In the year 3050, the skies will be painted with hues of deep crimson and gold as the sun sets on the last remnants of civilization. The once blue skies will be a distant memory, a relic of a bygone era.
The air will be thick with the stench of burnt offerings and despair as the world's last remaining cities burn. The screams of the damned will echo through the desolate streets, a cacophony of terror and woe.
And yet, in this desolate wasteland, a glimmer of hope will emerge. A small band of survivors will band together, armed with nothing but their wits and a few well-placed memes, to face the coming apocalypse.
Learn more about the rise of the New World Order in Prophecy 2.
Read the Prophecies of Old for a dose of nostalgia and despair.