Kim Se-Jun adalah robot pekerja yang mirip manusia. Orang-orang di pabrik memanggilnya HMD07, merupakan singkatan dari humanoid dengan angka seri sesuai urutan pembuatan. Ia diberitahu bahwa sebenarnya para HMD memiliki nama dan keluarga, termasuk dirinya. Robot seri terakhir itu pun setuju untuk menyelinap keluar dari pabrik demi mencari keluarga yang dimaksud.

Sayangnya sebuah ledakan terjadi di lumbung padi, tempat mereka bersembunyi. Ke tujuh humanoid mengalami rusak parah, hanya Se-Jun yang selamat dari ledakan besar tersebut. Muncul rasa benci dalam diri Se-Jun, ia bertekad untuk mencari siapa yang telah meledakan lumbung sehingga menewaskan rekan-rekannya.

Sampai takdir mempertemukannya dengan seorang aktris sekaligus idol bernama Jung Se-Rin, dan terlibat kontrak kerja sebagai bodyguard-nya.


Mirror, Mirror, on the wall
Who's the BADDEST of them all?

The SSG President of the Academy Vs. The Basketball Captain of E-State University. Who do you think will win?

Let's Play A Game
Mirror mirror on the wall, who's the next player of them all?

A Bollywood actor, Shekhar, had put on many costumes and characters to become the most reputed actors. He has given his heart and sole to become the character and he takes on the personality of each of his characters. But he soon faces his own personality on the mirror, and the thought of seeing himself as yet another character is leading him towards his downfall in his acting career.

"Dianne walks into the room...it seems like it hasn't been opened for a long time. Cobwebs hang from the walls and a musty smell lingers about. There in the other corner of the room, a tall, dusty mirror leans against the wall..."
When Dianne finds a hidden room in the basement of her house, she discovers a mirror with a terrible secret. Will Dianne be able to escape the mirror's evil whispers?

Previously, Teru thought on his way home. Then heard footsteps, it was a girl running, for her life.

She was followed by a human like creature. Teru tried to distract the creature.

Later..

Teru POV
"It-...Its you." I said softly as I felt weaker and weaker.

"Honestly, how could someone like you be this pathetic." She said directly to me, I didn't react much outside, I was startled of the fact that my memories back then felt like it happened again. Other than my back body that got smashed by a thick wall, my heads hurts the most.

She said her name to me, but my hearing isn't good after getting thrown by the human-like 'being'

As she came closer to the 'being', I saw her eyes glowing, with a bright lighted sword that is pretty thin, not long until I slowly fell unconscious.

As I fell unconscious, I woke up after. But I were in a black space, all empty, nothing, just darkness and myself. "Where am I?.." I said but no sound came out as I spoke, "What the hell?!" I looked around

Later after I observed the area around me were nothing but no light

A voice I heard from my rear, I turned around but there were no voice.

....

I felt a numb in my liver, I felt no pain but only a sensation.

An image of me, like looking in a mirror. It feels off, I still couldn't talk. The mirror of my image moves on its own and said with a deep and muffled voice as it smiled.

"Ẹ̵̷̸̶̶̶̸̸̴̷̢̧̨̢̛̼̱̼̘̱̫͖͙̗̲̦̖͔̪̮͎̖̳̬̩͚̭͚̯̙͕͇͉̳̏̄́̅̈̾̇̇͋̾̄͛͌̆̓̌̆̆̃̓̚̕͜͠͝͝͝ͅͅȉ̵̸̶̷̸̸̴̴̶̷̸̧̟̰͈͎͇͇͕̰̜̯̬̗͖̰͎̝̪͙̫̗̻͉̮̱̝̹͚̮͖̘̠̦͉̹͉̤̞̒̄͗͋̑̇̍͒͌̽͋̔̒́̈́̒͆̈́̒͐̽͒͊̆͆̿͘̕͜͝͝ͅṉ̴̷̸̸̷̷̴̷̴̡̨̨̛̠̻̻͖̲̮͎̘͇̥̬͖̦͉͔̯̤̣͍̟̹̭̹̺̘̫̯̉̈́̋̏̑̌͛̌̈́́̂͛̾͑͒̈́̒͐͂̽̐͂͘͘͜͜͝ ̴̷̴̵̶̷̶̷̶̴̴̡̨̡̡̧͕̪͍̥̥̙̬̙͈͇̠̯̙͖̗̲̩̘̬̪͚͎̜͇̼͓̻̩̼͖͓̟͔̩̰̖͔̦̘̟̗̲̋̓̊̈́́̂́́̒̀̊̊͂͌̈́̅̆̄͋̍͋͌̏̃͗̀̇͗͑͑̑̀͘͜͝͝d̵̷̵̷̶̸̷̶̶̢̢̡̛͈̙͕̤̜̺̮̜̻̭̻͚̮͍̦̟̪̠̖̹̻͙̰̀̂͊̿́̓͊̈͛̓̎̋̔̒́͊̇̈́́͛͊̐̓̂́̌̄̅̚͘̚̕͘͘͜͜͝ͅȩ̸̵̶̴̵̷͚͍̹̖͚͖̫̟͖͖̬̒͋͑̀̉̀̂̾̌̒̈́̉͗̇̂̕̕͝͝u̶̸̵̶̸̴̸̶̴̢̢͉͕̥̳͖̱̮̲͚͙̖̲̬̞̙͔̲̗͔͖̦̺͓͑́͋̀͛̋̔̎͗̀͗̒͒̋̈́̀͂͑͐̋̊̒̐̍͑̈́͛̈́̈́̍̚͜͜͠ͅx̵̸̴̶̵̴̶̴̷̷̴̨̢̡̨̧̛̟̳͎̙̦̥͉̹͕̣͇̮͔̟̮̺͓̣̜̟͈͚̼̙̩͈̊̋̀̈́̈́̏̒̿̽̈́͋̿̽̋͒́͌̿̑̾̈́͋̍̚͜͝ͅͅ ̶̶̵̷̵̷̷̴̴̡̡̝͙̣̼̳̜̠͍̘͉̪̬͈͚̗̖̖͍̭̹͔̠̞̪̺͈̜̼̥̠̥̠̽̐͊̊̎̆̏̃̏͗̈́̈̋̋͆͊̐̄̏̓̈́̔̊̇̓̉̾̀͒̇̚̚̚̚̚ͅț̸̸̶̸̸̴̵̷̵̸̷̡̧̢̢̢̛̥̫̤̪̹̮̗̬͉̪̙͔̟͓̠̦̗͕͖̗̣̺̦̯̤̪͈̼̖̟̙̥̼̼͍̥̞̭͉̊̓͐̀̈́̄̅̏͗͌͊̋̒̉̀̅̀̓̿̂̆̍̆̀͂̆̆̐͊̇̿̎͐̚͘͜͠ͅr̴̸̴̷̴̷̷̶̶̵̨̨̛̛̻̺̫̥̠̹͔̤̟̼̦̦̖̥͎̥̠̼͖̣̣̝̟̬̜͚̫͚̺͙̲̠̻̪̈́̀͋́̓̀̾̀̔̈́̂̃̑̔̄͆̓̀́̊̽̔̍̊̍̚̚̚͝͠ḛ̴̴̴̷̴̸̵̸̷̢̧̡̨̢̧̨̘̞͇̖̣̰͈̳͍̪̫͉̼̫̩̟͇̖̯͙͎͋͗͊̎̎͂̈́̓̇̍͐́̇̉͗̀̎̆̄̄̿̈́̀́̅̌̽̿͋̚͘̚̚͜͝͝͝͠͝͝͝ͅş̸̸̷̴̴̶̶̶̷̶̢̧̩͉͎̺̟̣͍̼͙̗͓̝̠̥̺̬̟̱̱̗̖̦͙̗̹̔̑̈́͋̓̈͛̇́̒͑͂́̀͒̂̋̽̈́͛̈́͌̇̌̔̾́͌͐̈́̒̈́̕̕͘͠͝ͅͅ ̷͉̞̤̗͑̀̑ͅ"

I opened my eyes and I were in bed lying an abandoned hospital, that girl was watching me behind the broken curtain. I forgot her name. I also noticed that I feel normal now. Weird feeling I thought of.

As I lay in bed I told her "Who are...you again?", she pouted and slapped me. The hell is wrong with this bitch...

"The hell was that for?!" I was shocked that I slapped her back...

"Ah!-ahhh~...my bad" I said as an apology for her. (she almost cried!) I thought

"Huuu...It's Iari Hanazawa." she said as she hold back her tears. 

"I-it was just a little fight or flight!.." why and how the fuck did I hit a girl...without holding back.

"(I yearn for gender equality!)" the hell was that thought of mine?!...

"I can't believe you'd hit me!!" she shouted at me

A moment later

After quite an argument and the both of us calmed down after the situation "Uhm, by the way Iari. There's something I'd like to ask..what was that?" I spoke softly and terrified.

She looked into my eyes and said "Altroids."

Violence and tragedy wouldn't have occured, but it is for a balance of the system. 

A boy around his early 20s' simply trying to live peacefully, meets his occurring fate.

As they say "More than meets the eye"

After an incident of an unknown being

More things bizarre are yet to be discovered by his very eyes.

The rays of sun penetrated down through the leaves...i saw something far away from me, it was a small Hut. A dream chanter made of mirror pieces catched my attention. It slowly moved along with the breeze. I heard footsteps rushing towards my direction.without any second thought I run  towards the hut. I knocked three times, no one replied. The door was open... 


The sound of footsteps was getting closer. I locked myself in the hut and waited for the footsteps to get disappear. Hours passed, I stopped hearing footsteps. I peeked out through the window,It was pitch black . I moved to my left... I felt something.. it was a lantern.. I lighted it up with my lighter. 

I holded the lantern in my right hand and start searching the house for food. But the thing that freaked me out was that the small Hut's interior was fully made with mirror. The samll lighted lantern in my hand made the whole room to shine like a sun. Even the floor was covered with mirror, I walked to a room which was not covered by mirror. The Hut was so small from the outside but the inside is much bigger and luxurious. which was quite surprising. 

The more I walked towards the door , I felt something was following me. I reached out to the handle of the door, it was made of crystal. I slowly opened the door, the creaking sound of door filled the whole room. Inside that room, it was a very large mirror bounded with golden frame. I saw nothing else but me reflected in the mirror, a six foot tall 24 year man with pale skin. I saw the men I hated most in the world, it was me. I lifted the lantern towards my face which was covered in blood. I walked closer to the large mirror and mumbled myself looking to the mirror " I wish I  forgot who I am".suddenly the ground started shaking... I run towards the door of the room ....but it was locked up from outside. I turned towards the big mirror, the big mirror was lighted up and had seven colours of the rainbow. It dragged me inside of the mirror... I saw the colors I never seen before... I was no longer in my world anymore..

The little Beatrix keep on shouting.

"NO!?!"

The rebels with guns and torches, overrule all Palace guards.

Burning and killing mercilessly each lady's servant, house keeper, valet and all whom they meet inside the Palace.

My father,Tsar Dimitri hold me tight and covered me with protection.

My mother Duchess Anastasia protected Maxim and Annika to no avail.

The sounds of gun...keep ringing in my ears.

Darkness flooded...

Smoke and fire everywhere...

When...

I heard my Nana saying "My Princess, it's been a long time that your Uncle Charles, the King of Sweden been searching for you."

"I am happier and at peace being with you Nana" in sharp response.

" My Princess, your Uncle knows you are alive" she added.

"Nana, how did you managed to save me that night?". I asked.

"I am preparing the tub for your bath my Princess, when I saw the armed men coming in. I felt terrified and wanted to run but when I saw you shouting and crying, holding thy father Tsar Dimitri while bullets flying, my tears keep on falling. I felt tirrible. The smoke and fire everywhere it was suffocating, I barely breath. When the rebels got off the Palace. I crawled from the back of the dividing wall, the entryway to the fireplace hearth, where you are covered with blood and above you,was your father, his Majesty. I checked all of you...and only you my Princess was breathing but unconscious. I wrapped you with the towel that I accidentally brought with me. Then started to slide you while crawling til we are at the back door of the kitchen. I almost fainted with the smell of smoke and fire... "

"My Princess, my beloved. I am delighted to see you grown as a fine woman with elegance. We have fought our freedom and life, in our endless concealment at the brink of Civil War. We are blessed to have my loving husband, Leonid." She said in narration.

"I thank you Nana and Leonid for keeping me safe..." in sweetest response.

"It's time to bed my Princess Beatrix!" she exclaimed. "O we missed the time" she added.
"Thank you Nana". I hugged her tight. And I started moving, getting into my room and take my hot bath in the tub. I prepared my hot bath. My favorite bath every night, scented oils and dried roses.
Then, lighted my favorite scented candles in front of my vanity mirror and put another inside my shower room.
I undress myself in front of my vanity mirror that I always do before soaking to my hot bath.
Looking into my whole body reflection.
I have grown so fast, I missed my kin.
My body molded into fine features and almost perfect.
Except...

The scar...
The scar of horrible past.
I felt numb.
Freezing.
I swiftly move and soak in to my hot bath.
Feeling the warmth, the comfort, the ease of my emotions.
Humming the song of my soul.
Singing the favorite lullaby of my Duchess mother.

"All hail the Queen of extravagance and glamour...
"Thy henchman and servants in perpetual ardor...
"Thy words are so immaculate...
"Not even a peasant could vindicate...
"You could be a knight and you could be a villain...
"You could be a follower and you could be a chieftain...
"A warrior, a woman and a Queen...
"A warrior, a woman and a Queen...

The sound of guns...
The darkness...
The smoke...
Then, oblivion.

Everyday, I am haunted by my nightmares.

Everytime the thunder roll and lightning strikes, I shivered.

Looking outside my window,
I am writing my daily journal and poetry today...
To release all the pains and tensions from my past.

And I wrote..

December 18, 1980
Myshkin, Russia

My beloved,

Have you ever ask yourself...
What's your life purpose? 
If..
Are you doing the right thing?
Are you on the verge of confusion, loneliness, unhappiness and being stagnant?
Day dreaming into your own world?

Too much questions filled in your heart and mind.
Too much of everything that you don't want.
Too much!

To clear out my confusion and to have more clarity about myself, I dig deeper inside me.
Reminiscing my childhood moments and cherish them.
Facing the darkest and painful moments of my memories.
Those memories of repeating horror, memories of loss, memories of death.

Yes, I did face it all.
I cried hard.
After decades of those patterned memories...
This is the first time that I realized..
How I treated myself so badly.

And I really wanted to give back to myself.
By appreciating my past.

Appreciate yourself more...
Love yourself more...
And you will discover more...

I have discovered each words, all feelings, expression, harmony just fits well to take steps in writing this poem for my past.

***A LETTER FOR MY PAST SELF***

My dearest self in the past...
I have been visiting you lately in a vast...
You are carefree, immature and FEARLESS,
You go out more, loving the sun and grasses,
Full of sweat and sun-kissed from above.

Joyous days, feet touching stones and green
Oh How glorious those days have been
Flowing like water in every storms within
And wind touches, caressing my skin
Telling me, It's ok dear, everything has it's purpose".
A path full of journey and a dead rose

All those rise and fall, I am with you...
All those tears and laughter, I am with you...
I am always with you til the end of time.
You have no choice, we are both destined.

Oh loving sun and dreamy moon,
Grace us the light in our path divine,
My past self, I thank you!
For the wonderful memories...
In my troubled present, found peace in you.

Beatrix
**********************************************

As I closed my journal...
I just hear my Nana's footsteps and call out.
"My princess, it's dinner time. Don't forget your coat, it's a bit freezing today!."
"Yes, coming Nana!." I checked myself in the mirror for the last time, before sharing the table with Nana.
The beauty in the mirror speaks of simplicity and elegance.
I'm tall at my age of 15, around 183cm, with soft silver wavy hair and emerald green eyes.
I'm looking at the reflection of my mother.
And before my tears fall.
"Beatrix?" A hint of annoyance in Nanas voice.
"Yes, sorry Nana."
Then, we silently eat our beetroot soup.

In the same month, in different year.
Our mother gather all of us, her children, near the fireplace hearth, made of granite and marble stone.
My eldest brother Maxim played the piano while my older sister Annika played the flute. While me and my mom, cheerfully singing.
Then, our beloved father Dimitri, joined us in our joyfulness.

Amidst our liveliness, the commotion outside the House of Oblonsky raised our fears.
People shouting with torches and guns.
My father Dimitri was stunned.
I'm crying in horror.
I hugged my father...for the last time.
When....
My small voice... bellowed "NO!!!!"
"Mama, Papa..."
"Maxim, Annika..."












￼

The little Beatrix keep on shouting.

"NO!?!"
The rebels with guns and torches, overrule all Palace guards.
Burning and killing mercilessly each lady's servant, house keeper, valet and all whom they meet inside the Palace.
My father,Tsar Dimitri hold me tight and covered me with protection.
My mother Duchess Anastasia protected Maxim and Annika to no avail.
The sounds of gun...keep ringing in my ears.
Darkness flooded...
Smoke and fire everywhere...
When...
I heard my Nana saying "My Princess, it's been a long time that your Uncle Charles, the King of Sweden been searching for you."
"I am happier and at peace being with you Nana" in sharp response.
" My Princess, your Uncle knows you are alive" she added.
"Nana, how did you managed to save me that night?". I asked.
"I am preparing the tub for your bath my Princess, when I saw the armed men coming in. I felt terrified and wanted to run but when I saw you shouting and crying, holding thy father Tsar Dimitri while bullets flying, my tears keep on falling. I felt tirrible. The smoke and fire everywhere it was suffocating, I barely breath. When the rebels got off the Palace. I crawled from the back of the dividing wall, the entryway to the fireplace hearth, where you are covered with blood and above you,was your father, his Majesty. I checked all of you...and only you my Princess was breathing but unconscious. I wrapped you with the towel that I accidentally brought with me. Then started to slide you while crawling til we are at the back door of the kitchen. I almost fainted with the smell of smoke and fire... "
"My Princess, my beloved. I am delighted to see you grown as a fine woman with elegance. We have fought our freedom and life, in our endless concealment at the brink of Civil War. We are blessed to have my loving husband, Leonid." She said in narration.
"I thank you Nana and Leonid for keeping me safe..." in sweetest response.
"It's time to bed my Princess Beatrix!" she exclaimed. "O we missed the time" she added.
"Thank you Nana". I hugged her tight. And I started moving, getting into my room and take my hot bath in the tub. I prepared my hot bath. My favorite bath every night, scented oils and dried roses.
Then, lighted my favorite scented candles in front of my vanity mirror and put another inside my shower room.
I undress myself in front of my vanity mirror that I always do before soaking to my hot bath.
Looking into my whole body reflection.
I have grown so fast, I missed my kin.
My body molded into fine features and almost perfect.
Except...
The scar...
The scar of horrible past.
I felt numb.
Freezing.
I swiftly move and soak in to my hot bath.
Feeling the warmth, the comfort, the ease of my emotions.
Humming the song of my soul.
Singing the favorite lullaby of my Duchess mother.
"All hail the Queen of extravagance and glamour...
"Thy henchman and servants in perpetual ardor...
"Thy words are so immaculate...
"Not even a peasant could vindicate...
"You could be a knight and you could be a villain...
"You could be a follower and you could be a chieftain...
"A warrior, a woman and a Queen...
"A warrior, a woman and a Queen...

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THE LAST HEIRESS OF OBLONSKY, BEATRIX

Beatrix

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