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- #1“make this a webtoon style Chapter 1: Who am I? The first thing Reah noticed was the silence. No alarms. No humming computers. No distant traffic outside her apartment window. Just silence. Her eyes fluttered open. For a moment she stared at the unfamiliar ceiling above her. Intricate silver patterns spread across dark wood panels, glowing faintly as if moonlight had been trapped within them. She blinked. Once. Twice. Where am I? Reah pushed herself upright. The bed beneath her was impossibly soft, the kind of luxury she had only seen in magazines. Rich velvet curtains draped over towering windows, and elegant bookshelves lined the walls from floor to ceiling. Her heart began to race. This wasn't her apartment. She threw aside the blankets and stumbled to her feet. "Did someone kidnap me...?" The words sounded strange. Not because of what she said. Because of her voice. It wasn't hers. It was smoother. Softer. Older. Reah froze. Slowly, she turned toward a full-length mirror standing beside the room's fireplace. The reflection staring back at her stole the breath from her lungs. A woman stood in the mirror. Tall. Elegant. Beautiful. Dark black hair cascaded over her shoulders in gentle waves, curling slightly at the ends. Her skin carried a warm bronze glow, and her eyes- Her eyes were a vivid shade of amethyst. They seemed almost unnatural. Almost magical. Reah took a step forward. The woman in the mirror did the same. "No..." Her hands rose to touch her face. The reflection copied her. "No, no, no, no..." This wasn't makeup. This wasn't some bizarre dream. The person staring back at her wasn't Reah. At least not the Reah she knew. The last thing she remembered was leaving work. The smell of coffee. The stack of blueprints on her desk. A message from her supervisor. Then- Nothing. A sharp pain suddenly pierced her head. Reah gasped and stumbled backward. Images flashed before her eyes. A towering black spire. A sea of stars. Ancient books. Countless magic circles. A name. A title. The Empire's Archmage. The visions vanished as quickly as they came. Reah gripped the edge of a nearby table, struggling to steady her breathing. "What was that?" A cold realization settled over her. Those memories hadn't belonged to her. Yet somehow... They felt familiar. A sudden knock echoed from the door. Three measured taps. Reah nearly jumped. "Lady Archmage?" a voice called from outside. "We heard movement. Are you awake?" Lady Archmage. The words sent a chill down her spine. The servant's voice continued. "The council meeting begins in one hour." Reah stared at the door. Then at her reflection. Then back at the door. Her mind screamed only one question. Who am I?”
Art Style: Watercolor Anime
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