All Chapters of THE REFLECTION GAME : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Four months had passed since Anna, Logan, Mia, and Ryan started their journey at The Sanctum of Mirrors. The once unfamiliar halls of the supernatural school had become their second home. They had adapted to the daily routine, getting used to the peculiarities of their new lives, and slowly began to form relationships—some friendly, some not so much. Each morning, the group gathered for breakfast in the Grand Hall. The long, cavernous room was filled with the chatter of students, all from different realms and backgrounds. The walls were adorned with paintings of ancient magical creatures and landscapes, a far cry from the mundane dining halls they were used to. Students sat at long, enchanted tables, where food appeared as if by magic, and the scent of sizzling pastries and hot cocoa filled the air. Anna sat beside Logan, who was staring blankly at his breakfast. Mia, always the optimist, was making jokes to lighten the mood. Ryan, ever the scholar, was immersed in a thick book on a

The following morning, the group woke to the usual tolling of the enchanted bell that signaled the start of the day. The events of the competition still lingered in their minds, but there was little time to bask in victory. The school was relentless in its schedule, and lessons resumed without pause.At breakfast, the group gathered in the Great Hall, a massive chamber with floating lanterns and enchanted windows that displayed shifting images of the outside world. As they ate, the room buzzed with conversations about the competition.“Did you see Zara’s face yesterday?” Mia whispered, grinning. “I thought she was going to explode.”Logan smirked. “Serves her right. She’s been underestimating us since day one.”Elise, ever the peacemaker, added, “Let’s not get too cocky. We’ve still got a lot to prove.”Before they could delve deeper into their discussion, a commotion near the entrance caught their attention. A senior group, clad in their distinctive crimson robes, had entered the hal

The announcement came the morning after their trials in the Hall of Mirrors. Headmistress Seraphine gathered the students in the Great Hall, her voice echoing through the high ceilings. “Today marks the start of a significant tradition for all students,” she began. “Each year, the chosen few are taken to Cravenwood Manor, a historic part of our school. There, you will spend three days testing your limits, bonding as a group, and learning the true essence of unity. Only the senior students have experienced this rite before. Prepare yourselves. The old house has… secrets.” Excitement mixed with unease as whispers spread through the hall. Logan leaned toward Anna. “Why do I feel like this is going to be worse than the Night of Revelations?” Anna rolled her eyes. “Because it probably is.” --- Arriving at Cravenwood Manor The bus ride to Cravenwood Manor was filled with chatter, though the group remained on edge. Mia kept glancing out the window, watching the dense forest grow thic

That evening, as the students gathered in the manor’s grand hall for a brief reprieve, whispers filled the room. Stories of those who didn’t return from the final trial circulated, and a heavy tension blanketed the air. Logan, Anna, Ryan, Mia, and Zara sat together at a corner table, their glowing orb resting between them. “Why does Kael look so smug?” Mia muttered, nodding toward the headmaster, who stood at the front of the hall with his hands clasped behind his back. “Because he knows something we don’t,” Zara said, her voice tinged with bitterness. Anna glanced around the room, noticing how other students clutched their retrieved objects with unease. The seniors, especially Lyra, seemed too calm—like they knew more than they let on. “Why do I feel like we’re playing right into their hands?” Logan whispered. Before anyone could respond, Kael stepped forward, his booming voice silencing the room. “Congratulations to all who survived the maze,” he began. “Your efforts have pr

When midterm break ended, the Sanctum of Mirrors was abuzz with activity as students returned. Anna and her friends walked through the grand gates of the school, their eyes scanning the familiar stone walls and towering spires. Despite the normalcy, the glowing marks on their wrists served as a constant reminder of the Reflection Game’s lingering presence. The hallways were alive with chatter about the break. Students compared spell techniques they’d practiced at home, shared stories of family adventures, and exchanged enchanted trinkets gifted by relatives. But for Anna and her friends, their break had been far from ordinary. --- The Principal’s Summons The next morning, as the students gathered for breakfast in the grand dining hall, an enchanted parchment appeared in front of Anna. The glowing script read: “Anna Nilsen, report to the principal’s office immediately.” Her friends exchanged worried glances. “Why would he summon you?” Logan asked, his brow furrowed. Ann