Mirror Fandom

Until the same nightmare repeated for seven consecutive days: Grandma was hung by silver threads under the purple sky, screaming silently. Until the bedroom wall oozed blue slime, and surveillance cameras captured her crawling in an anti-joint position and carving strange symbols in the corridor. Until grandma's relic - a copper pocket watch without hands - the first star lit up by itself at midnight. Uncle Chen rolled up his sleeves, and there was a glowing Mala in Malayalam on his arm: "Your grandma is the seventh great witch in the Mirror Realm. She exchanged her real name for the freedom of mortal dreams, violated the forbidden law, and her soul was imprisoned in the psychedelic hell - there are seven levels of torture, and each level is erasing her existence." The only person who can save her is you. Lin Xi stepped into the mirror world - reality was completely upside down. Under the purple sky, supernatural events were signals for help: The crying wedding dress walks on its own in the middle of the night, the backward clock tower traps time, and the self in the mirror can speak... Every level of hell needs a key - not a weapon, but an emotion: The most painful memory, selfless kindness, irrefutable love, the courage to accept imperfection... The price is that with each floor, Lin Xi's "real existence" becomes more transparent. Until she discovers the truth that overturns everything: Grandma's real crime was not to create a dream, but to discover the basis of the rule of the Grand Council of Witches—— The nightmares of mortals are the fuel for them to keep the parallel world running. "It took your grandma seventy years to reach the seventh floor," the gray-robed witch said, "and you only had seven days. She was trapped because she didn't dare to face her biggest fear - are you ready?"