Mo Ying gently caressed her scar-ridden face.
The person in the mirror did the same.
She blinked, and the person in the mirror blinked too.
Eventually, Mo Ying put the black veil back on, donning the black veiled hat, but the person in the mirror did not; instead, they shook their head at her.
"You are you, return to your true self!"
The person in the mirror spoke with a tender and gentle voice, and then the mirror shattered, all things dissipating.
When Mo Ying came back to her senses, she found herself standing before the archway, looking up at a line of colorful text.
"To ascend to the sixth floor, one must break the inner demon."
Shortly after, the line of text vanished.
Mo Ying stood there, silent for a long time.
She didn't understand what the inner demon was.
But when Mo Ying touched her face, she realized something.
"After leaving the altar, my face became like this; it is a curse. Could it be that by breaking it, I can overcome my inner demon?"
