What happens when the world stops recognising you?
When mirrors no longer show your face?
When your shadow detaches itself from your feet?
When the people you love forget your name?
And when you realise - too late - that you are already fading?
A World Without Mirrors is a fever-dream descent into the slow collapse of identity, a world where certainty is an illusion, where the self is a fragile performance, and where the act of disappearing is so gradual that you might not notice until it's already too late.
This is a book about erasure. Not the loud, dramatic kind - the quiet kind. The kind that happens in small moments. The first time you look in a reflective surface and see nothing. The first time you realise your voice doesn't sound like you anymore. The first time a friend squints at you in confusion and says, Have we met before?
And the worst part?
Nobody panics. Nobody fights it.
Because maybe it's easier to let go than to hold onto something that was never real in the first place.
This isn't a conventional narrative.
It's a series of unravelled truths, a roadmap of existential horror, a poetic autopsy of the human experience. It blends dark surrealism, psychological horror, and absurdist satire into a work that defies easy categorisation. Inspired by the gonzo brilliance of Hunter S. Thompson, the haunting existentialism of Kafka, and the fragmented, hallucinatory style of Burroughs, this book is not here to reassure you.
It's here to make you question yourself.
Structured across ten interconnected chapters, A World Without Mirrors drags the reader through each stage of disappearance - from the first loss of reflections, to the vanishing of shadows, to the final, quiet erasure of the self. Each chapter is built from feverish, unhinged prose and haunting, dreamlike poetry, forming a tapestry of gradual, unnoticed annihilation.
You'll meet people who have forgotten their own faces.
People who wake up missing their voices.
People who step into a mirror and never return - or worse, return as something else.
And people who, one by one, are being erased so cleanly that even those who loved them most don't remember they were ever there.
This is a book for people who like their fiction strange, sharp-edged, and thought-provoking. For readers who enjoy the discomfort of a story that doesn't give answers, only questions. For those who have ever looked in the mirror and thought, Is that really me? Have I always looked like that?
This is for the ones who wonder how much of themselves they have already lost without noticing.
Read at Your Own Risk.Because once you start noticing the gaps -
You might not be able to stop.