Most of us know about Hell. Where bad people go when they die. Filled with terrifying things such as brutal, karmic tortures and monstrous demons. Now let me tell you about a place worse than hell. Pandora. Pandora is a desolate hellhole of a planet, populated with bandits, psychos, and vicious wildlife, all of which have only one thing in mind: murder. It wasn't always so bad, it used to be somewhat habitable. But then came the corporations, who ravaged the planet for its resources and valuables, and eventually left, mainly due to the problem of the aforementioned psychos and wildlife arising. Now the only people left on pandora are the bandits, abandoned workers wondering how they got into this mess, and Vault Hunters. "What is a Vault Hunter?" I hear you ask. Well, on Pandora are Vaults. Giant deposits of weapons and treasure of supposedly alien origin. Vault Hunters are the few who are badass enough to brave the dangers of Pandora to find and open these Vaults. Now I'm going to tell you a story about how 6 of these Vault Hunters met and befriended the princess of Hell.
