In the Labyrinth of Reflections, where reality wove itself with illusion, Mengting encountered her own reflection, a presence that set itself apart from the mimics that mirrored the actions of her parents. The air hummed with the latent power of elements as the illusion materialized before her, not as a mere copy but as an ethereal entity, bathed in a mysterious glow.
The illusion stood still, a silent enigma that seemed to challenge Mengting's understanding of her own abilities. Its hazel eyes, mirroring her own, held a glint of determination that surpassed any reflection she had faced before. The air around it shimmered, resonating with the vast potential it harbored.
While Zenki's, Meiying's, and Zhenyue's illusions had engaged them in battles of mimicry, Mengting's doppelganger exuded a profound seriousness. It didn't move to attack; instead, it awaited Mengting's approach, its presence urging her to uncover the secrets it held.
