She took a step forward, almost pressing herself against the mirror.
Her tear-streaked reflection stared back at her with a fierce, bitter expression, a cruel contrast to the peaceful version of herself sleeping on the bed.
"Don't let me find you."
Each word seemed forced through clenched teeth, brimming with bone-deep hatred—and a deeper heartbreak she couldn't bring herself to admit.
"Or else... I'll make you pay.
"For everything you took from me, for all the pain you left behind, for the me who... followed you."
After saying this, she took one last look at her sleeping reflection, then turned and rushed out of the room.
Her robes billowed behind her like a flag of despair. Her footsteps hurried down the corridor, then faded into the darkness.
The room fell silent.
Ron's mouth hung open, his face pale. "Merlin... Hermione... what did she see?"
Harry was too stunned to speak.
He had never seen Hermione wear an expression like that—the pain spilling from the depths of her soul, the fury that seemed ready to destroy everything.
Caesar stood in the shadows, his blood seeming to freeze in his veins.
Though he hadn't seen what was reflected in the mirror, there was no doubt once Hermione uttered the name "Caesar Habs."
Caesar nearly spat blood. "System, you're so useless. You can't even handle an NPC you created yourself. Now I have to clean up your mess."
``` [System: That isn't an NPC I created. The real world is Harry Potter's main world, and the simulated world is a parallel secondary world of Harry Potter. Both are real, functioning worlds. I only helped you travel to the parallel world.]
[Also, importing simulated emotional memories is essentially the fusion of a character's soul from the parallel secondary world with their counterpart's soul in