The contrasts are stark and mad laughter is punctuated by the distant rumble of decay —crumbling buildings, the whisper of the wind through shattered windows. The skyline is a jagged silhouette of crumbling once regal buildings. Streets once bustling with life are now desolate, choked with weeds and debris. In a world where shadows of the past linger like ghosts, remnants of humanity still desperately cling to the fraying threads of civilization. They strive to maintain a sense of normalcy, clinging to traditions that feel increasingly futile, as if trying to light a candle in a storm.