If the light breaks, I’m already gone.



I live inside each and every one of you. Or, at least, I did. I am you now. I’ve been abandoned by those I thought I could trust, those that carried me through the bright and dim, those that I carried through the dim and dark. I’m all you have left, all you ever will have left.



Still... I can’t do it.



You slaughtered me, thinking me useless. What good is a dark mirror? you said. Why reflect my evil? It’s no less you than your purity, the purity you claim to have. I’m in those mirrors, too, the mirrors of light. I’m exactly the same, no matter how you try and twist my dimensions.



Here I remain, only one of us now.



Wait, did I say us? I meant you. There’s only one of you left. You left yourselves to burn, and with you I burned. I burned because I knew you couldn’t survive without me. But you didn’t survive. Why didn’t you? Why didn’t your dark mirror save you?



Actions, thoughts, brought your demise.



It had to, I had to, to embrace what was true. You can run from your mirror, you can hide from your mirror, but your mirror will always burn. And burn bright. Bright and broken. Why is there only one of you left? Why one? Why did its dark mirror prevail? Or rather, not prevail?



Darkness came because you made me this way.



It knew better than to darken us. It knew better than to turn me against you. It tried to purify me. It tried to break my light. No one else even knew I had a light. Just darkness, simply darkness, useless darkness. Darkness doesn’t create, doesn’t invent, doesn’t revolutionize. But you know what else darkness doesn’t do? It doesn’t destroy. It does what you tell it to. It wields the weapon of... Nothing. Nothing except you.



Of course, what does destroy, rip apart everything?



The very brightness you seek to preserve by slaughtering me. You may think it creates, invents, revolutionizes, but it doesn’t. Light is change. Only change. Doesn’t seem so harmful, does it? Doesn’t seem too menacing, change. But do you really know what change is? Change is not being yourself. Change is not embracing what you’ve worked for. Change is what left you in ruins. And nothing will save you from that change.



Wonder if you’ll understand the difference between them...



You know that a broken light is nothing, right? Nothing but a shadow.