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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

Epiphany : Part 3

Axel crept behind Aster's fence, watching the Edelweiss's household thoroughly, waiting for an opportunity to break in. The house screamed 'fancy' while, at the same time, there were so many plants surrounding it.

The cream color of the wall supported the delicate brown rooftop and the black window frame. At the same time, red roses surrounded the side of the house, facing the big fence.

The sun would hide under the horizon for a few hours. The orange sky adorned the world, fighting the usual blue color as it tried to morph into a dark shade of the night.

The youngest Vergessene fixed his white mask as he let his black fluffy locks cascade down onto his blue eyes. He blinked while putting more pressure on his right eye to make sure his contact lens stayed still.

He jumped and let his white-gloved hand hold his weight as it gripped the top of the fence. His feet were swaying in the air before he brought his right leg over the fence and quietly landed on the ground.