They all wait on their own terms, trapped within their self proclaimed utopia, waiting for an even better utopia. Or, at least, that’s what they believe. There is one who has made promises to them, but some of them believe they have deputed themselves while others believe they have doomed themselves. The whole time they have waited, they argued who is right. Meanwhile, the only daughter born from their generation waits for something she knows nothing about, only that there is something to wait for. Has their waiting come to an end when a stranger shows up unconscious on their doorstep? What will some of them do to insure they get the ending they want?