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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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Kiaran's Interlude : Part 1

A middle child in a family was always forgotten. He was not important nor a burden; he was just there. It did not matter whether he disappeared or not; no one would notice anyway.

Kiaran had always been the one who waited. He waited for someone to look his way. He waited for someone to notice and be there for him.

He had been waiting for a long time for that. He was born into a supposedly happy family where his father may or may not be a criminal. His sister was trained to be a criminal. And Kiaran was there, yet no one noticed.

He was such a loveable and caring person, hanging onto every word that the people he loved uttered toward him. He would always wait for them to come his way. He would always be there for them until the end.

He craved attention. He craved affection. He craved everything.

Until he didn't.

He was only two years old that day. Too young to remember anything, too young to experience anything. God knows he was too young for anything that happened to him.

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