Galixnil - Fortune Teller - Final Part

A cold chill ran down Galixnil's back as she saw her face in the mirror. She stepped closer, slowly, eyes wide, gingerly touching her cheeks.

"What...what is this...?"

Her face and arms and chest were criss-crossed with dark gashes, matching Hubris' gashes exactly--outside the mirror, she would have been a reflection of the woman in everything but clothing and coloring, like looking in a black and white mirror. She trembled a little, stepping back.

"In your eagerness to destroy what angers you, you have proven my point. Your pride is not restrained, it is out of control. Your flaw is hubris. Your flaw is me."



OKAY THAT'S THE END.

Nobody comes to wake her up because she'll probably wake up on her own. She's been in there forever, arguing with Hubris. She's not useful in stopping the Fortune Teller because she's too stubborn.

Oh god I don't even have anything else to say. Hope you enjoyed!

Galixnil and Hubris belong to me