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Demons in the Mirror

Everyone had the exact replica of themselves in the mirror. It was just the shadow of yourself, a shape of a person imitating your every move. What if I tell you, the mirror was just a barrier for another world- for another copy of you? Another copy you would be terrified to see. A demon version of you. Every people in this world had a counterpart. Everyone had a demon of their own, living freely of their will in the world inside their mirror. The exact replica, yet different stories they were living. Different conflicts, different choices, and different endings. The Vergessene family always had been the strongest of both worlds. The family of the strongest criminals in the human world and the family of the strongest anarchists in the demon world. Different yet the same. Both of the worlds weren’t supposed to be aware of one another. Both worlds weren’t supposed to cross with each other. But the demon version of the Vergessene family lost their youngest one. He died at an early age, too young to leave the world; he never made it past seventeen. Until they found out their youngest one had the exact replica of himself and snatched the human version of him away. __________ Take notes that this is a slow-burn novel, so it's going to be slow :D Also, this novel is really dark. This is a found family with forced adoption. You can clearly see from the synopsis that the family is really messed up. Trigger warnings for manipulations (A LOT of them), blood, body horror, graphic fighting, unhealthy relationships, panic attacks, anxiety, PTSD, depression, dehumanization, suicide, and swearing. Anyway, enjoy your stay in this book! __________ Want to be friends? Discord: Moonaisy#4684

Moonaisy · Fantasy
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141 Chs

Absquatulate : Part 1

"I scared him away, yes. But a good manipulator doesn't have to use power to make him obey. You just have to make him believe he is born to be a murderer." The mercenary spat in the haze of anger, ignoring how Axel was standing behind the tree, listening to him all along.

The boy bit his lips at the remark. He knew he was being manipulated. He was aware of that fact. He was aware that he was denying it. But hearing the words from his own brother, he had to admit that it hurt.

God, it really hurt.

"It's a shame really, that you are weaker than me, considering you have power." His brother continued, and Axel found himself trying to ignore everything as he diverted his gaze to the surroundings.

"I am a Machiavellian, and you are just a wannabe." The words remained mocking while his brother's mouth never stopped spitting bitterness.