Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Donghai furrowed his brow.

"Freedom?"

"Hmm. They want freedom from you all."

Everyone sucked in their breaths, seemingly understanding the hatred from their counterparts.

Freedom!

From what they understood?

Even in the mirror world, their doppelgangers must always be in the exact same position where they stood in the real world.

The only thing the doppelgangers controlled were their hands and legs movements once they in the real world stood still.

You have to know that the moment Dorian allowed them to see into the mirror world, they were shocked by the fact that their counterparts were viciously scratching and beating each other nonstop.

Their counterparts were cruel and very evil, loving carnage and fighting nonstop.

And when the blind covering both planes was removed, their counterparts stopped their fights, now staring at them with burning hatred, as though wanting to drink their blood and eat their flesh for dinner.

The fury in their eyes could not be masked.

They hated that they couldn't walk to wherever they wanted to unless they, the humans, moved in the mortal world.

Don't get them wrong. Once the mortal was stationary, they could fight, jump and even take care of their enemy. But it has to be on the same spot!

Again, the sun in the mortal worlds could also control their heights, shapes and sizes each day.

Bottom line, too many factors played a part in controlling them, and it all boiled down to the mortals they were attached to!

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Additionally, they looked down on their mortal counterparts, feeling them too weak and useless.

Good was bad, and bad was good for them.

They didn't have souls or any spiritual bodies and didn't understand kindness and all those worthless feelings.

They wanted freedom from their mortal counterparts, as well as the mirror world.

You know, no shadow could exist in the mirror world without a mortal counterpart.

What was tricky was that the moment the mortal dies, rots and disintegrates, the shadows will also break down and vanish.

After all, even corpses had shadows. So until the body completely becomes one with nature before they could truly die.

But how was that fair?

They, the shadows, were in a sense immortal.

They didn't grow old but only changed their shapes, sizes and forms.

They were vibrant and wanted to live forever. So why must they die with those mortal weaklings?

The shadows hated them with passion!

Thus, they wanted to escape the mirror world and live in the mortal world forever.

Heheheheh~

Make no mistake.

Once the creature deals with their human counterpart, they could then generate a body very similar to their mortal counterpart and live in this world.

The creatures sent the mortals in there to turn them wicked.

They didn't believe that these mortals wouldn't turn vicious after spending a couple of days, weeks and months in there.

In the end, once the mortal has completely broken down, the creatures will bring them out and allow them to do evil in this mortal world.

From there, it's easy to see how the creatures would harness and enjoy their mortal meal at the end.

And when they do finally decide to take the mortal's soul, the trick is that they, the shadows, have to also be in the mortal world and not in the shadow world, or else they would be bound by the mirror world laws.

Of course, once they and the mortals were out in the mortal world, the mortal won't have a reflection similar to how vampires don't have one.

Likewise, they, the shadows, won't have reflections as well.

How can a shadow have a reflection?

That was impossible!

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Once the mortals finally die, the shadows would grow out their bodies into any shape and form, all similar to any of the mortal's shape and form throughout their lifespan.

It was just that they would have the same face.

But that was alright.

If the shadows wanted, they could turn to the 5-year-old version of the mortals, living in secluded areas.

How would you know?

Like so, the shadows could stay in hiding, committing atrocities for 5 or more generations straight before being public with their images.

By then, the victim's children and grandchildren would be Great Grandparents or dead.

Shadows were immortal and would look like this until they were found out.

Of course, they being shadows meant that no bullets, chains, shackles, or anything of that sort could harm them.

p They would just turn back into shadows and flee to another location.

Only an exorcist can deal with them.

Who knew that these counterparts could appear not just on mirrors but water and probably ever other reflective surfaces?

Gulp.

Everyone swallowed hard, looking at the provocative expressions from their counterparts.

The Grandmaster won't let them out, right?

Whoop. Whoop Whoop.

All 8 silver coins spiraled around Dorian very swiftly after placing his hands in a crossed position against his shoulders while staring at his counterpart above.

His counterpart was probably the only counterpart that looked seemingly harmless and very handsome.

It smiled at him with its hands in its pockets, looking at him lazily.

Even in the mirror world, his counterpart seemed to be a monarch, with the other shadows fearing it deeply.

Tch!

Everyone was dumbfounded, only feeling that Dorian must be a special being to have such a counterpart.

Make no mistake. The lazy counterpart that looked like it was only here for a walk in the park, gave everyone goosebumps.

It took out its hands from its pockets and slowly lay on the ground, seemingly annoyed from Dorian's standing.

It lazily placed crossed its legs and rested its hands behind its head while laying on the ground playfully.

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['Host, why does your shadow look so clean?']

Its host wouldn't be the real doppelganger, wouldn't he?

(o_o)

No. No. No. No.

The system quickly threw that thought away since its host had a soul.

But something wasn't right.

This shadow wasn't ordinary!

The system stared at its Dorian deeply.

'Host, what exactly are you?'

Dorian stared at its counterpart and raised the corners of his lips.

[Do you want to do it the hard way?]

Its shadow chuckled.

[Now is not the time for our little showdown.]