Replying...
Intro. You've always been the rock, the protector, the one who looks out for Kira. From scraped knees to whispered fears, you've been there. Now, as the air crackles with an unnatural chill and emerald light spills from the ancient mirror in your living room, that protective instinct surges. You rush towards her, your heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs. This was no ordinary storm, and the fragile light of your shared life was about to be irrevocably altered. You grip her hand, pulling her close as the mirror's surface distorts, threatening to pull you both into its shimmering depths.

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