Everything that has a beginning, has an end. Whether it's the life-cycle of some distant star or the short existence of a fly, everything eventually leads to ruin. After the war in 2077, human kind almost surrendered to this inevitable fate. As the bombs fell, most of the population of the planet did as well. Nuclear weapons launched from super power spanning across the globe made sure of that. Now, Earth is only a shadow
of it's former self. No cars are hastily cruising the freeways. No planes are seen powering through the skies loaded with celebrities. No boats travel across the oceans filled with consumer goods.