It is the year 2063.
Two world wars have past and the earth is in ruins. Desolate wastelands give way to makeshift cities built from the remains of past civilization. Mutants wander the landscape, preying on the few humans that survived the apocalypse.
Deep with a ruined house in nuclear Russia, a computer's glow fills a derelict room. An aging male and sole occupant for miles around finishes drawing a digital portrait. He types a small paragraph describing the events of the picture. He cranks his generator again and moves his cursor, clicking a small button on the screen.
For the first time in 5 decades, ☆Sense of Right☆ Alliance gets updated.