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Demons in the Mirror

{On Hiatus} Everyone had the exact replica of themselves in the mirror. It was just the shadow of yourself, a shape of a person imitating your every move. What if I tell you, the mirror was just a barrier for another world- for another copy of you? Another copy you would be terrified to see. A demon version of you. Every people in this world had a counterpart. Everyone had a demon of their own, living freely of their will in the world inside their mirror. The exact replica, yet different stories they were living. Different conflicts, different choices, and different endings. The Vergessene family always had been the strongest of both worlds. The family of the strongest criminals in the human world and the family of the strongest anarchists in the demon world. Different yet the same. Both of the worlds weren’t supposed to be aware of one another. Both worlds weren’t supposed to cross with each other. But the demon version of the Vergessene family lost their youngest one. He died at an early age, too young to leave the world; he never made it past seventeen. Until they found out their youngest one had the exact replica of himself and snatched the human version of him away. __________ Take notes that this is a slow-burn novel, so it's going to be slow :D Also, this novel is really dark. This is a found family with forced adoption. You can clearly see from the synopsis that the family is really messed up. Trigger warnings for manipulations (A LOT of them), blood, body horror, graphic fighting, unhealthy relationships, panic attacks, anxiety, PTSD, depression, dehumanization, suicide, and swearing. Anyway, enjoy your stay in this book!

Moonaisy · Fantasia
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141 Chs

Adreanna's Interlude : Part 2

Adreanna was born perfect.

She was perfect in many ways. But not in the way you think. She was perfect in a general way.

She never shed a tear. Never laughed. Never showed any kind of emotions. She was the perfect doll, a beautiful one. A really gorgeous doll.

When she was born, her mother thought that she was mute. She never talked or cried for two years. She was just a living doll that happened to be born into an unfortunate family.

She was just two years old that day. A cat was staring at her, and the young girl tilted her head at it. It quickly followed her movement, and Adreanna felt like she wanted to follow the cat.

It was a weird feeling. She wanted to hold it. The cat had a weird colour. It almost looked red. She liked the colour.

When she approached it, the cat ran into the woods, leaving some trails behind for her to follow. The girl slowly followed the cat. Her sparkling blue eyes scanned the area and focused on the cat's footprints.