Click!
The sound of a doorknob turning rang out. Then the door was pushed open from the outside, and a man dressed in a black suit walked in.
He glanced around the room, then headed straight for the neatly made bed.
Behind him, Cyril's face suddenly appeared in the dressing-table mirror, peering out with curiosity.
"Is this the father Will Auceptin chose for himself? I wonder if he's still Doctor Aaron."
"Come to think of it... Will must be over a thousand years old by now, right? He's probably rebooted quite a few times. There must be enough of his parents to make up an entire army."
Crack!
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of the illusory Mirror World shattering suddenly echoed in his ears.
"Don't be so stingy. Your body's still in my hands."
After he said that, the sounds of glass breaking around him grew clearer.
So stingy... Cyril muttered inwardly. He held the wheelchair with one hand and reached out with the other, pressing it against the air.
Without a sound, an Illusory Door appeared.
Once he had taken Will Auceptin's "corpse" out of this Mirror World, web-like cracks suddenly appeared all around him.
Crash!
The Mirror World seemed to have suffered a blow too heavy to bear, and shattered in an instant.
In the real world, the deep, dark mirror on the dressing table in the bedroom where Will Auceptin had just rebooted suddenly broke.
"Hm? Why did the mirror break?"
In Cyril's bedroom, ripples of deep blue light suddenly spread across the full-length mirror in the corner. Then Cyril dragged the wheelchair and Will Auceptin's "corpse" out of the mirror.
After thinking for two seconds, he put the wheelchair and the body back behind the mirror.
"I feel like a murderer trying to