Nothingness distorted.
And then, Daniela changed.
It was no longer the white void that swallowed her, nor just her consciousness struggling with shadows of herself.
Her body reacted. Her blood responded.
The scales appeared first, spreading across her arm like a black river that branched into grotesque patterns. The green that had once shimred like a pure jewel was now darkened, tinged with darkness—a dense, almost poisonous erald that pulsed as if it had a life of its own.
Daniela didn’t scream.
She laughed.
The guttural sound echoed, reverberating through the abyss, as bones cracked, wings ripped from her back, covered in black feathers that dissolved into smoke before turning into draconic mbranes.
In seconds, she was no longer a woman.
She was a beast.
A demonic dragon, larger than any form she had ever dared assu.
Dark green flas licked her teeth, eyes like two slits glowing amidst the absolute darkness. The ground of nothingness—if there even was a ground—shook as Daniela dug her claws in, each movent radiating waves of corrosive energy.
And it was then that the abyss reacted.
From the depths, creatures began to crawl. They were no ordinary demons, nor distorted mories. They were amorphous forms, mouths within mouths, multiplied eyes that blinked rhythmlessly, twisted limbs that multiplied like parasites.
Beings that shouldn’t exist.
Beings made to devour.
And they attacked her.
Dozens, hundreds, thousands.
Daniela didn’t retreat.
She advanced.
Her roar echoed like a sentence, and the air exploded in erald waves. The creatures were torn apart before they even got close, their bodies dissolving into black dust.
A figure.
That’s what she looked like.
A blur of darkness and green, moving with impossible speed for sothing so large. A sweep of wings crushed dozens. A snap of jaws tore apart an entire swarm. Her claws tore rifts in the void itself, swallowing entire hordes that scread in voices that were not human.
She devoured.
She devoured with her teeth. She devoured with flas. She devoured with her re presence.
The abyss had tried to consu her.
But now she was the one consuming the abyss.
The ground cracked in infinite directions, as if reality itself within that void were shattering beneath her fury. Creatures fell by the thousands, but it didn’t matter—more erged, as if there were no end.
And still... Daniela laughed.
The sound was grotesque, reverberating in layers, half human, half bestial.
"Do you want to swallow ?" Her voice echoed, distorted, as if the dragon itself spoke through her. "I will devour you until there are no bones left."
She opened her mouth, and a jet of green-black fire exploded, cutting the void in two. Thousands of creatures evaporated in a single flash, their distorted screams echoing until they faded.
For an instant, Daniela seed invincible.
An erald figure, a storm of claws and fangs, destroying anything that dared touch her.
But then... sothing changed.
Among the multitude of grotesque forms, a different creature rose. It was no larger than the others, nor more monstrous. But its eyes...
Its eyes were hers.
Green, deep, glowing with the sa hatred that burned in her chest.
Daniela froze, wings spread, blood boiling.
She was looking at herself.
Not as a woman.
Not as a dragon.
But as the Daniela who had feared being forgotten, replaced, invisible.
And for the first ti since she had transford, the beast within her hesitated.
The erald figure trembled.
The figure before her walked.
Her feet didn’t touch the ground, but each step made the void shrink in concentric circles, as if the darkness itself were afraid to approach.
Daniela bared her teeth, spitting greenish embers, but she didn’t move forward.
Sothing was wrong.
The creature had no scales, no flas.
It had her shape.
The body sculpted by the sa battles, the sword that had so often spilled blood, the expression marked by constant fury. But it wasn’t just a copy. It was... rawer. Colder. A Daniela distilled to her worst.
"You..." Her guttural voice trembled, reverberating through the abyss. "...aren’t real."
The reflection smiled.
And the smile was hers—crooked, filled with contempt.
"Real?" The voice echoed not in her ears, but within her chest. "I’m the only real part you have."
Daniela roared, lunging forward. Her wings beat violently, creating a wave that swept hundreds of secondary creatures around her. Her claw descended, tearing through space, ready to tear that counterfeit apart.
But the reflection raised its sword.
The sa sword Daniela had been holding when she fell unconscious.
The impact exploded in green and black flashes, fragnts of nothingness scattering like shrapnel. Daniela took a step back in surprise. The reflection hadn’t just resisted—it had enough strength to repel her fury.
And she laughed.
A laugh Daniela knew well, because it was the sa one she used to hide her pain.
"You think you’re strong because you devour naless monsters." The copy swung the blade with perfect dexterity. "But you’ve never conquered what truly matters. You’ve never conquered ."
Daniela roared again, spitting poisonous fire that set half the abyss ablaze. Creatures scread, dissolving in the flash. But the reflection pierced the flas as if it were part of them, its incandescent green eyes fixed on her.
Daniela’s heart raced. The dragon she was beat its wings in fury, but beneath the flesh and scales, the woman trembled.
It was true.
Every word.
She was the daughter of the madwoman.
The sister of the inseparable duo.
The wife of the monster.
Never... just Daniela.
And there it was.
Personified.
Rising against her with the sa rage, the sa insane need to be seen.
"Shut up!" she roared, striking again. The claws ca down with enough force to crush mountains, but were stopped by the erald blade of the reflection. The shock tore a gash in the void, and they both stared at each other, teeth clenched, eyes identical.
"You can deny ," the reflection said, pressing against the claw with inhuman strength, "but never destroy . I am your hunger. Your fear. Your envy. I am what you try to hide when you smile beside them."
Daniela roared louder, feeling her veins burn. The erald fla in her gut exploded, taking shape around her. The erald figure returned with a vengeance, a blur of destruction that dragged the false Daniela with it.
Explosions ripped through the abyss, smaller creatures evaporating like dust.
It was an absolute duel: claw against blade, roar against silence, pride against pride.
But with each blow, Daniela felt sothing strange.
The beast devouring her from within didn’t just want to destroy the reflection.
It wanted to replace it.
It wanted to take over.
Its eyes trembled, scales vibrating with power.
And the reflection smiled again, even bleeding, even on the verge of being swallowed by the flas.
"In the end... I was always here.
And if you fall, Daniela... I will take your place."
Her heart skipped a beat.
For an instant, fury seed to slip through her fingers.
And the erald figure, once firm, wavered.
The claws trembled.
The roar faded.
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