It's been three days since Irana's world shattered. Her life has become broken jagged pieces upon cold stone. Now alone, her only hopes at piecing everything back together is to reach the heart of Astralith, a realm where mages go to create copies of themselves; homunculi servants. Yet Irana doesn't want a servant, though she desires to create a reflection.

Armed only with her tattoo magics, her undying determination and her lantern, a relic that houses the one thing that matters most to her. Determined to accomplish her mission, she must face her past. Reliving the haunting memory of tarnished souls trapped within a malevolent spirit's domain. The closer she gets to the catalyst's heart, the deeper she has to go.

The shadows upon the lantern grow ever darker, its flame ever dimmer, her time ever shorter.

What started with a mirror, ends with her reflection.