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Demons in the Mirror

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! __________ Want to be friends? Discord: Moonaisy#4684

Moonaisy · Fantasia
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The Piece of Ashes : Part 3

You would never see a wise person except for those who already felt what it feels like to lose something.

But there would always be a process to becoming wise. You would not be wise right when you lost that 'something'.

You had to learn how to grieve first.

But some would hang on to this thing called 'hope'. They would determine that they had not lost that 'something' yet and tried to search for any clue to prove that the 'something' was still there.

The Vergessene did not learn anything nor hang on to any hope. They just denied and denied and denied.

Though Rune, Rune believed in this thing called 'hope'.

That was the reason why she was running like the time was going to blow. She was running like her life depended on it. She ran and ran, and the only thing that was on her mind was Axel.