The roar of the active volcano engulfed the bustling town under ashes, order collapsed, and hope was slim. Feinan, the baker, lit the fire with the remaining grain in the basement and used the aroma of bread to guard the remaining warmth of humanity. However, when scarce supplies and suspicious people are intertwined, when collapsed and dilapidated buildings and polluted water sources are approaching, can this goodwill continue? A cup of coffee from a neighbor leads to an unexpected alliance. In a doomsday gray world, can they use bread and coffee to rekindle the glimmer of "life" for desperate people?
