Chapter 53 The War Of Mirrors

• When the world sees two of you— One clean. One cracked. You don’t fight to prove who’s real. You fight to prove who still feels. The Ullen Spire once hosted peace talks between rebel factions. Now, it was a stage for war.
• One woman entered from the south, wearing old armor, dust on her boots, scars on her lips, and fire in her voice. Kira Jorin.
• The other entered from the north — unscarred, pristine, in silver-stitched robes. Eyes glowing with artificial purpose. Kira Prime. Across the world, feeds activated. This wasn’t just confrontation. It was confirmation. One would emerge as the face of rebellion.