The calamity lasted for eighteen years.
Hokuriku Federation, the last surviving small town on the northern border. Outside the high walls are ruins, cracks tear open the sky, and alien beasts pour in from another world.
The living space is constantly being compressed. Food is getting less and less every year. The number of wounded is increasing year by year. Every winter, some people freeze to death while waiting in line to receive food.
Under the city wall, a woman huddled in a corner, holding a child so thin that she was out of shape, and kept praying: "God, save us."
