When the door was opened, Ember was startled at first, but the scene in front of him suddenly made Ember fall into a panic.

In the darkness, there are mirrors, which seem to be boundless, enclosing the entire space, making it difficult to distinguish between real and virtual.

The surface of the mirror is smooth and deep, like a black hole, reflecting a faint blue light, which in turn refracts light of various colors in other mirrors, forming a strange world.

Ember stood in place, his heart racing, and he reached out his trembling hand, trying to touch one of the mirrors.

His hand touched the mirror, and the cold feeling was like a cold air directly invading his bone marrow, and he shivered, looking at his own reflection, distorted and deformed in the mirror, as if he saw a strange person.

There was a strange smell in the air, like damp soil, like distant stars.

Ember began to feel a little out of breath, as if the air here was thick and every breath required all his strength.

Suddenly, from the depths of darkness, a beam of light illuminates a small space.

Ember saw a thin figure appear in his sight, it was a girl, her eyes were as bright as stars, and she had a strange and mysterious smile on her face.

The girl walked towards the embers, and with each step she took, the reflection in the mirror changed, as if every possible future was unfolding in an instant.

She came up to Ember with a deep glint in her eyes, and then softly told him, "What do you see?" ”

Ember looked at her in horror, he didn't see anything, he just felt fear, deep fear.

Then he heard his own voice, echoing in the darkness: "I didn't see anything!" I saw only myself, and countless myself! ”

She looked at the embers, her eyes flashing with understanding and sympathy, and replied softly, "Yes, this is your answer, and the fear in your heart. But did you know that in every mirror, there is a new world, and each world has its own unique rules and possibilities? ”

Ember looked at her, the fear in his eyes beginning to be replaced by a strange curiosity, and he asked, "You mean, all I see is ...... Mirror? ”

She smiled and nodded, "Yes, you see the mirror, you see your own shadow, but you misunderstand what it means, you see your fear, but you misunderstand where it comes from. ”

She held out her hand, and a bright mirror appeared in her hand.

Ember looked in the mirror, he saw himself, but this time he saw something more, he saw his heart, he saw his fears, but also his courage and determination.

He looked in the mirror, looked at his own shadow, and suddenly realized something.

It was an illusion, but it was not entirely an illusion, because in the depths of the mirror, what he saw was not just his own shadow.

It was a different self, a self he had never known, but who had always been by his side.

The shadow, it wore clothes he'd never seen before, made movements he'd never seen before, and even had expressions he'd never had.

It looked like a completely different person, but it was so familiar, as if it had been living deep inside him, waiting to be discovered by him.

He began to talk to the shadow, asking where it came from and what it wanted to do.

But the shadow did not answer him, just looked at him quietly, as if waiting for something.

He was confused and terrified.

Is this shadow his hallucination? Or is it the projection of his soul, in the mirror?

Or is it his future, his past, or his inner self?

He began to study the mirror, hoping to find the answer.

At this time, the embers looked at themselves in the mirror, the soul behind the skin, that was his essence, his core, his self.

Although his face was created by his own hands through the technique of sewing corpses, it was only his shell, and his soul was the real him.

He saw his own eyes, deep and bright, like stars in the night sky, shining with wisdom.

He saw his smile, warm and kind, full of love for life and care for people, he saw his determination, firm and fearless, even in the face of difficulties and challenges, he never flinched.

Ember reached out to touch the self in the mirror, which was his true self, and his fingers passed through the mirror, but the cold mirror touched the cold mirror, and the feeling made him stunned.

It turned out that the self he had always wanted to touch was so far away, so untouchable.

Ember suddenly felt a deep sadness, his eyes filled with tears, and he looked at himself in the mirror, the image of that soul, the self he had always wanted to touch.

He knew that no matter how good his technique was, no matter how perfect his skin was, he would not be able to truly touch that self.

Because this is not his physical body.

An inexplicable melancholy welled up in Ember's heart, an incomparably deep sense of powerlessness, and his soul seemed to be thousands of miles away from his body.

He tries to find a connection, a touch with the true self, through each self-gaze in the mirror.

However, each time he could only see his own shadow, the self reflected by the mirror, was just an image of nothingness, unable to touch the soul deep inside him.

Ember suddenly understands that what he has been pursuing is not external perfection, but inner true self.

Ember knew that he had entered a space full of illusions, and that he had to stay awake at all times to get himself out of these empty mirrors.

Ember took a deep breath, trying to calm the panic inside.

He stared at the mirrors around him, each reflecting a different scene, dazzling as if it were a dream.

Ember tells himself that this is just an illusory labyrinth, and that only by clearing his mind can he find a way out.

He began to look closely around for possible clues.

Ember saw himself reflected in a mirror, but it wasn't what he remembered, his hair grew longer, his eyes took on a deep blue, and his clothes changed into bizarre designs.

Every time you blink, the image in the mirror changes, as if there is some kind of foreshadowing.

Ember stepped forward along the Hall of Mirrors.

Each mirror invites him to pause, as if there is some seductive secret hidden in it.

However, he knew that if he was bewitched by these illusions, then he might never be able to leave this space.

Suddenly, he heard a melodious flute melody with a sad and charming melody, and the embers couldn't help but stop, tracing the source of the sound.

He knew that this could be the key to finding his exit.

He searched in the direction from which the sound of the flute came, avoiding traps and psychedelic sights along the way.

When he came to the end of the Hall of Mirrors, he saw an ancient stone door with mysterious symbols carved on it.

Just as he was about to touch the stone door, the sound of the flute suddenly stopped, and the entire space fell silent in an instant.

Ember felt a sense of foreboding.

He turned his head and saw that in a mirror behind him, there was darkness, as if something was approaching.

Ember took a deep breath and unnaturally touched a few silver needles in his hand.

His heartbeat seemed to be synchronized with the unknown approach, each beating was like a drumbeat, and the silver needles were cold in his hands, and he held them tightly, feeling their presence.

At this moment, a chill hit him from behind, as if something hit him on the shoulder.

With a pang in his heart, he immediately jumped forward, and at the same time, the silver needle in his hand shot backwards.

However, the darkness seemed to be faster than him, catching him in an instant.

Ember only felt his whole body tighten, a huge force, pulling him backwards, his vision instantly blurred, the world around him was spinning, and he tried to stay awake.

Then, everything was gone.

The darkness was gone, the stress was gone, and only Ember was left standing alone in front of the mirror, he looked at himself in the mirror and took a deep breath.

The unknown, the dark power, all of this filled his heart with fear.

Ember fell asleep......

When he woke up, he found himself in a strange space, surrounded by mysterious energy, he looked around and saw a mirror standing in the distance, the light reflected in the mirror, illuminating the space.

A strong feeling rose in Ember's heart that he needed to explore the space and find the secrets hidden within.

Step by step, he walked towards that mirror, each step bringing him closer to the truth.

Ember discovers that this space is an ancient ritual field, and its power is used to seal a catastrophe.

And this disaster was brought about by the Mirror of the Dark.

This is a very important piece of information because it reveals the role of this space and its history.

Ember needs to handle this information with caution, as the power of the ritual field that seals the Mirror can be very powerful, or it may be an unknown danger.

Ember may need to look for other clues to learn more about this ritual field, including how to activate its power, and how to safely control it.

In the ancient 'Ecstasy Mirror Array', embers seemed to have lost their way, as if they had fallen into an endless labyrinth.

Is his shadow reflected in the mirror, or is it an illusion of another world?

He walked along the smooth mirror as if it were never-ending, and the sound of his footsteps echoed in the empty mirror palace, each step as if stepping on the rhythm of time.

Suddenly, they found that their shadows began to change, distorted forms, as if to tell some information that they could not understand.

A cold wind hit, and the embers shivered.

The mirror in front of me suddenly cracked, and the woman, as if a ghost, appeared again.

Seeing that Ember had been tossed enough by this Ecstasy Mirror Array, she said to Ember with great interest: "Master, if you want to get out of this Ecstasy Mirror Array, you must first understand your heart, and only those who have untied the knot in their hearts can take away the Soul Mirror." ”

Ember looked at the woman, his heart full of doubts and uneasiness.

He didn't know who she was or what she was going to do.

However, he knew that he had to follow this woman's guidance in order to come out of this ecstasy mirror.

The woman smiled, led the embers, and walked into the world in the mirror.

In this world, Ember saw the depths of his heart, his past and future, he saw his pain and struggles, and he also saw the possibilities and hopes of his future.

Ember begins to reflect on his past and think about his future.