The Magic Mirror: Here to Take My Life

Audrey's mirrors were naturally far from ordinary. Not only were their surfaces large and clear, but their frames were also exquisitely crafted from pure silver inlaid with gold thread and gemstones.

"Come over here too. This ritual needs someone to witness it."

He said to M.

Arrodes's rules required a third person to witness the questions and answers, satisfying its bizarre obsession with making the questioner socially embarrassed or suffer. Although Luther felt that mirror would not dare do anything to him, the proper procedure still had to be followed.

"Swish, swish."

After M came over, Luther lit a candle before the large full-length mirror. Then he sliced open his finger and used his blood to draw a mysterious symbol on the mirror's surface—the symbol belonging to the magic mirror, Arrodes.

A moment later.

"Whoosh!"

The room began to turn cold and dim as chilling gusts of wind howled through it.

"Meow?"

Luna's azure eyes curiously followed the invisible wind, her little head turning along with it.

At the same time, the once-clear mirror became unfathomably deep. Ripples spread across its surface as dark red Ancient Feysac Script appeared one character at a time: "You have summoned the great Arrodes."

The dark red writing, combined with the gusting chill wind, looked extremely terrifying. Yet the room's one living person, one split personality, and one cat were not particularly concerned.

Luther continued watching expressionlessly.

The writing on the mirror kept appearing: "You must abide by the corresponding principles. For every question you ask, you must answer one...!#@￥@!*"

Before the second sentence could fully appear, it suddenly changed. A jumble of chaotic characters formed, as though whoever was writing had been gripped by immense terror. Moments later, the bloody writing vanished, replaced by a string of pale, trembling Ancient Feysac Script: "Great