All Chapters of THE REFLECTION GAME : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The tension in Sanctum of Mirrors was thick as the senior staff of the school gathered in the Principal’s Chamber. The grand circular room, illuminated by enchanted chandeliers, exuded an air of authority. At the center stood Principal Katie, a tall, composed woman with piercing green eyes that seemed to see through souls. She folded her hands behind her back, waiting for silence. To her left sat Headmaster Ewan, a stern man known for his mastery of elemental magic. Next to him was Headmistress Liora, who specialized in dreamscapes and illusions. Around the table were the other senior teachers: Professor Armand of combat training, Professor Evelynn of spell theory, and Professor Helia, the youngest, who oversaw magical artifacts and their histories. “Thank you all for coming on such short notice,” Katie began, her voice steady yet firm. “I’ve called this meeting because of recent... disturbances within the school.” Liora raised an eyebrow. “Are you referring to the Crescent studen

--- A Narrow Victory They regrouped in the woods behind the school, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. “That was insane,” Mia said, collapsing against a tree. “What if he comes after us?” “He will,” Anna said, holding up the journal. “But now we have something to fight back with. This journal—look at it.” She opened the journal, revealing sketches of ancient runes and notes about the Reflection Game. At the center was a detailed map of the Sanctum, with markings that seemed to indicate hidden passageways and artifacts. Logan frowned. “He’s been tracking the game’s influence here. And these markings... they’re connected to the anchors. He’s been trying to locate them.” Mia’s eyes widened. “Why would he do that? Isn’t the game over?” Ryan shook his head. “It’s never been over. It’s just... dormant. He must be trying to reactivate it—or use its power for something.” Anna’s stomach churned. “We need to take this to Principal Katie. She has to know what’s going on.” --- A Sec

Deep in the mountains, hidden beneath layers of enchanted mist, stood the towering fortress of the Obsidian Crescent Academy. Unlike The Sanctum of Mirrors surroundings, the Obsidian Crescent exuded an air of menace. The dark stone walls were etched with glowing runes, and the grounds pulsed with chaotic energy. Inside the academy’s central hall, Selene, the formidable leader of the rival school, stood before a gathering of students. Her black hair cascaded like a waterfall over her sharp shoulders, and her piercing silver eyes held the room captive. “ The Sanctum of Mirrors they can stop us,” Selene said, her voice laced with confidence. “But they underestimate the power we wield.” The students roared in agreement, their loyalty to her unwavering. Among them were elite warriors, shadow manipulators, and spellcasters trained in the most dangerous forms of magic. Selene turned to her second-in-command, a tall boy named Damien with scars tracing his forearms. “How are the preparat

Selene stumbled back, her shadowy aura flickering like a dying flame. The light from Anna and Lyra’s combined attack illuminated her face, revealing an expression of pure rage. “You think this changes anything?” Selene hissed, her voice echoing unnaturally. “This is just the beginning!” Anna stood firm, her breathing heavy but her resolve unwavering. “It’s the beginning of your end, Selene.” Behind them, the battle intensified. Logan and Ryan worked tirelessly to hold the barriers, while Mia led a group of students in pushing back the shadow creatures. Finn darted through the chaos, using his agility and quick thinking to sabotage Obsidian Crescent’s offensive strategies. Damien, Selene’s second-in-command, snarled as he approached Mia, his dark magic coiling around him like a serpent. “You’re out of your league,” he growled, launching an attack. Mia dodged and retaliated with a bolt of lightning, her eyes blazing with determination. “You’ll find I’m full of surprises.”

Anna sat upright in her bed, her breaths coming in short gasps as the whispers intensified. She clutched the shard, its surface warm and pulsing faintly like a heartbeat. The whispers weren’t just voices—they were warnings. The others stirred as Anna’s panic woke them. “What’s going on?” Logan asked, rubbing his eyes. Anna held up the shard, which now glowed brighter than ever. “It’s doing something… I think it’s trying to tell me something.” Mia frowned, pulling the covers off. “Or it’s trying to trap us again. What if we’ve unleashed something worse?” Before they could debate further, the shard emitted a sharp, high-pitched hum. The sound pierced through their ears, forcing them to cover their heads. A wave of energy burst forth, filling the room with blinding light. When the light dimmed, the group found themselves no longer in their dorm but in a shadowy, desolate landscape. The shard floated before them, spinning rapidly. --- A Test of Trust A booming voice ec