Above the wasteland, human civilization survives. A barrier rises from the ground, but order continues to crumble. Some say that when disaster strikes, it is the spiritual will that is the first sequence of weapons for humans to face danger. Some say, don't let the sorrows of the times become your sorrows. Some say, I will let my sorrow, be the sorrow of the age. This time it's a new story. The aftermath of the holocaust will finally see the light.