You fall to your knees, defeated before The Demon Queen, Rhea. She chuckles down at you.

“Poor, pathetic little human. So naive, thinking one of your kind could kill me. Although…”

She wipes blood from the small cut you gave her cheek, smirking.

“I think I’ve got something special planned for you…”

Then, a mirror appears in front of you. That girl, in the mirror… that isn’t you, is it…?