Beyond The Mirrors, Prologue

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TW: Brief mention of the F-slur and mild sexism, genocide and mention of Ww2

The world, one big giant rock in an entire universe filled with millions of big rocks. What makes our planet so special is the fact our rock can bring life, from when god created Adam and Eve, from our history and our past and our bright future. From The flowers and the blue skies to our animals, people of different cultures and races and religions and sexual orientations and genders. We are really a beautiful planet.

The thing is, as I learn and grow on this colorful green rock in space, the more I see how black it can be. When I was five years old the second world war ended. I didn't know much about it at the time, I never really payed attention in history class but from what I know, People make it out as a horrifying war against the genocide of the jewish people and against dirty communists. That never really sat right with me for some reason. In every cartoon and in all my history books, America is always the good guy saving everyone from the evil bad guys. Don't get me wrong, The Nazis were evil, the Japanese government was evil along with the Italian Fascists, and of course the Soviets were and are evil. Whenever I ask people why exactly these groups of people are evil I get the same answers:

"They all killed innocent people."

I guess that makes sense, killing people is wrong and horrible, especially 70-85 million innocent people. But The Allies killed millions as well, when I bring up why the allies aren't to blame for killing innocent people. I get the same answers:

"They killed for the right cause." or "The Axis killed more."

I don't think that is a good excuse, I believe that there is absolutely no excuse to murder someone under any circumstance unless defense. A lot of those soldiers weren't even evil and just drafted because they had no choice so in theory they were just killing millions of innocent people, not to mention all the allied war crimes on top of that. I mean, just because someone's ocean of dead bodies is greater than yours doesn't mean yours is justified.

Whenever I bring this up they call me a commie f*g and to go back to the kitchen.

Bottom line is as I grow up, the more death and blood I see, the more war and panic circles around me, for some reason people think they can solve the bloodshed with more bloodshed which is frankley untrue. It's not a justified sacrifice if the sacrifice is human life, It's not for the greater good if you send your soldiers to die in early graves. It's not to "Show those commies" If you throw young men out like chest pieces to be disposable slaves for capitalism and the economy.

What kind of world is this where we think genocide is gonna stop genocide. To paint an April tree or to gun down a disabled child, It's morbidly funny how this world works.

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As The two transferred from the mirror in the long trip to The Other Side of the mirror, The world around her imitating a galaxy as she flipped and turned in this ocean of a portal still holding Matts hand as tight as she could. In the distance (Y/n) could see the end to this portal as she saw that infamous mirror she escaped from that fateful day which was around a week ago. (Y/n) closed her eyes and braced herself to crash through the mirror.

(Y/n) blocked her eyes with her arms, The two crashed through the mirror with a loud impact, (Y/n) went flying into the wall, which conveniently had a mattress by it. The castle was the exact same, eerie hotel like expensive atmosphere that wreaked of the scent of pain and opulence with a touch of gold lined doorways and crimson wallpaper.

'Guess this happens a lot around here.' (Y/n) casually joked.

Matt dusted himself off. From the impact. (Y/n) went over to Matt and reached out her hand to help him up, He shook his head and slowly struggled to get up reaching for (Y/n)'s hand

"Damn it, I missed the matress again, thanks for helping me out kid."

(Y/n) made an okay sign with her fingers fixing the heart sticker by her right eye. "No Problem!"

Matt looked around observantly like he was waiting for something, or someone. "Well now that we are here, I guess It's time."

"Time for wha-" Matt grabbed her hand and started pulling (Y/n) the halls with her screaming, he brought her to a dark corner of the hallway.

"Okay, listen to me VERY carefully, what is about to happen I am not sure of, no not tell ANYONE why I brought you here, Luciano would literally execute me for it. I am counting on you kid okay? So please don't fuck this up."

(Y/n) felt very intimidated but nodded her head 

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Hi, Omg that break felt like forever even though it was less than a week, Hope you enjoyed the prologue to Eyebee Act II, I worked pretty hard on it lol, as ever I take criticism and I love hearing your opinions.  

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