This is a little extra chapter for clarification on a few terms. Since the story takes place in India, you'll notice words and cultural references from Marathi, Hindi, and—possibly in the future—Kannada. So I thought it might be helpful for readers who aren’t familiar with them.
So, as requested by... absolutely no one, let’s get into it!
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Common Relationship Terms (Indian Context):
Nani – Maternal grandmother
Mama – Maternal uncle
Aai / Maa / Amma – Mother (regional variants)
Baba – Father
Tai / Didi – Elder sister (also used respectfully for elder women)
Dada / Bhaiyya – Elder brother (also used respectfully for elder men)
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A Word About the Story’s World
This story is entirely fictional.
The mythological entities, divine hierarchy, and realms in the story do not exist in real Indian mythology. They are my own fictional creation, inspired by:
Indian culture & spiritual ideas
Mythology
Manga, manhwa, anime
And otaku stuff I love
So yes—the gods, goddesses, villains, mirror realms, and universal laws you’ll encounter are born from my very overactive imagination. They are not representative of any real belief system.
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A Note on Themes
This story explores heavy emotional topics, including:
1. Anxiety
2. Depression
3. Grief
4. Generational trauma
5. Abuse
6. Spiritual / Self identity
If any of these themes might be triggering for you, please read with care.
And if the weight ever feels too much—pause. Breathe. Come back when you’re ready.
(That goes for life, too.)
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Moving Forward
I’ll be adding explanations for any new terms in the Author’s Notes section going forward.
If you're enjoying the story so far, please consider subscribing—and I truly hope the world I’ve created (and the characters I adore) receive lots of love from you.
Until next time—
Stay safe, stay soft, and don’t trust the mirror too much.
For Nilu, life has always been simple—her family and her job. But losing a necklace unearths deeply buried, supernatural memories from her past. Now, ghosts lurk in every shadow, and a creature from her worst nightmares is always just behind her, breathing down her neck. As the line between the living and the dead blurs, how will she navigate her daily life… when death itself seems to be watching?
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