[The End is Now]

"The gods are careless and cruel; I learned that young. Then the Harvest Scythe was stolen, and I learned they were stupid too. Without it in its divine place, the world would starve in one year's time, and apparently, she needed a gaggle of random assholes at a bar to go get it for her."

A series of anecdotes, told through a reckless boy's art show, about the adventurers who prevented the world's end. But if he reveals the truth of what he and his group had to do, what they learned, will those who hear let him walk free?