War. War never changes.
Since the dawn of time war has been waged over the most trivial of things. Whether it be over things such as a difference in government, lack of resources, or even religion. However, in 2077 a war unlike any other rose to a head. Oil reserves were at an all-time low, the Chinese and Americans were at each other's throats for what oil remained in Alaska. Those called religious nuts preached that when it came time to cleanse the earth again it would be fire. How right they were yet not even they could've predicted what happened to earth.
Nuclear fire consumed the planet, hundreds of millions died as the bombs were dropped. Lives were ruined, families destroyed, children spent their final moments curled beneath their blankets hoping it was all a dream. The sad truth of reality was that this was no dream. This was human nature at work. Nuclear fallout claimed millions more. While some did survive on the surface, there were those who had made it to safety... We call them Vault Dwellers.
Countless numbers of these vaults were built and within people were kept saved from the hell those on the surface were forced to suffer. There was food and water enough to last these individuals for decades if not centuries and when the time came they embarked from their vaults back into the wild.
The Gulf Commonwealth, consisting of Alabama, Louisiana and Florida returned to what they had once been swamps. Throughout the gulf mutant creatures unlike any others found in the wasteland wandered. However, there are rumors a city that has survived the carnage and destruction of the world above. Orlando, a technological marvel unlike any other. Whose amusement parks still stand as monuments that light the surrounding landscapes.
It is the goal of the occupants of Vault 84 to reach this holy land of sorts. Once a year scouts are sent out to find a path to Orlando... Yet none return. It is this vault where our story begins.