The colors thicken, shadows creep out from the corners, gaining courage, the stars go out in the sky one after another. Or does it just seem? The story of Lazaris Morpheus continues, but what lies ahead for him? Wouldn't it be better to leave everything as it is, leave, hide, hide? And if better, then better for whom? For our hero or those for whose soul he will one day come? Well, let's find out.