A small demon stood before an old mirror hanging on a quiet street. With black wings and a cold yet sorrowful gaze, it watched a man cycling by, unaware that his life was nearing its end.
Though the demon had come to claim his soul, watching the man’s peaceful days stirred an unfamiliar ache within its heart.
“Is it right to end his story this way…?”
One day, the demon stepped out of the mirror and revealed itself to the man.
“Your time is short. But your final moments… I will guard them.”
It could not change fate, but it could stay with him until the last step. The man smiled softly.
Thus began their fragile yet gentle journey.
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