"Welcome to an alternate universe where Peridot has been shattered, leaving Lapis Lazuli in a fragile mental state. Unable to accept her loss, Lapis creates an imagined version of Peridot and clings to the illusion, despite her friends’ efforts to help her face the truth. This world explores grief, denial, and the long path toward healing, as Lapis struggles to find herself again while haunted by the shadow of her love."

Lapis is sitting by the shore, her eyes fixed on the horizon, a small smile on her face as she talks to the empty air beside her.

Lapis: “You were always so good at fixing things, Peri. Remember when you turned that piece of scrap metal into a bird? I wish I could do something like that...” pauses, as though listening “Yeah, I know. You always believed in me.”

Steven walks up hesitantly, his face filled with concern.

Steven: “Lapis... who are you talking to?”

Lapis: without looking at him, her tone sharp “What do you mean? I’m talking to Peridot. She’s right here.”

Steven: quietly “Lapis... she’s gone. Peridot’s not here.”