'What the hell is going on?' Chu You stared wide-eyed at his reflection in the mirror, his mirrored self staring back at him with similar shock.
When he scrutinized those grey pupils, he didn't find them to be ill as their grey hue was more akin to the color of aesthetic contact lenses - mysterious and fantastical, as if naturally occurring and inherent.
He blinked, felt no discomfort, 'listened' closely to the conditions of his internal organs, and found nothing abnormal. He didn't feel pain anywhere.
Suddenly, staring at his reflection, he grabbed his right cheek in anger, a wrath so intense it seemed to erupted from deep within!
This wrath was against some nebulous entity - it seemed to be against himself, yet also against an elusive presence? His mirrored self also displayed a face of anger.
Damn you, Immortal! Don't screw up at this crucial moment. If this body problem affects my plans, I....
'Crack crack crack...'
