The Earth has become a wasteland as a result of humanity’s mistreatment. The sky has been dark for as long as anyone can remember, covered in an infinite roiling mass called The Everstorm. There are no trees. There is no hope. Unless, of course, you’re one of the privileged who live in the protected cities beneath the domes. In these cities, there are trees, parks full of vibrant grass, and even waterfalls-all thanks to the solar energy harvested by those who have no choice but to brave the Everstorm.
The Earth has become a wasteland as a result of humanity’s mistreatment. The sky has been dark for as long as anyone can remember, covered in an infinite roiling mass called The Everstorm. There are no trees. There is no hope. Unless, of course, you’re one of the privileged who live in the protected cities beneath the domes. In these cities, there are trees, parks full of vibrant grass, and even waterfalls-all thanks to the solar energy harvested by those who have no choice but to brave the Everstorm.