||Trigger warning: language, gun and attempted su*cide

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Virgil stared at his reflection, what was wrong the mirror!?

Instead of his usual purple, anxiety, self he saw his old self.

His dark self. Evil. Bad. Hated. Outcast self.

"Why the-" he said touching the mirror, unlike usual the reflection didn't do the same.

He backed away, something was very wrong about this.

Suddenly the reflection started speaking, "I'm not in the mirror, I'm inside you" it said with a smirk.

Virgil ran back, as far as he possibly could, his body pressed against the wall opposite of the mirror.

"Let me guide you" it said reaching it's arm towards Virgil.

"FUCK YOU! DIE YOU SON OF A BITCH" Virgil said, reaching for his gun and putting it to his head.

The reflection sighed, "put the gun down" it said, almost. . . bored?

"Bye bye!" Virgil said, finger on the trigger to prove he was serious.

The reflection made no move so, Virgil pulled the trigger.

Nothing...

"Okay I'm still alive" Virgil said, perplexed.

His reflection, which had disappeared, suddenly popped up. "So am I too"

The reflection saw the confusing on the other male's face.

"You can't kill a spirit of you tried to" he said, like it was obvious.

"Oh-" Virgil realised.

"You sold my soul to me, need I remind you?" It continued.

"You technically already reminded him" Logan said.

Virgil and the reflection jumped.

"Where the fuck did you come from?!" They screamed at the same time.

"I was there the whole time, thanks for noticing" Logan said, somehow managing to do an accurate representation of -_-

||Hope you enjoyed, this was one of the better things I've written||