Sunny blinked a few times.
"The Demon of Imagination created a system of huge dams… to produce mirrors?"
Saint shook her head.
"Not produce mirrors. To create mirrors."
He raised an eyebrow.
"What is the difference?"
While Saint considered the answer, Sunny looked around the dark church once again, noting the infinity mirrors stretching into the endlessness all around him. The colorful radiance of the stained-glass windows was trapped in them, creating beautiful kaleidoscopes. It was indeed a whimsical and beautiful sight worthy of the Demon of Imagination… and yet, Sunny could not see how Mirage and mirrors were connected.
He knew that there was a connection, though. There had to be.
