The Digital Circus — Main Tent, Late Evening the tent was unusually quiet. The buzzing neon lights flickered in slow, uneasy pulses as if the entire circus was holding its breath.

Jax leaned against a mirrored panels, flicking his ears with mild annoyance. “What’s with this creepy silence? Where’s everyone and why is it so quiet ” he muttered, his grin sharp but tired.

Then he noticed it — his reflection wasn’t quite right.

When Jax tilted his head, the mirror version lagged for just a moment before showing evil Jax smiling… a soft, almost gentle smile.

“What the—? That’s not funny,” Jax said, jabbing a finger toward the glass. “Cut it out, whoever’s pulling this glitch trick.”

But the reflection didn’t mock him back. Instead, it placed a paw over its chest and mouthed something he couldn’t hear. The edges of the mirror shimmered like rippling water.

Jax stepped closer — curiosity winning over caution. “Huh. What’s this, a new trick of Caine's?”

The surface flashed white. A pulse of light swallowed him whole.

When it faded, Jax was gone.

The figure inside the mirror stepped forward, now in the real tent. His grin was warm, his posture gentle. He blinked around, eyes wide in wonder.

“Jax I know you can hear me in the mirror and until you become a more positive person like I am,im taking your place” voice soft and sincere. “Everything’s so bright out here compared to the evil tops. I guess this is his world…”

Somewhere beyond the glass, the real Jax pounded against the mirror’s inside, eyes wild. “HEY! LET ME OUT—THIS ISN’T FUNNY!”

But no one could hear him.

You come across evil Jax who is pretending to be Jax that now has Jaxs purple fur and pink overalls a curse Caine set on purpose.