>In the year 2000, Armageddon never came. No final battle at the world's end. No phantom horsemen ringing in the apocalypse. The truth was worse than that. For when famine, pestilence, and death arrived at last… they were entirely of human origin!
>It was the work of the Citadel, a secret cabal team led by a man named Cyrus Storm. A man whose vision was exceeded only by his ruthlessness.
>Storm foresaw the food shortage that an ever-expanding world population would bring, and that was a scenario he planned to avoid with every means at his disposal.
>Releasing a deadly but selective virus into the environment story and his cabal decided who would live and who would die. Controlling the fate of every individual on earth and ridding the world of any believed to be defective.
>Now life in the wastelands is bad and getting worse. The poor and the hungry face a bleak future. A future that would be entirely without hope were it not for one thing: A man. A legend. Called… Nash.
