Chapter 16: "The Girl in the Mirror"
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The mirror didn't reflect the room behind Yui.
Only her.
The girl—same age as him, maybe younger—watched with eyes that shimmered like broken time. Her voice echoed softly, like it was pushing through water.
"You were stronger, before."
Yui's breath hitched. "Before what?"
She blinked. Her hand pressed to the other side of the glass.
"When the first seal cracked. You stood alone, holding the boundary closed with nothing but your will."
Yui shook his head.
"I don't remember that."
Her lips curled into a gentle smile. "Not yet."
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The flame hovered near the mirror now. But it didn't burn.
It listened.
The girl's eyes flicked toward it. Her smile faded.
"It's changing. You can't trust it."
Yui turned. "It's part of me."
"No," she said. "It was. Now it's watching for them."
A pause.
"You need to see the truth."
She reached her hand toward the mirror—and the glass shattered inward, not out.
Yui didn't flinch.
Instead, he stepped through.
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He landed in a field of white.
Skyless. Groundless. Yet solid beneath his feet.
All around him were fragments—floating slivers of moments he didn't remember.
A boy clutching a dying flame.
A girl chained in obsidian vines.
A mirror, bloodied.
A gate, screaming.
And at the center:
Him.
Older. Eyes filled with flame. Standing atop ruins as the world cracked.
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Yui stepped toward the vision.
But before he could reach it—
A wall of silver blades rose between him and the memory.
And standing before them—
Seris.
But not as she was.
Her eyes glowed white. Her arms were covered in shifting runes.
Her voice echoed like a chorus.
"Turn back, Yui."
He clenched his fists. "I need to remember."
Seris stepped forward. "That's exactly what they want."
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A flash.
Suddenly, they were sparring again—like the first time they met.
Only now, Seris moved with deadly precision.
No testing. No holding back.
"You were the lock," she said between strikes.
Yui blocked. Dodged. "And you were the key?"
"No." Her eyes darkened. "I was the backup plan."
She drove her palm into his chest. The world fractured.
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He awoke on the floor of the hidden corridor.
The mirror—now cracked, leaking faint smoke—stood silent.
Lucen knelt beside him.
"You vanished," he muttered. "For five hours."
Yui sat up. His head spun. His palm burned.
"The girl... she showed me something."
Lucen's expression darkened. "Which girl?"
Yui's voice was barely a whisper.
"The one they locked away."
Lucen stood. His face pale. "Then it's starting."
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In the sky that night, a ripple formed.
Not a cloud. Not wind.
A gate.
Invisible to most—but the academy's towers shuddered as it opened.
And far below, in her containment cell, the dormant girl opened her eyes again.
She whispered a name.
"Yui."
And the walls cracked.
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Back in his dorm, Yui stood before the mirror.
This time, there was no reflection.
Just flame.
Burning silently.
Watching.
Waiting.
He looked down at his palm. The rune had fully bloomed.
And now, he remembered a name he had never spoken.
A name not written in any record.
Not even his own.
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"Azrail."
His true name.
Once lost.
Now returned.
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End of Chapter 16.