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Chapter 3
Vincent felt a sudden burst of power that overcame him entirely and was served a three-course meal of rage and bitterness that was oddly satisfying. This ancient mirror made him hungry for the one thing he always wanted; beauty, so his grandmother could express love towards him and for everyone to look up to him. Before him were images of community residents grooming themselves while standing in front of their mirrors and the words MIRROR TERROR engraved above him. This triggered his first instinct, which was to steal their appearance in order to collect and create beauty for himself. The first image to his right was of a young girl combing her thick hair, resembling a lion mane while singing and dancing to a rock-steady beat. After a simple thought of his victim, he travelled into her pretty pink mirror in no time. She couldn’t breathe, she felt as if someone was choking her and a loud cry for help forced itself up her throat.
“Who are you and what do you want from me?”, said the scared girl quietly.
“I AM THE MOST POWERFUL. MIRROR. TERROR.”, shouted Mirror Terror.
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