In the apocalypse, order collapses. More terrifying than the zombies are the humans who survive.
Across the vast ocean, a lone sail stands. More welcome than the dawn is your smiling face.
I ride the wind and break through the waves; you strike through the sky. I go against the wind; you cross the storm. We should have passed each other by and continued toward our separate lives...
But fate led us to meet here.
Even though our pasts and beliefs are different, I still want to search with you for the meaning of our existence in this world.
(This story is entirely fictional and contains no political satire or historical bias.)
