My name is Magical Girl Rending Nightmare. I was the first. The origin point. The spark that lit the fire. Twelve of us were chosen—twelve magical girls to protect the Earth. We failed. Now the planet is little more than shattered debris drifting through space. I should be dead. Instead, I’ve awakened on a strange new world, pulled here by Magical Girl Crystal Genocide; the youngest of us all. She says I was sealed away on a planet shaped by my own magic. She might be right. This place reeks of old wars and strange symbols, filled with men, who call themselves Stalkers, scavenging ruins in search of miracles. I think this world belongs to another of us. One of the twelve. We have to find her. We have to save her. And then, together, we’ll find the rest. Before it's too late.