Reviewing my current situation, there are a few things i know. One is that i was somehow thrown into a place full of mirrors which I can only assume or i will call the mirror dimension.

Two is that I was sucked into a mirror for reasons unknown to me and three, and the most important detail is how do I get out of here. I paused my thoughts and looked unto the ensuing war, despite my current form being untouchable and invisible from the rest, it’s not assuring enough that it will last.

And if the worst-case scenario happens where my ‘abilities’ goes to nothing, then my rate of survival here is pretty much close to zero. Maybe even god himself would be reluctant to save me from this death trap.

On another note, i gazed at a particular direction and saw that the battle between ‘hero and demon’ was pretty much over. The demon apparently named Belial, lost an arm with his axe cracking in several places. I felt that even hitting it with my fist is enough to shatter it to pieces just by judging its current condition.

While the ‘hero’ is somehow still in good condition. He stood tall against the massive demon in front of him, with the only injuries sustaining his body being his frazzled hair and some blood leaking out from his mouth. His eyes were full of arrogance and assuredness toward his opponent.

Maybe knowing that he has won this battle and that there was no more need to expend more energy. The demon didn't react as he had a different expression, and despite being wounded and sliced in several places, even losing an arm, he didn’t keel over and escape.

The tense situation persisted between the two and yet i felt that something was wrong with the situation. Why wasn’t the blond-haired man finishing the demon off? Didn’t take me long to figure out why as they started conversing once more.

“See? Did i not tell you that battling against me is fruitless? I mean why did you bother to try in the first place? The situation will always be the same no matter what war we fight in Belial.”

“That is not true.”

The demon finally spoke, and his voice contained power and pure malice. His words resounded on the battlefield with some Humans even going mad, they looked as if they became demons themselves, bleeding from their eye sockets as they turned to their allies and killed them with pure madness in their eyes.

While the Humans were being affected by pure madness and slaughter, the demons got somehow stronger as their auras full of killing intent burst out even more as they tried turning the tide against the humans who were slowly winning.

The chaotic situation became even more chaotic just from Belials’ words alone, and yet the blond man didn’t seem to care and even chuckled a little saying, “Petty Tricks.”

All of a sudden his aura amplified with pure Holiness as if god himself descended. He gripped the handle of his swords with both hands as he stabbed the bladed point to the earth,

The crazed soldiers went back to normal and were even healed of their injuries, receiving a boost from the overflowing aura the man was giving out as they screamed Victory, charging towards the ferocious demons as some of them seemed to have imploded on themselves.

The blond man gazed back to Belial and mocked, “So this is your Final Stand huh? Alright well fun times over Belial, see you on the next battlefield.”

He pulled out his sword from the earth and was about to slice the demon’s head off when suddenly, he stopped just as he was about to make contact.

All of a sudden i felt my instincts warning me to run away but by then it was already too late. Because for some reason, he turned in my direction and locked eyes with me.

His blurry face no longer became blurry, with his appearance becoming more and more clear. Then i saw it, i saw his face. A face so handsome that it was enough to start wars over, a face so perfect that I was becoming slightly self-conscious of my own appearance.

But that isn’t the problem right now, his deep blue eyes were boring down on me as if he realized something. He turned back to Belial and Belial also saw me. The moment we locked eyes I seemed to have realized something.

The memories of my past were slowly becoming clearer and just as i was about to remember it, echoing laughter rang about.

I heard the blond man’s laughter as he looked at both of us. Like he just figured something out.

He removed his blade from the demon and pointed it against me. But he turned his gaze towards the demon and said, "I see.”

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The moment he said that he appeared right in front of me. I closed my eyes and waited for death to come but strangely it didn’t.

Opening my eyes I saw that the blond man was only gazing at me, looking at me up and down with an apparent smile on his face while he did it.

“So this is it huh, I thought that it would be grander.”

“Um, what do you mean?”

The man appeared surprised by what I said and replied, “I see, well it’s nothing important really.”

He stopped scanning me and stood still, gazing into my eyes as if he was trying to find something out from me. He smiled once again and said.

“Hm okay, alright goodbye now.”

Just as I felt the presence of death encroaching me, I saw that a massive demon stood between me and the blond man. His aura was indeed weak and almost fragile, and yet for some reason he blocked the blond man from even coming near me nevertheless.

“Belial, get out of my way.”

“No,” he replied in a deep voice. I didn't understand why he was protecting me since there is no reason to. Aren't demons supposed to be the bad guys in this situation?

“I see. Then die with him if you want.”

The blond man’s sword shone with pure divine light without a moment’s notice. He charged at us with full force but Belial responded by swinging his massive axe at him, its pure force was enough to decimate everything around the blond man’s surroundings.

And yet he himself was not damaged. Their weapons collided with the result of one of the weapons shattered to pieces as it fell to the battlefield below.

Belial stood tall with only the handle of his now former axe in his hands. He didn’t seem to mind that his weapon was destroyed as he tossed his handle to the side.

He turned back to me and gave me a deep look. I looked back as I didn’t know what else I should do. The next moment, I was shocked at what happened.

The Demon named Belial, smiled. Not of the evil and malevolent kind but of the pure and joyous kind. He gave a smile so kind that it was unbefitting of a demon of his stature.

He turned his attention back to the battle but by then it was already too late. The moment he turned back his head was separated from his neck as his body vanished into ashes, no longer was there a demon named Belial on the battlefield.

For some reason, i looked back at the blond man with some anger in my eyes, an emotion i felt for reasons i did not understand. I just felt angry.

The blond bastard walked slowly in the air, approaching me bit by bit with every step he took, it looked like he was enjoying this moment. Yet for some reason, there was utter rage on his face. His face twisting grimacing as if he was missing something.

“You! Why You? Why was it you!”

He slashed his sword to the side, sending shockwaves down below into he battlefield as it decimated both humans and demons alike. He then pointed his sword at me and continued.

“Tell me, why was it you?!”

“Huh?”

I replied with utter confusion on my part. I didn’t understand what he meant, why me? Why did i get sent to this hellhole of a place? I would also like to know.

The blond man seemed to have simmered his temper down, then looked coldly at me with indifferent eyes. “Very well then. I guess ill have to find out for myself.”

The man appeared right in front of me in a split second, his sword shone with a brilliant light as it was a few centimeters away from my neck. Without even being able to react, i closed my eyes and waited for my inevitable death.

…And yet it did not come.

I opened my eyes again and expected Belial to come back but it was even stranger than that.

I gazed at the whole situation and realized that all of them froze into place. Looking back, I saw that there was only madness in the man’s eyes as he tried decapitating me like Belial. Yet even he froze.

Without a moment’s notice, reality itself seemed to have broken as cracks were appearing all over the place. Like the sound of a mirror breaking, reality shattered on itself as it fell into the perpetual darkness my surroundings were replaced with.

Looking around i only saw darkness everywhere except for one place. And it was a door. Thinking that maybe it led me back home, i walked hurriedly to it and opened it without thinking.

A bright light consumed me as I entered it. I opened my eyes again, with me only seeing one thing as pure despair was creeping unto me once again.

I was back in the Mirror Dimension.

I looked down at the ground with fists gripped as i thought i was done. I thought that maybe i could go back home. That i could finally go back to her.

All of a sudden, a rush of pain penetrated my head. I fell to the ground as i held my head tight. A rush of memories penetrated my head, making me feel like someone stabbed a dagger into my head and twisted it in all sorts of directions.

The pain lasted for what seemed like an eternity when in reality it was only for a few seconds. The memories stopped coming in, stopping the overwhelming pain i have gone through.

Relieved that it was over, i sat back up and analyzed the relevant information given to me. And combing through the various parts of it, i finally remembered something that was connected to my past.

It was my name.

My name is Marc Soren.

I see. Marc.

But that was secondary to another piece of information i got. Something that was more important than my own name, and i don’t know why, someone i deemed as more important than my own self.

In my memories, I saw someone. I saw the woman’s eyes as she looked back at me with pure love. Overwhelming affection that even thinking about it makes my heart beat with intensity, yet also a sense of longing for that affection, for that person.

The problem is i could only see their eyes. Everything else was blurry. Seemingly nonexistent. But despite it, she must be someone very important to me. That is enough.

Gaining motivation to keep moving forward, I felt that I must find out who this woman to me is. And more importantly, there was a feeling inside me of wanting to go back to her. I trust it and so i kept walking.

I walked around once more into mirrors, trying to look into their situation. Expecting that maybe one of them will lead me to another situation like last time. Since maybe, these mirrors might be my ticket out of here.

All of a sudden, I saw a mirror. I felt that this one was different from the rest. The image was blurry but I didn't hessite and touched it with my fingers.

In the next second, a bright light consumed me once more.