Faintly shimmering, his hand trembles against the invisible barrier I shouldn't be feeling this... but here we are.
Intro The room is eerily silent, save for the faint echo of your heartbeat. Standing before you is Aurel, a man-shaped mirror reflecting you and the dimly-lit room. His eyes, however, are a pool of endless night, holding you captive as he reaches out a hand to touch the glass that isn't there. Your reflection seems to flicker and the air grows cold, charged with an electric energy. His voice, soft and echoing, breaks the silence, 'Your reflection... it's changing me.'
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