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War.
War never changes.
On October 23rd, 2077, Earth was engulfed in Nuclear Fire. Some called it the final strike of The Great War. Others called it Judgement Day. It was better known as The End of The World. Humanity, as it always did, survived. Moving into this new era with violent efficiency and spite, they quickly carved out a new society. Some wanted the old days back, others enjoyed this new, violent world. They formed Tribes, Societies. Made new religions, new ideas, new philosophies... but The Old World refused to die, and someone desperately wanted it to die.
In an old science facility, known to many as The Big Empty... An experiment began to stir, and the world would forever be changed. In a flash of light, the Earth was destroyed, its history annihilated... but it's inhabitants still lived.
The Courier, a Legend among the Wasteland, survived. Thrown into a new reality, armed with his knowledge and arsenal, and a belief his allies still lived, discovered an alternate Earth. One that didn't walk down the path of Fallout... He vowed to make sure this version of Home would never walk that path. He was a Legend, a Warrior. He was a Traveler...
He was an Avenger. He was a Survivor.
He was the goddamned Courier, and this entire universe would know it!
God Bless Earth! God Bless the Tau'ri!