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The independent reflection
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The black glass valley was silent except for the low hum coming from my blade and the sound of my own breathing. My reflection stood ten feet away, its red eyes locked onto mine, that cold smile still stretched across its face. It raised its own black blade and dropped into a stance that made my stomach turn.

That stance was mine. Every angle, every balance point, every subtle tension in the shoulders. It was the exact posture my grandfather had drilled into me since I was old enough t

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