He turned to face the mirrors—all of them, infinite, spiraling.
“You have to choose, Reiji. Heaven or hell? Or the third option.” -ENG- The Shell Part III- Paradiso -V1.0.0H-
She was standing in the kitchen of the old house, the one that had burned down when he was twelve. She was humming a song he had forgotten—a lullaby about a sailor who loved the sea so much he became a wave. The air smelled of miso soup and woodsmoke. Sunlight slanted through the window in bars of gold. He turned to face the mirrors—all of them,