[Multiverso Anglo-Americano] A Incompatibilidade entre Fobia Social e Aliança

Eliya stood before a massive mirror.

The silver-white metal frame was entwined with elaborate, intricate patterns that grew dizzying the longer one stared. The mirror’s surface gleamed spotless and new, reflecting a cold, imposing adult man. He had loosely tousled dark red hair draped over his shoulders, his features a blend of handsomeness and gloom, appearing to be around thirty. Beneath slightly furrowed brows, his eyes were a deep oceanic blue.

Several heavy chains extended from the edges of the mirror, snaking like serpents around Eliya’s outstretched right forearm. Man and mirror faced each other in silence, as if locked in some perilous standoff where life and death hung in the balance.

After a moment, Eliya seemed to reach a decision. He drew in a slow breath, lifted his right hand, and gripped the chain tightly. Instantly, the chain blazed with dazzling light. At the same time, lines of silver script gradually emerged on the mirror’s surface, responding to his movement. This script belonged to no human language, yet Eliya understood it clearly.

It read:

“Authentication successful.”
“Name: Eliya Esposito.”
“Identity: Keeper of the Book of Fate.”
“Tenure: Permanent.”
“Usage period: 0 years 0 months 0 days 0 hours 0 minutes 0 seconds of Earth calendar, Universe Center.”
“Important notice: Your last transaction was in the 20th Century AD. Your Book of Fate usage contract has expired. Please renew or transfer ownership promptly, or bear the consequences yourself…”

The earlier lines appeared crisp, as if printed on of