"Young Master, don't be hasty. This is the Mirror Realm. Just wait patiently for a moment, it won't be long..."
That voice approached me, laughing as it spoke:
"Very soon, you will meet the person you want to meet."
The Mirror Realm, the secret realm of the Ten Asura Realms, neither real nor illusory. Those with deep, lingering obsessions can have their wishes fulfilled in this place.
The source of that voice had no physical form, just a mass of white mist.
It hovered around me, wanting to get closer but seeming a little hesitant, not daring to come too near.
Before long, the Ten Asura Pavilion where I stood also began to change.
The lake and the pavilion all disappeared, replaced by a wedding hall filled with illusory black and white shadows.
In the hall, wedding fruits were displayed, and red silk was hung everywhere, so vibrant it was blinding.
I froze for a moment before realizing this was a wedding ceremony.
The Mirror Realm changes according to one's mind.
