At that moment, Angel felt as if even the sunlight shining into the room through the porthole had dimmed somewhat. The half-length mirror hanging on the wall beside her had turned pitch-black, and her reflection inside swayed eerily.
It was as if her own "awakening" was merely part of a dream.
Fortunately, the "Hidden Holy Emblem" hanging from her wrist showed no reaction at all. It was like an ordinary black disk suspended from a silver chain.
After the momentary change, the bright sunlight outside the window returned, even somewhat dazzling. Angel's reflection in the mirror likewise looked over at her in confusion, its expression calm and its eyes clear.
"I'm definitely on the 'Future' in reality right now, so did this fragment of the mirror come 'back' with me?"
Caressing the smooth but nonreflective surface of the fragment, Angel murmured to herself.
According to the "Queen Mystic," I should have entered a strange dreamscape independent of the Future and been attacked by the "reflection" within it... Bernadette's dream was a library, while the dreams of the others on the Future seemed to be around the outskirts of the Black Monastery. Anderson's dream was a mural of the "Ouroboros." Then whose dream was the "reflection's"?
Taking out the Magic Mirror, which was still safely tucked against her chest and remained intact, Angel tried performing Magic Mirror Divination on the fragment.
"Mirror, mirror, tell me the origin of this fragment."
The hazy image shrouded in mist was pitch-black. Just as Angel thought the divination had unsurprisingly failed, a familiar figure appeared in the darkness.
It was herself.
No, more precisely, it was her "reflection." The bracelet and ring were worn on her left hand, while the "Knight Bracelet" was on her right wrist. This "Mirror Person" had her eyes tightly closed,