It was supposed to be a routine delivery for Michael, but it wound up nearly being the death of him. Now he's hitting the road, looking for a new gig, a new lease on life. He finds it in Nipton, the brutal spectacle left by the Legion giving hi the purpose he has lacked for so long. Legio delenda est!

Third world revolutions are a lucrative business, and sound investments have earned me a private island! However, prosperity stirs up bad blood with the locals, and the spirits of those who refuse to let go of the island's bloody history.

Although the Reapers' appearance has heralded a galactic crisis, there are those who welcome their arrival, desperate for a solution to what they see as technological progress run amok. One such group makes a pilgrimage to the megalopolis of Atlanta, where the Reapers have touched down, to seek their salvation.