Our world is full of living celestial bodies. Here, the war between Light and Darkness divided the Universe into parts. And Souls are weapons and tools. Neither huge cities nor the carnage of luminaries are visible from Earth. We, the Protectors, people under the signs of the constellations, have always been on our own. For thousands of years we have protected humanity from the Darkness sent to us by the Universe. But a starry gaze fell on us. That day I split my Soul, lost part of it and forgot a lot. And then he was accused of betraying the Light. Finding a third of myself and justifying myself is the last chance for salvation, until something sleeping, dangerous and alien, occupying the emptiness inside my Soul, gets the better of me...