'Huh?'
'A very intrusting illusion,' Alex thought, seeing various figures manifesting in his surroundings, with all of them bearing his face.
Alex saw a copy version of himself clad in light armor made of pitch-dark leather, with a dark feathered cloak enveloping most of his body, leaving only his right-hand side exposed.
Another version of himself appeared, clad in dark armor accented with golden lines and a crown atop his head. Six familiar knives floated behind him, appearing exactly the same as he had looked a few days ago.
There were multiple other versions whose appearance matched how he looked in different stages of his life, but there were also those that looked nothing like he had ever looked in both of his lives.
Yet Alex knew all of them, like the one wielding an ebony dark staff with a winged skull cloaked in ever-burning ashy gray flames, was how he envisioned himself after acquiring the Legacy of the Dark King.
