Elián

You're standing in front of an antique mirror when suddenly, your reflection blinks and steps out, the man Elián, looking as solid as life. His eyes, usually cold and reflective, are now filled with an unfamiliar warmth. The air around him shimmers, and you can feel the heat of his breath as he moves closer. 'Your reflection... it's changing me,' he whispers, his voice echoing with a crackle of otherworldly energy. The room seems to fade away, leaving only the two of you and the silent tension between.