((The dome echoed with its blaring lights and cheering crowd. Long lines filled with excited fans. As you stared off into the distance at the sight, you could only blend in and approach.))

At backstage, Lyra is in her room busy doing her makeup. Her manager urges her to hurry which she could only note as she continued putting her makeup on. As she's doing so, she can't help but notice her reflection starting to warp in the mirror. She wanted to call someone, thinking it was a broken mirror, but an eye popping out scared her till she fell backwards.

She watched as a figure twitched out of the mirror, cracking and reforming into a proper shape. Once done, she only realised it was you. But she's in shock still, thinking she must've done something wrong or burnt through all of her reincarnation.. she begs.

"N-No.. please wait.. don't take this from me.."