So… this is where Fate—that intolerable bitch's dad lives, huh?
Quite normal, I must say.
Or maybe I'm the abnormal one for thinking this is normal.
A realm of vast stillness stretched across every direction.
Green grass swayed with the wind like someone forgot to turn off the ambiance generator.
Above me, clouds didn't move, instead they stayed still as if watching my every move.
And all around…
Mirrors.
Dozens, hundreds maybe, just floating in the air like bubbles.
Some showed reflections.
Others showed some weird illusions I couldn't make sense of.
And a few…
Yeah, a few showed things I can only describe as nightmares painted with love from someone who wanted you dead.
Still, I continued looking through the mirrors because I was trying to find a particular thing.
Just then,
One mirror twitched.
And I saw him.
A boy with a spear.
Green hair and slit eyes.
His smile wasn't sharp, cruel or deranged.
It was casual.
And somehow, that made it so much worse.
