In 196x, nuclear war wasn't a threat... it was a reality.

It was thanks to the Elders that any stragglers of humanity survived.
They were the ones who made the Convoys, brought relief to the Nav, and tamed what was left of the harsh environment.

In the year 2xxx, humanity looks very different from the world before. High Elders rule their respected cities and have a common goal of bringing back much of what was lost by war and time. From the beauty of the parrot to the luxury of the virtual headset. Humanity is thriving once again!

If only the government could stop the strange epidemic of people who keep waking up believing they were in another world.