The whiteness vanished as abruptly as it had come. Orphyn found himself standing before a **black mirror** twice his height, its frame carved with bones inscribed in unfathomable runes.
But the true horror lay in this:
**The mirror did not reflect him.**
Instead, it showed:
- **The Little Girl** standing behind him—but in the reflection, her smile stretched **too wide**, splitting her face in half.
- **Lyxia** staring back with one eye—the other a **seeping void** of black ink.
- **His own shadow** moving independently, scrawling something on the ground in smoke-letters.
He bent to read the shadow's message:
**"Your name is next."**
Then—the sound of **a pen scratching feverishly**. He whirled to see:
- **The Dark Twin** crouched in the corner, writing in a flesh-bound book with a pen of bone.
- With every word, **a memory dissolved** from Orphyn's mind.
"Stop!" he screamed—but his voice made **no sound**.
The Little Girl perched on his shoulder, whispering:
*"The mirror is hungry... Feed it your name."*
His right hand rose against his will, erasing his name from the mirror's surface. With each vanishing letter:
- Part of his body **dissolved into ink**.
- **Giggles multiplied** from within the glass.
As the last character faded, the **mirror shattered**, revealing:
**An endless white room.**
At its center:
- A **wooden chair** with rusted chains.
- An **open book** titled: *"Orphyn - Version Null."*
On its final page, in clotted blood-script:
**"Here, all things end... And nothing begins."**