Chapter 61 - Episode 61 Into The Mirror Of Undoing

📖 Whispers of the Moon

By Rapwizzy Debaron

Episode 61: Into the Mirror of Undoing

Darkness.

Weightless.

Cold.

That's all Juvia felt the moment the mirror swallowed her whole. It was like falling through ink—no ground, no sky, just silence… until—

THUMP.

She landed on her feet, barefoot, in the middle of a cold, circular room. Stone walls. A faint dripping sound echoed. Torches flickered to life on their own, revealing a younger version of herself, sitting curled in the center of the chamber—crying.

Juvia's breath caught. She knew this moment.

Her 10th birthday.

The one no one came to.

Even her brother.

Even her parents.

Even… Ha-jun.

The girl turned slowly and stared at her. "You forgot me."

Juvia took a step forward. "No… I didn't."

"You erased me," the younger version whispered. "You buried me in all the love stories and time travel and fate. But I'm the part that broke first."

Juvia's knees weakened. "I didn't forget you. I carried you."

"Then why do I still cry?" the girl snapped. "Why am I still alone in here?"

Suddenly, the chamber shattered like glass—and reformed.

A school rooftop.

The wind howled.

This memory—

It was the day Juvia first confessed to Ha-jun. Or rather, the day she meant to… but didn't.

She saw herself hiding behind the water tank, watching as Ha-jun laughed with another girl. The jealousy. The heartbreak. The fear.

Past-Juvia whispered, "He'll never love someone like me."

Present Juvia whispered back, "He already did. You just didn't believe you were worthy."

The vision twisted again—

Now she stood in the hospital.

Her mother on the bed. Her father yelling on the phone. Juvia, sixteen, pressing her hand to the glass and wishing she were anywhere else.

"I should've stayed," she muttered. "I shouldn't have run."

From behind her, her mother's voice echoed—not real, but remembered. "You always run when it hurts, Juvia."

Tears welled in her eyes.

Suddenly, mirrors appeared all around her, each showing a mistake, a failure, a fear. Some weren't even hers—they were versions of her, from erased timelines. In one, she killed Ha-jun. In another, she married someone else and cried every night. In another… she became the Warden.

Her breath grew shallow. She dropped to her knees.

"I can't take this…"

But then—

A light.

A single thread of silver glowed in the air, descending like a soft string from the moon.

She looked up—and saw a memory not of pain, but love.

Ha-jun, reaching out to her in the snow, when she was shivering and alone.

"No matter how many versions of you exist," he said in the memory, "I'll find the one who needs saving the most."

Her tears fell freely now.

She stood.

Faced the mirrors.

Raised her voice.

"I am all of these versions. The broken ones. The strong ones. The girl who failed. The girl who kept trying. I won't run anymore."

She extended her hand.

The mirrors trembled.

Then shattered.

The chamber exploded in white light.

And she stood again—this time back in the temple, on her feet, breathing hard.

Ha-jun rushed to her. "You're back—!"

She collapsed into his arms, sobbing—not from pain, but from the release of everything she had carried alone.

The Warden stood silently.

"You faced your undoing," he said. "You did not run."

Juvia looked up. "So what now?"

The Warden slowly knelt and handed her a single shard from the broken mirror. "Now… you decide what to do with the girl you used to be."

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To be continued…

🪞 The Mirror is broken, but the truth remains. What will Juvia do with the pain she accepted?

💬 Was this her most emotional trial yet?

❤️ Like if you felt her pain—and her strength.

🔁 Share this with anyone who needs to be reminded: your past doesn't define your future.

📌 Follow Rapwizzy Debaron for Episode 62 – a new threat looms, born from the broken glass.