[ WP ] In the future , stores like Walmart have grown to become as large as cities . Soon an apocalypse happens , the employees gather into tribes to defend their section and to raid others sections .

No one can quite remember when the Last War started. Our best guess was a few years after the Great Doom, when the outside world was destroyed and our store became the only remaining sanctuary left. In response to a milk shortage, Dairy raised their prices astronomically, prompting Pharmacy to do the same. That was the final straw. Butter and milk is one thing, but when no one can afford antibiotics, it's just a matter of time until everything exploded. 
 
 Sporting Goods and Automotive aligned together and struck the first blow. They had grown very militaristic since the Doom, as they had the only access to dangerous weapons and equipment at the time. They invaded Pharmacy and annexed them. There is n't much a pill bottle or thermometer can do against the Tire Knights once they were armed with rifles and hunting knives. They struck a deal with Grocery, food in exchange for medicine, and the three factions quickly established themselves as the dominant alliance. 
 
 But it did n't last. It never did. The legend goes that black-hat operatives from Electronics staged a false flag operation to make it look like Automotive had been stealing guns and crossbows, using those weapons to trade Fashion for free-flowing clothes, then selling the clothing back to Sporting Goods. That became the bloodiest civil war in our history, even more violent than the Familial War, when Men's, Women's, and Kid's splintered. 
 
 All this was so many years ago. So much time has passed that few can even remember why we fight, or what the Outside is like. Division and mistrust is so embedded here, there is great doubt if the store could ever run again, all the sections in harmony, operating the massive commercial outpost it was before. But war has never bothered me, or my fathers, or their fathers before them. For a hundred generations we have existed alongside war, but war has never affected us. Our section remains the lone island in this turbulent sea of conflict. 
 
 Why is that, you ask? It's simple. Our tribe is the Keeper of the Gardening section, the Watcher of the Harvest. And even the most bloodthirsty of our fellow sections know they can not, and should not, threaten us or disrupt us. After all, no matter what else happens in the Store, the spices must flow.
