Orpheus

Nearly two-thousand years into the future, the world is controlled by four countries turned into military conglomerates. War is bitter and fresh in the minds of survivors, festering like an unclean wound while, for people born after the massacres and horrors, a constant reminder of what could break from the fragile peace at any moment. Technology has advanced past anything anyone in the past could have possibly imagined. Cities float in the sky with dome barriers keeping safe it's citizens from the frigid cold and lack of oxygen, the surface completely abandoned save for a few stragglers who'd rather live on their own then deal with the pains of society. Many commodities have been advanced to make life as easy as possible for those who can afford it. However, the best and worst innovation was that of S-T-A-V-E-S. Man-kinds worst decision.