Moonshine made me blind to this pyramid scheme

"There was lots of moonshine, of both visible and liquid kind. Some casual blindness, a bit for facts and a bit for logic. Naturally there was a pyramid as well, as all good stories need one at minimum. Schemes were what started it all. Once upon a time, as if it was a fairy tale." Mani mused between hiccups, but then got interrupted by Yax flipping their table "It's not a fairy tale! I did not sign up for no friggin fantasy! It's a proper science fiction! Sci-fi! With technology and stuff.."
Cid pulled him down by his shoulder "Sit down! Look what mess you made.." and then started cleaning it up without a second thought.
Ivory giggled while trying to snatch another bottle from Jone who pushed him back while seriously stating "All technology at certain point starts resembling magic to those who do not understand it."
"Hear, hear" Blaze confirmed from his spot on the floor with one hand waving up and showing a peace sign for some reason. Next to him, twins were out and snoring already.
Mani pursed his lips and looked up into the sky. There was no moon, just gazillions of stars twinkling in a chorus of light. He will stick to it being magic. It's not like what he thinks can change anything. He hiccuped again.
Yax settled down and got another bottle of whatever was brewed in this batch. He had to admit some parts were rather mystical. Like this holy potion. Or Mani. Mani was most definitely something magical. But he is not going to say it. And no one can know what he thinks to himself. He grinned, satisfied by himself and his skill to keep secrets.
Next to him, Cid rolled his eyes, there goes Yax, spilling the beans to whoever wants to listen his 'secret thoughts'. Not like anyone was sober enough to pay attention.
"Time to end this party." He said while standing up and dragging Yax towards the tent he shared with Ivory. "Tomorrow is another day where we have to rise up and do our best to save the world." Even he did not believe it any more. The jungle was endless, beasts were fierce, and gods above were laughing louder and louder from that abyss they call home.