Doppelganger 소설 & 이야기

“You also mentioned that I’d be going after monsters, what kind of monsters?” “As I said before, we were on the way to deal with the latest one at this college when the death occurred. All we knew was that we were up against a doppelganger. And before you ask, a doppelganger is a monster that is a copy of someone who is living. They take over the life of the one they are copying. The very first thing a doppelganger does upon being brought to life is to kill the original so that it can take over that life. That is why you never see them or rather you think you never see them. They are the very epit

“Well, for starters, there’s only one place he could be talking about in his message. If he’s there, it’s Mailin. Two, I’m going to do something. If he responds the right way, it can only be Mailin.” “…and?” “And that’s it. Yes or no. He’s not going to be a pod person.” “…pod person?” “You know – Invasion of the Body Snatchers?” It’s apparent JP doesn’t know. “A doppelganger,” I say. “A bad guy with Mailin’s face. Look, he’s either Mailin or he’s not, and he’s either on my side or he’s not. It’s black and white. No in-between.”

The clash was instant and brutal. Annabel’s doppelgänger moved first, closing the distance between them in a blur of motion. Her strike was precise, aimed directly for Annabel’s throat. Annabel twisted away, barely avoiding the attack. “Who are you?” she demanded, her voice sharp, unwavering. The doppelgänger’s smile mirrored Annabel’s, but it carried a malice that felt foreign. “I’m what you could have been,” it said, its voice echoing with unnatural resonance. “And what you’ll need to become.”

Facing Inner Demons Iris stumbled to her feet, gasping for air as the cavern throbbed with crimson light. It was difficult to think because of the heat pressing against her flesh. The shadowy apparition who resembled her stepped forward across from her. It was a darker, warped version of her, but not her. A weird spark blazed in her double's eyes, and everything about its actions, even the slightest flutter of her fingers, mirrored Iris's own. In a chilly, piercing voice, the doppelganger declared, "You've been running from yourself." "But you can't hide who you are."

said Cory softly. The doppelgänger’s face split into a wide malice-filled smile. *********** Hayden moved swiftly through the forest with Sprout as his guide. He had yet to run into his doppelgänger or any doppelgänger for that matter. “The Dale contains doppelgängers of everyone in Everdaze?” Clarified Hayden. “No, your Highness, the Dale contains doppelgängers of the travellers that venture into it only while they are there,” explained Sprout.

the biological body of Lira Vance, preserved in a state of living death, her brain connected to a thousand glowing fiber-optic threads. Standing in front of the tank was the Second Proxy. She wore the same white silk suit Elena had seen in her visions. She had Elena’s face, Elena’s height, and Elena’s exact fingerprints. But when she turned around, her eyes were a void of absolute, light-absorbing black. "Rule Thirty-Two," the Doppelgänger said, her voice a perfect, crystalline mirror of Elena’s. "When the copy is better than the original, the original becomes a liability."

This youth wasn’t disappointing him in the least! Whatever the case was, Gerald didn’t even wait for Torme to say anything before moving on to touch the third soul bamboo. While Gerald was already used to having his consciousness getting transferred, he still found himself slightly stunned when he realized that standing before him, was a doppelganger! “…And you are?” asked Gerald. “Heh! I’m just you!” replied the other Gerald as he revealed a subtle smile. “What? If you’re me, then who am I?” said Gerald.

He might be Dante’s friend but I have no one else left to talk to. “Why do I look so much like her?” “Beats me.” I rolled my eyes. Why did I even try? I’ll be gone in the head before I even get some answers around here. I was about to lock myself inside the bathroom when he spoke again. “Have you heard of doppelgangers?” My eyebrows arched. I know they exist in some way. Others even believe that they bring bad luck. “You believe in that?” “No. I’m just trying to ease your mind. Speaking of—” He straightened up and sat on the edge of the bed as he handed something out to me. “I brought you something.”

"Or at least, I'm a version of you from a different reality." I felt a surge of confusion and disorientation. A different reality? What did that even mean? The doppelganger seemed to sense my confusion. "Let me explain," it said. "You see, Ryker, you're not just an ordinary person. You're a nexus point, a crossroads between different dimensions and realities." I shook my head, trying to process what the doppelganger was telling me. A nexus point? What did that even mean? The doppelganger sighed, its expression impatient. "Look, Ryker, I don't have time to explain everything to you. Just know that

I demanded. The figure slowly turned. Its face. My face. A mirror image. "Your greatest fear," Amara whispered. My mind reeled as I stared at my duplicate. "Who are you?" I repeated. The doppelganger's voice echoed mine. "I am the shadow you've denied," it said. "Your darkest self." Amara stepped forward. "This is the trial," she explained. "Face your inner demons." The doppelganger began to change. Its face contorted, reflecting my deepest fears.