In a place all too familiar, Mira and Lisa exchange bewildered glances. They stand in Mira’s old bedroom – now repurposed as a storage room filled with stacks of documents and remnants of their childhood toys. For now, it seems they are alone.

  “How did we get here?” Lisa wonders.

  “Maybe we’re hallucinating…or dreaming,” Mira says warily. “Let’s be cautious.”

  They step out into the hallway, their surroundings strangely recognizable. The corridor stretches before them, leading to other rooms. At Lisa’s insistence, they check what used to be her bedroom – only to find it packed with old photographs of them both.

  A chill runs down Mira’s spine as she scans the space. “This is eerily more haunting than the haunting house.”

  “This is our home…was,” Lisa says.

  The sisters’ bedrooms are situated on the second floor in the left wing of the two-story mansion. Though their rooms remain untouched, much of the mansion has undergone renovations, its once creaking wooden floors now replaced with sleek, modern surfaces.

  Leaning against the railing, they peer down below – only to catch sight of a gleaming golden light emanating from the second floor, just beyond the left wing, leading into the central wing. Mira instinctively steps forward, shielding Lisa as they cautiously move along the second floor, drawn toward the glow.

  From where they stand, they can’t make out anything beyond the light. Just as they’re about to step into the central wing, the light suddenly shifts, vanishing before their eyes – too fast for them to track. Mira and Lisa immediately call upon their weapons, bracing for a surprise encounter.

  “Maybe if we attack the light, we’ll be back with the boys,” Mira suggests.

  Lisa clutches her weapon, her voice trembling. “We haven’t been back here for so long, sis. I’m scared.” Tears well up as memories of the past flood her mind.

  Mira tightens her grip around Lisa’s waist, pulling her close before turning to her with a reassuring smile.

  “Don’t be scared. You have me. We’re together, and we’ll always be together.”

  The second floor of the central wing houses a study, a guest lounge, and two guest bedrooms. It also connects to the right wing, where their parents’ bedrooms are. Moving cautiously, the sisters check each room, scanning for any sign of the gleaming light. Just as they reach the first guest bedroom, a sudden commotion comes from the first floor, beyond the grand doors leading into the kitchen and the living room.

  Instead of barging in, the two slowly descend to the first floor, finding the doors already open. The sight beyond them prompts Mira and Lisa to start preemptively charging their attacks.

  “It’s past seven in the evening. You think they’re eating?” Lisa asks, peering at the old, out-of-place grandfather clock standing tall in the corner of the hall, its pendulum swinging with a rhythmic tick.

  “Not sure, sis. To tell the truth, it’s been so long that I can’t remember much of our routines back then,” Mira answers.

  On the floor lie multiple maids, lifeless. As the sisters cautiously walk past the bodies, the lights suddenly go out. Fortunately, the fireball Mira holds in her palm gives off enough light for them to continue on toward the next set of doors, leading into the living room.

  Just as they open the doors, the golden light briefly blinds them, causing both sisters to jump back into the kitchen and seek cover.

  “Sorry, sorry. I’ll reduce the intensity,” a voice says.

  The golden light dims, and the sisters peek around the doors. Their eyes widen when they see both of their parents suspended in the air, their mouths muffled and wrapped in a wavy, hovering line of glowing golden energy.

  “You better launch your attacks now. They’re reaching full charge,” the voice, seemingly coming from the energy wave, warns.

  The sisters exchange a quick glance before nodding. In unison, they stand in front of the doors and release their fully charged attacks at the entity and their parents. Just as their blasts hit, the lights flicker back on. The sisters are left stunned to find the living room empty.

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  “You really hate your parents, huh?” the voice asks.

  Turning around, the girls spot their parents and the strange entity now hovering behind them in the kitchen.

  “I’ll kill them here and in the afterlife without hesitation,” Mira declares, her eyes gleaming with bloodlust.

  “Too bad these mortals can’t see you. I wonder how they’d react, seeing their daughters again after all these years,” the voice muses.

  “You’re Mister Other Creator! Why did you bring us here, and where are our friends?” Lisa demands.

  Light Force continues to explain the situation to the sisters, who react angrily to his offer.

  “I went through Hell to find her, and you want us to fight each other for you? Who are you kidding?” Mira snaps.

  The sisters unleash another onslaught, but Light Force, in this form, is not only quick but also uses portals to dodge through the kitchen, avoiding every strike, all while holding their parents with him.

  “Of course, I knew you wouldn’t accept my offer. To be honest, none of you are worth my time,” Light Force says while still moving.

  “Then why did you separate us from our team?” Mira demands.

  “It’s so I can offer the same deal to your other friends with minimal interruptions,” Light Force replies. “And having you all together at once might be more of a nuisance than I’m willing to handle…”

  “So, you’re kind of or maybe or possibly afraid of us, Mister Bad Creator!” Lisa says.

  “Oh, don’t overestimate yourself, little girl.”

  With that, Light Force swings the sisters' parents toward them. Without hesitation, Mira cracks her explosive whip, instantly vanishing her parents from sight. "Thank you for Lisa – the best thing you ever gave me! I’ll see you in Hell!" she says.

  With incredible speed, Light Force taunts the sisters, as they haven’t landed a single hit on the glowing energy wave. By now, the kitchen is a wreck, having taken the brunt of their attacks – the table is burned, chairs are charred and broken, and the lifeless bodies are engulfed in flames.

  Furious, Mira instructs Lisa to place her gun on the floor. Together, they leap onto it and summon a barrage of electrifying fire pillars. The pillars quickly fill the kitchen and spill into the living room. Light Force is finally hit, his form in the struck area scattering into fragmented energy from the back, though electricity still courses through the rest of his form, causing paralysis. Meanwhile, the sisters remain relatively safe from their own attacks, only feeling the intense heat radiating from the pillars.

  Seizing the opportunity, Lisa fires lasers from her free palm through the pillars. Light Force shifts his mass, creating gaps where the lasers shoot through. Despite being paralyzed, the effect isn’t strong enough to hold a powerful divine entity like Light Force for long. His movements, though still slow overall, begin to pick up speed as he dodges Lisa’s attacks. Then, Light Force condenses into a glowing orb, spinning rapidly as golden beams fire in every direction, tearing through the kitchen. The sisters are caught in the barrage, the impact sending them tumbling away from Lisa’s gun and cutting off their stream of fire pillars.

  The relentless beams continue, shattering windows and scattering glass across the hall. Deciding the mansion is no longer a suitable battlefield, Light Force ascends, drifting toward the back, where the pool shimmers beneath the night sky.

  “Are you okay, honey?” Mira asks, her voice tight with concern.

  "I'm alright, sis. Just glad the beams finally stopped," Lisa says as she tries to stabilize herself.

  Before the sisters can give chase, Light Force reappears just outside the shattered windows, hovering with eerie precision. His form glows brighter, power gathering as he takes careful aim. Sensing the incoming attack, Lisa swiftly pulls Mira behind her, positioning her directly behind her gun as they crouch. The powerful beam strikes, but Lisa grips the gun tightly, keeping it steady. However, the sheer force reels them backward, driving them through a wall and sending them skidding across the entrance hall – right up to the mansion’s front doors.

  The golden beam seems to be a single-shot attack, giving the sisters just enough time to leap aside before another blast fires toward them from the shattered kitchen windows. More beams follow in quick succession, striking at random locations and tearing through everything in their path. The sisters struggle to evade as the rapid attacks leave them with little room to maneuver. Meanwhile, butlers and more maids begin emerging from their quarters, drawn by the commotion.

  “Since when did they have this many staff?” Mira wonders.

  “They’re going to get caught up in all this!” Lisa exclaims.

  The beams persist, obliterating anyone unlucky enough to be in their path. Screams of terror echo through the hall as the butlers and maids scramble in confusion, unable to comprehend the invisible danger. Then, a beam grazes Lisa’s upper arm. With no time to react, Mira leaps into Light Force’s line of sight, offering herself as the target and signaling for Lisa to circle around the mansion for a surprise attack.

  “Hey! Stop killing innocent people!” Mira yells, catching Light Force's attention.

  “No one is innocent, my child. Not even I.”

  Taking the bait, Light Force shifts his focus entirely onto Mira. Meanwhile, Lisa, a chunk of her upper arm chipped away, dashes from the front of the mansion to the side. Her breath comes in heavy gasps as she quickly rubs cat saliva on her wound, her focus on charging up her gun. Peeking around the corner, she scans Light Force’s position. Realizing there’s no time to lose and the longer she waits, the more perilous it becomes for Mira, Lisa steels herself, steps out from her hiding spot, and fires her shot without hesitation.

  Though the concentrated electrifying laser beam connects, Light Force, having anticipated their strategy, fires a shot in Lisa's direction without moving or turning around, just before hers lands. While the exchange leaves Light Force paralyzed, it is Lisa who loses the lower half of her body.