At last it has been given to us: a divine revelation with evidence and witnesses. Yet, despite the unbelievers being eradicated by plague, no one wants to hear it. Superstition, paranoia and proud delusions have deafened the survivors and corroded civilization. There seems to be no future. A golden age is never appreciated at the time; it can only be observed in retrospect - but with a prophecy so bleak, all of human history seems idyllic.
There are only two people with the privilege of insight: the Prophet and his Witness. The Prophet is an atheist with a newly inspired faith in a god no one else acknowledges. The Witness is a skeptic who doubts everything he sees; he even questions whether he is a sceptic by choice. Despite the Witness observing miracles and calamities, he refuses to accept the divine and instead holds the Prophet responsible for the extraordinary events that unfold. The Prophet or the Witness to the Prophet - who is telling the truth? Does either have the autonomy to determine their own future, let alone the power to avert catastrophe? From eerie portents and cryptic verses, it seems that the Apocalypse shall arrive in devastating waves until only one shall remain to tread upon a blasted world.