Prologue 1

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Ah, my dear beloved

'Huh? Who said that?'

A noble flower of evil

Truly, you are the most beautiful of all

'I don't think I am.'

Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who is the . . .

'Wait, who are you?'

Those guided by the dark mirror,

as long as your heart desires,

take the hand that appears in the mirror.

For me. For them. For you.

We are all running out of time.

No matter what,

never let go of my hand . . .

A pale hand reached out of the mirror, and her body moved like a puppet on strings towards it.

'Wait, who's controlling my body!?'

Her hand grabber the pale one and as she was dragged into the mirror, she blacked out.

Welcome to the villains world, Evadne.

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