The apocalypse went surprisingly smooth, turns out we actually know how to survive on this floating rock.
No one knows what exactly started the apocalypse.
Was it the gradually worsening world economics?
Was it the climate gradually reaching its pollution limit?
Or perhaps the supernatural finally reaching earth?
Probably the latter.
But this isn't a story about a group of elites facing the unexplainable in a ruined realm.
This is a story of a librarian named Loui organising a festival, after all, it isn't long till harvest.