However, just as Aiden thought he was about to break through the Mirror Abyss, the shattered mirror pieces around him suddenly froze in midair.
They did not fall.
Instead, as if pulled by some invisible Strength, they began to piece themselves back together.
This time, the images in the mirrors completely changed.
There were no grand temples.
There was no false perfect god.
Aiden's steps suddenly stopped.
His double pupils tightened in an instant.
In the mirror, he saw Cheryl.
She was sitting in a valley filled with blooming bellflowers. Beside her stood a man dressed in pure white.
The man's eyes were full of gentleness and understanding. He seemed to understand her strength and weakness even better than Aiden did.
Cheryl leaned against the man's shoulder. On her face was a completely relaxed smile that Aiden had never seen before.
In another mirror,
