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... he mirror fractured with a sound like steel grinding bone. Shards of glass didn’t fall—they hovered, orbiting Akira in a jagged circle, each piece reflecting a different version of him.
Bloodstained hands. Cold, merciless eyes. A blade dripping red.
The whispers swelled, rising into a chant.
Akira Daisuke. Akira Daisuke. Akira Daisuke.
He froze. His grip on the katana tightened until his knuckles whitened.
“...Tch. So that’s how it is.”
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