The silence that followed was louder than any explosion. The liquid images faded, leaving Adrien standing in the dark, staring at the empty space where his father used to stand. "My father..." Adrien’s voice was a whisper, cracked and hollow. "He was the monster we were fighting the whole time? And you... you knew?" He looked at Marinette, his eyes filled with a pain that even the Mirror couldn't reflect. Ladybyss de-transformed, the iridescent suit vanishing to reveal Marinette, tears streaming down her face. She didn't have an answer. The "Perfect Reflection" had done its job—it had stripped away every lie, leaving them with a truth that was almost too heavy to carry. Chrysalis smirked, reaching for the Butterfly brooch. "The truth is a drown-weight, isn't it? Now, give me the pin, or let the grief finish what your father started." Marinette looked at the pin, then at Adrien. She realized the final lesson of the diary: The mirror doesn't choose what it reflects, but the holder chooses what to do with the image. She reached out, not for her weapon, but for Adrien’s hand. "It doesn't define you, Adrien," she said firmly. "The water is deep, but we're still standing on the shore." Turning back to Chrysalis with a gaze as cold as the deep abyss, she raised the pin one last time. "You wanted to see the power of the Mirror, Lila? Then look closely. Because you’re about to see exactly who you are." The air in the basement became unnervingly still. Chrysalis lunged, her fingers clawing for the Fish Miraculous, but Marinette didn't flinch. She tapped the pin and whispered the final incantation hidden in the back of the diary: "Amphitrite, Equinox, Absolute Clarity!" The basement erupted in a tidal wave of silver light. It wasn't an explosion of force, but of identity. The "Absolute Clarity" didn't hit Lila’s body; it hit her mind. The thousands of lies she had told—to the school, to the heroes, to herself—shattered all at once. For the first time in her life, Lila Rossi was forced to see her true self without the masks. The sheer weight of her own deception was too much to bear; she collapsed to the floor, the Butterfly Miraculous detransforming instantly as Nooroo was released from her grip. "It's over, Lila," Marinette said, her voice trembling but firm. She caught the Butterfly brooch before it hit the cold floor. But the victory felt hollow. Marinette turned to Adrien, who was still staring at the stasis pod where his mother had once lain, his world destroyed by the revelation of his father's identity. "Adrien..." she started, reaching out. He didn't move. "All those times I fought him," he whispered, his voice thick with a mix of rage and grief. "All those times I called him a monster... it was my own father. And you knew. You kept the mirror's secret even from me." "I wanted to protect you from the pain," Marinette cried, the Fish Miraculous flickering on her chest. "The diary said the truth could drown the world, Adrien. I was afraid it would drown you." Adrien finally looked at her. His green eyes, usually so bright, looked like a stormy sea. He looked at the Fish pin—the powerful, ancient thing that had caused all of this to come to light. "My father lived a lie, and you lived a secret. Is there anyone in my life who tells the truth?" He didn't wait for an answer. He turned and walked out of the secret sanctuary, leaving Marinette standing alone in the dark among the white butterflies.
You know what to do to get pt8. BTW I think there are gonna be about 11 parts.
