this, something began to happen in his head. He was putting the group in his way, like a chess table.
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Milvin was looking at a 5-foot-tall spider. he had attacked the spider with broken glass pieces and she was out of breath.
"It specializes in the Spider Web Law and has two different abilities.
Milvin thought.
Milvin's abilities specialized in remote attack and counterattack.her first skill was known as Glass Particles and it allowed Milvin to create and attack small but strong and sharp glass fragments within at least 300 meters... It's a pretty simple skill, so the only rule was that you have to wait for three seconds before you using it again.
Her other talent was a talent known as the Glass Mirror.
Milvin's true power would come out if her opponent was attacking from a distance like himself.
The Glass Mirror covered the entire area with a glass mirror and directly affected the opposing opponent with the same attacks. The important point here is that if the opposing opponent's attack hit him, the other side was taking the attack directly as true damage when the Glass Mirror ability was active. That's why it was a very important skill.
Milvin spent some time attacking the spider from a distance. His goal was to try to use the spider's true talent. Shortly afterward, a spider icon appeared above the spider's head, and a straight web of needle-thin web began to come directly towards Milvin's head. it was pretty fast, but Milvin was waiting for it.
«Glass Mirror»
With Milvin whispering, the needle thrown by the spider hit the net directly into the mirror, and as it hit, the Spider collapsed. A few minutes later, Milvin found himself in his previous place.
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Artic Liaka and Verun were talking when light appeared next to them, and the person who appeared was Milvind.
Everyone took a deep breath inside and they waited for other member groups to come.


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"Artic"
"When the chessboard closes, the king and the pawn are will be placed in the same bag."
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Artic was a young student. He often struggled with his thoughts in his mind and tried to survive in the modern world. He was smart and liked to read, but he also liked to think about different things in his mind.
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Artic was killed trying to help a woman who was attacked. When he opened his eyes, he was in a different land with a voice in his head. Where he was reborn in the same body, people could have divine powers or possess special powers by developing their knowledge and philosophical perspectives on issues.
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We see what Artic choose for his special powers and what kind of person he will be in a new fantastical world.
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You left Mira in a high school hallway... by herself. "What were you thinking?!" I banged the palms of my hands against my forehead. What kind of idiot leaves their best friend in a hallway alone that-?
      I never got to finish that thought.
      I had been heading toward the cafeteria, so I could get some water from the kitchen. Mostly because I didn't really want to help Mira lean over the bathroom sink and drink from there. I mean I would, if i needed to...  I just figured she'd be more comfortable with a cup.
      As I came up to the back entrance directly into the kitchen, I found that it was already open, and ocupado.
      Amber Seer stared at me from where she was crouching like Gollum in the cabinet.
      I really hoped that my face wasn't as red as it felt.
      I rubbed the back of my neck. "So, what brings you here?" Seriously, why is she here??
      She shrugged. "I think you know."
      I cautiously stepped through the doorway and into the kitchen. "Listen," I put my hands in front of me. "You don't-"
      Before I could finish, she thrust out her hand toward me, causing a giant row of jagged red-tinted glass to rapidly sprout toward me throwing me back against the wall. Which of course was lockers, and not a wall.
       Well that hurt.
        "Ow," I managed as I slid down the lockers and onto the floor. "Hello to you too."
        "You know something Agent Framer?" she didn't wait for me to guess. "The Mirror sent you to this miserable dimension to fulfill Operation Heir...Eight months ago."
        she causally walked toward me, edging around the row of glass that she'd made in the school's floor, probably ruining it forever.
        Through all this she'd been fiddling with her red-glass pendant on her necklace, but now she loomed over me, and looked me right in the eyes.
        Piercing bronze, meeting dull gray.
        "Amber, I have a feeling she's here. I can feel I'm getting closer-"
        She held up a hand to stop me.
        "I don't have time for this, I have a message from Peirce himself," she reached into her black leather tailed coat for a small slip of paper.
        She cleared her throat. "'Dear Agent Framer, I regret to inform you that if you do not successfully return with my daughter by the end of this month, you will be taken off of the Op, and I will appoint Agent Seer as your replacement,'" She let the hand that was holding the note fall against her thigh, and looked at me with an exasperated expression. 
        My jaw dropped. "But, it's the middle of the month!" I looked up at her to see if she was serious.
        She raised an eyebrow and shrugged, as if to say; Well that's sucky for you.
        I put my head in my hands and sighed.
        I felt a body beside me.
        I turned my head toward her with my hands still holding my head.
        "You know that I'm counting on you to find this heir, because I do not want to waste my time trying to find some snotty high schooler."
        Snotty. I thought. I guess it could be Vopper, but I didn't believe that the heir would be snotty.
        I raised my eyebrows. "You know you are technically a snotty high schooler too? Right?" 
        She slapped me. Looks like she can warm up to a person.
        She stood. "Well I hope you find this heir," she put the note in her coat pocket. "and soon," she opened the locker next to me, thrust out both her hands, then brought them apart like she was pulling apart two sliding doors. A Mirror portal opened in the locker swirling like batter in a mixer. She waiting until it stopped and resembled a mirror before saying "Good luck," and stepped through the portal like she was stepping through water.
        I slammed the locker shut.
        "Thank goodness she's gone," I looked around me at the long row of red glass, and the dented locker behind me.
        Well she forgot to get rid of this glass.
        Or just didn't care.
        Most likely  the second option. I really hoped it would go away, and soon because I can't Shatter anyone else's glass, nor could anyone else in The Mirror. I stared at the sharp edges of the glass spikes when suddenly the glass started to blink from red to a darker red and back to the lighter red.
       Fading glass. I thought. Smart.
       Soon the glass slowly  edged its way back into the floor, sealing the tiles back behind it. It almost looked like it was never there.
       The locker however was another matter.
       I just hoped that no one noticed the giant dent in the long rows of lockers. Probably not. Right?
       I stood with much difficulty and got back to what I set out to do originally. I swiped one of the Styrofoam cups from the cabinet that Amber had been crouching in earlier. She also hadn't closed the the cabinet door, it was a good thing I was here to clean up after her. Jeez. I filled the cup with some of the tap water, since we were cheap and didn't have any filtered water. The kitchen ladies counted their plastic water bottles in the fridge every day, so I couldn't take one without them knowing. They were very protective of their water bottles.
       I walked back into the hallway with the water and set off toward Mira.
       
       Then the lights went out.

       Mira.

Mira is a descendant of The Mirror. The Mirror is a millennias old kingdom, who have been protecting the world from The Shard.
The Shard has been The Mirror's arch enemy for over 3 million years, which was when The Shard broke off from The Mirror and it's ways...The  Shard's main purpose is to annihilate The Mirror, and all mankind.
The Mirror has been looking for the heir to their throne ever since The Shard stole the child and dropped it somewhere in a distant dimension...on the planet Earth.
Mira is that heir...If only she knew...

Getting back to her feet, Anna stood and surveyed the mess created. There was broken glass everywhere and the mirror lay sadly on the ground. Anna groaned at the thought how long it would take for her to pick up the pieces and to tidy the mess she had created. As she turned to seek out a dustpan and brush, the sun beamed through the window directly onto a shattered piece of the glass. A bright laser reflected off a broken shard piece and hit the mirror stand. Before Anna could realise what was happening the broken glass began to rise from the floor and by a blink of an eye had reformed onto the mirror stand with no sign of broken glass.
Anna looked at her reflection in the mirror her pink personalised hoodie had seen better days and she certainly could do with a haircut but there was something about her eyes she had never noticed before. Anna grew closer to the mirror to look at the piercing reflection when without warning, the reflection jumped out.  
Anna thought she'd lost her mind, she worried she had banged her head when she dropped the mirror but was adamant she hadn't. Yet here stood in front of her, was a clear reflection of herself. 
From the long blonde wavy hair, with her bright blue eyes and scattered freckles across her face. The scruffy converse trainers which had seen better days and her comfy blue denim jeans. The only remarkable difference between her and the person standing before her was the personalised pink jumper. Her mum had bought it Anna a few years ago for Christmas. A hot pink jumper with fleeced lining with Anna in Script font across the centre of the jumper in clear white text. Yet the person styled a similar jumper yet hers read annA.

When Anna moves to a different town she has to get to start again making new friends and learning to blend in to the crowd. But after a run in with an ancient mirror, a strange character appears and ensures that Anna does anything but blend in. 
Follow Anna as she tries to understand who this character is and face the long battle ahead for inner peace or an unexpected death.

Every memory played like a song in my head, repeating itself again and again.
"Seri." He says.
"Stop calling me, stop it." I shout. He was standing beside me or was he?
The pain surged over me with every expelled breath, reaching higher peaks. My lungs felt empty despite my long intakes of the damp air. Tears began to spill from her helpless eyes.
"You know I'll be back." he says.
"No, I know you won't, why are you making fake promises?" I say but my voice breaks because of my sobs.
I look at myself in the mirror. I open the tap and splash water on my face. I splash the water again. I splash it harder. I want to forget everything. I want to forget every bit of us.
In the water-drenched mirror, I see him. He was standing behind me.
"Why I am seeing you everywhere? Stop, could you?" I say.
My eyes were red. My forehead was burning. That wet dress was stuck to my skin. It had turned translucent at some parts. I open a drawer. I pick up the lotion and throw it on the floor. I throw everything from the drawer on the floor. I step back and lean on the wall.
My throat was burning. My voice box felt heavy. It felt like couldn't take any more pressure. My head was about to blast. I feel the muscles of my chin tremble. My stomach aches as I cry harder.
I move my hands to my hair where they remain for some time. I turn towards the wall.
I press my head against the wall... trembling. I can't-can't stop. Even as I press my hand against the wall it shakes, it trembles. I can't stop... I can't stop. Why can I not stop crying?
I turn again and look in the mirror. I bend closer to the mirror, all my body pressure on the marble slab. I look at the mess on the floor. The muddy footprints. Broken bottles. I start opening every drawer, searching like crazy. Not caring if anything fell or broke. Not minding to close it back. I pull a drawer so hard that it's hinges break and it falls on the floor. I look at the shelves. I pick it. I look at me being insane. My hair was already very messy. I take the scissors and chop my hair. The locks fall in the sink. Some locks fall on the floor. I cut some of them till my neck. Some of them till my chin. I didn't care if they were unequal. I look at the floor and then in the mirror. My eyes were swelled up. My hands were bruised. Blood coming out from the fresh wounds had turned the silver scissors red. The scissors slip from my hand and fall on the floor, I feel excruciating pain in my chest. I press my fist hard against my heart. I couldn't even identify where all I was feeling the pain.
The rain was crashing harder and harder on the windows. Clouds had become like buckets with holes. The wet dress was causing irritation on my skin.
As I move back, I step on a broken glass bottle, which cuts my feet. The tap water had now filled the sink completely and was dropping from the slab on the already slippery floor.
"Why me?" I say
I fall on the wet floor with a thump. The floor was cold. I look around me. I look at those glass chunks. I had made this mess. I am responsible for it.
If this is how my life is going to be, I don't want it anymore. A part of my brain was trying to calm me. But the part thinking about him was dominating. I have to get up. I can't do this. It's wrong to even think about this. What was I thinking? What is happening to me? I stop crying.
Slowly I try to get up but I quickly realize how futile I am when I had to bite my lip to keep from crying out. Sharp pain lance through my head and colourful spots flash in front of my eyes, it felt like my whole body had been beaten and every movement caused some muscle or bone to ache. I grab a corner of the slab and try to pull myself up. I look at the glass pieces.
It would be easy if I end it now. It will take more strength to walk back from the endpoint where I am standing now.
"No Seri, you are being reckless." I hear him say. He was standing beside me and his eyes were as if he was feeling my pain. I ignore him and limp to the nearest glass piece. I hold on to it with my trembling hands. My heart was beating like it was going to break out from my ribcage.
This an easy way out, why can't I just do it? I just have to move it across my wrist.
I pull all my left energy. I bring it closer to my left wrist.
"Slit it." A voice in me says.
"No, you can't do that. No, don't slit it." He says kneeling beside me. I close my eyes. It was dark. I feel the edge of the cold glass on my left wrist. Finally, I can't feel anything. I can sleep.
"No, you can't do that." Min shouts. He runs towards her and pulls out the glass piece from her fingers.
"Seri, you can't do that. No." Tears start escaping his eyes. He feels their saline taste.
Her skin had sunken into a dep blue-tone, something so lifeless that it scared me just to look at her. His eyes close and he sucks himself into a deeper place to cope. 
'Is she mad? How could she play with her life like that?' He thinks. He carefully moves to her trying not to trip on the slippery floor. He holds her hand to look at the wound. His body was panicking, his heart was beating like crazy. He nestles her in his arms and carefully walks to her room. He lays her on the bed. 'I can't take her to the hospital. She was trying to commit suicide, she'll be behind the bars.' He thinks.
'Come in quickly with the First aid kit.' He dials and cuts immediately after saying the words. As he touches her wrist a chill runs down his body. Her body temperature was dangerously low. Her body was losing heat faster than it was producing heat. Her blood vessels had constricted to reduce the heat dissipation from her body. The right amount of oxygen-rich blood was not getting circulated due to the narrow pathways. He was panicking inside. He runs another call and then starts moving around the room.  He opens the cupboard and takes out a towel. As soon as he closes the cupboard door, he gets a little relieved to see Ji-hun. Hi-Hun was standing frozen at the room entrance. Seri's skin had turned the darkest shade of blue. Her lips were grey and there were cuts all around her arms and feet. What knocked the air out of his lungs was her wrist. Ji-hun takes out his phone but before he could dial anything Min snatches his phone.
"No, you can't call the police or ambulance. I called a doctor. For now, do as I say." Min says. Both of them were in cold-sweat.
"Trust me. I'll not let her die." Min says.
"Hypothermia led to Cyanosis. We have to reduce the constriction of her blood vessels. We need to increase her body temperature. We don"t have time. Help me, please" Min says. Ji-hun could see the fear in his eyes.
Min takes the First aid kit and keeps it over a towel on the wooden floor. He gets on his knees and sanitises his hands. He then wears the white rubber gloves. 'I can do this, I just have to trust myself.' He thinks. 
He takes out the tweezers from the first-aid box and cleans them with an Antiseptic Spot. Using the tweezers, he carefully takes out the chunk of glass embedded in her wrist. As he keeps it on the towel, his hands start trembling as he sees blood gushing out. He takes a towel and rolls it and keeps it under her arm to elevate it. He puts a Gauze pad on it putting a little pressure. After a few seconds, he removes it. He inhales deeply as sees that the blood flow had slowed. He disinfects it with an antiseptic patch. After that, he takes out two Needle-less stitches. He carefully puts them on the cut and then covers it with a gaze pad. Ji-hun sees his sweat dripping as carefully seals each stitch. He then opens a new Gauze pad and puts it over the stitches. He uses the medical tape to fix the Gauze pad on the wound.
Ji-Hun lays a blanket on her. 
"Massage her palm." Min says without looking at him. He then disinfects the other cuts. His eye falls on her dressing table. He picks up the Vaseline tube. He puts it on the minor cuts. He moves to her feet. He carefully repeats the same procedure. Ji-Hun looks at Min working without even blinking his eyes. After covering all the cuts, Min moves to Ji-hun and takes Seri's palm from him. 
"Her clothes are drenched. Her body needs to be dry so that it can become warm." Min says rubbing Seri's palm. He looks up as hears the ruffling of feet. 
"I'll take it from here." Dr.Oh says. 
"Her clothes are in that cupboard," Min tells the nurse. She nods.
"You did well. Heat some towels in the microwave." Dr. Oh says. Without thinking twice, Min takes out the towels from her cupboard and starts walking out of the room. Ji-hun keeps staring at their uniform logo.
"Bring her medicine box. She probably keeps it downstairs." Dr.Oh says to Ji-hun.
"Is it safe to leave her like this? If Min called them, he must really trust them." He thinks and moves out of the room.
He moves down the stairs and starts looking around himself.

Everyone is in the same game; just different levels,  dealing from the same hell; just different devils. 

Many lives, one story.
Hanzo Ken, an extraordinary high schooler, the upcoming CEO of the world’s biggest company, with life looking all glitter..but what about the real side? 
Zeal, the glamour of the entertainment industry. Is the smile of the king of K-pop real?

Is what visible to the eyes the truth?
Can you love without feeling pain?
Ambition or Love?

A tech.. An idol. An unordinary girl. A healer. All together. Rain.

Every scar has a story.
 
Every person you know, has a person you don’t know.
Every person you meet, is fighting a battle you know nothing about.





Note: All the characters and place in the story are purely a string of imagination. The matching of names in real life would be coincidental. Several references have been taken from the internet. All rights have been reserved.

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