Rivan stared at the figure — blood-stained doctor's coat, identical face, hollow eyes.
"I am you," the man whispered, "but broken. The you that never accepted death."
Suddenly, the air cracked — a scream without sound burst from the sky. Lunaria grabbed Rivan's arm.
"Don't listen to him! That's your shadow — born from your guilt!"
But Rivan couldn't move. The shadow stepped forward, pressed a cold hand on his chest.
"Do you remember now?"
Flashes. A girl screaming. A blade. Blood.
Rivan collapsed. Lunaria's voice echoed in static.
"You must face your past… or this realm will swallow you whole."
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