In helping someone I love, I lost my life. Or did I?

Cut off from my body, I live in the home of a god who's willing to train me, to help me fully embrace my powers, both as a witch and as a reaper. But while I lay in a coma, the men I left behind suffer, desperate to find a way to bring me back.

I want to return to them, but our family is not complete. One is missing, a member of the coven who was lost before they found me. And I must go on a quest to Purgatory and bring him back, or we'll forever be incomplete.

I'm coming home to my men, to my family, but will my return bring relief or doom us all?