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"It's like looking in a mirror, isn't it?"
Aether laughed, staring at himself. But behind his cheerful laugh was a deep madness, a rage he couldn't control for much longer.
"Not really, we are two different beings with the same appearance. Not the same person."
Aether rolled his eyes at his comment. He expected him to be the smartass type of guy, but he really hoped he was wrong.
The Voidpiercer Wound... this was how its manifestation looked, a copy of himself. But only a copy. Its eyes were darker; if he had to describe it, it was like a pure child that had been darkened by sin and anger. Ironic, isn't it, since he himself fit that description too.
His hair didn't have as much color as his did; it was less saturated. And his pin looked to be rusted.
Yet, he still looked like a perfectly made clone when it came to his face and body.
"Why am I even here, though? Last time, you just gave me your power."
