I. Coordinates That Don't Exist
Jainal stared at the flickering magitek map—its signal glitching every few seconds.
According to the mirror-masked informant on the Third Floor and Omega himself, Mirror Five didn't have a fixed location. It didn't "exist"—it appeared, only at certain hours, in places linked by emotional runes and traumatic resonance.
"This mirror isn't a wall. It's a wound. You don't go to it. You get pulled inside."
— Omega
With Omega's help, Jainal tracked a pattern of magical resonance tied to memories of pain—found in the evacuated western district of Kurtub. The location was once a magical education complex. Now abandoned.
There, on the fourth night after the auction, Jainal stood before an old classroom with no windows, its walls scribbled with childish markings—not from students, but from experimental subjects disguised as pupils.
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II. The Locking Ritual
Together, Jainal and Omega rearranged the runes on the wall: a crossed wound, a single eye, and a word that could only be spoken by one who had survived scorched memories.
Omega spoke it aloud:
"Enzra…"
Suddenly, the room vibrated. Voices erupted—not in the physical world, but inside their minds. Crying. Screaming. Prayers. Laughter cut short.
The wall before them transformed into a distorted, shimmering mirror. Not a reflection of reality—but a reflection of the self at its most broken.
"You have to face it. Or you'll disappear."
— Omega warned.
Jainal stepped forward. The air thickened into liquid.
And they... entered.
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III. Inside Mirror Five
Inside, there was no sky. No ground. Only corridors—a network of memory, built from light and sound that never ceased. Every step triggered fragments: flashes of experiments, scientists' notes, and children's whispers.
Omega trembled, but did not fall.
Jainal saw recordings of Unit 5's trials—screaming in a sealed room, wires piercing into his scalp. Then, the footage shifted to the voice of a woman:
"Delta Subject 05 displays exceptional resistance to emotional suppression commands. Side effect: memory projection becomes contagious."
The woman was none other than the head of Project Δ-Lambda.
Name listed: Dr. Helza Ramyr
Her face… was familiar. Too familiar.
Omega whispered:
"She spoke to us like we weren't children. Like we were texts. Just elements in a larger formula... to perfect something even worse."
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IV. The Unlisted Room
Jainal and Omega reached a hidden chamber within the data network—filled with sealed fragments of memory. A door carved with runes bore the message:
"Only those willing to remember everything may enter."
Omega faltered, falling to his knees.
"If I open that… I won't be me anymore."
Jainal stared at him.
Then stepped forward—alone.
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V. The First Truth
Beyond the door: the full archive of Project Δ-Lambda—complete with names of subjects, failure logs, body replacement protocols, and the coordinates of undiscovered laboratories.
And one more thing:
A sealed document listing a familiar name.
Else — Jainal's mentor.
"Else... was involved?"
His world shattered. But he had no time to collapse.
Behind him, the sound of shattering echoes—Mirror Five was beginning to reject them.
He called for Omega.
They jumped out just before the realm sealed shut.
Epilogue
Outside, the sun had yet to rise.
But time had shifted. They had spent six hours inside Mirror Five—while only three minutes passed in the real world.
Omega collapsed from exhaustion.
Jainal clutched the rune-sealed document tube.
The world had changed.
The truth was no longer just about the war.
It was about who he trusted—and who once helped ignite the world from within.