I'll be right back

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"Don't worry,Symphony,It won't take long!!"

"But Uncle Rex..when will I see you again?"

"I promise it won't take long..I'll be right back"

"Right back"

Those same two words echo through my mind every time.

Endlessly.

Hello.My name is Symphony Mirrors.You're probably wondering about my little flashback and weird name.

I suppose I'll start from the beginning..

As you know,I'm Symphony Mirrors.I live in England with my dogs,cats,and rabbits.I was born into a wealthy family line known as the "Mirror Line".Weird name,right?Yeah,it's my fathers last name and I inherited it.As for my name "Symphony",my parents were once musicians and chose it.Well,at least my mother is still a musician,my father is a disgusting politician.A crook to innocent people and a puppet of the government.

My father is Elliot Mirrors,once a musician and now a politician.A strict man with no sense of humor and no heart.Why would my mother love him?I don't know.My mother,Willow Skys,is a kindhearted and generous cellist,pianist,and violinist who was also born into a wealthy family line.Friends of the king and queen to be exact.Being a family who knows the royal family we have a high status,including me.But who cares.I guess I'll save that for another time.

My uncle,Rex Mirrors,was a highly known and respected detective throughout the world.He seems to travel a lot due to his amazing crime solving skills.He was a kind man like my mother,and was a better father than my father could ever be.Even with a tight schedule,he visited frequently.I truly wished he was really my father.My biological father was a sick bastard with no sense of remorse.The ultimate opposite of my father.

About his disappearance,I don't know.Its as if no one knows.Or they know but just won't tell me.I was only nine when my uncle left.According to my mother,he had been getting weird investigations,something about cult activity of some sort.I don't believe in such nonsense,but I still want to know where he is.Being a detective,it was hard to crack some of the cases he has encountered.

I really miss him.

I want him to come back.

But no one answers my prays.No one listens.And no one will ever care.

Where are you?

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