The year is 1947, in this version of Earth's history, the World Wars had become nothing more than a war of attrition. The technology of the time was also augmented by the ancient alien relics left buried beneath our feet that humanity had only just begun to truly understand. At the heart of it all was the ever-present threat of a Convergent Mortalis. A Convergence was already sweeping the battlefields of Europe, Asia, and the Middle East. Not even Africa had been spared the all-consuming will of the Ghouls as Elijah, the mysterious head of the I/Sect had enacted what he saw as mankind's salvation.

It was only natural that in the years leading up to the Fall, players with enough money and drive sort their salvation beyond Earth itself. One such group led by Lazarus had founded the Lazarus City on the Moon. It was here where the most fortunate got to escape the endless war threatening to end humanity forever. It's here where the Fall truly is set in motion because a group known as the Maxim Front had intended to seize the lunar city for Maxim Vasechkin. However, their plan quickly falls apart as anarchy spreads across the city, while the new form of Mortalis sinks its teeth into anyone it can get its hands on. It's the distress signal broadcast by the city that draws in the unsuspecting Kaskari on board the Dauntless. They had heard stories of the Primortans but never did they expect to encounter this vile horror so far removed from their home. Knowing all too well what it could do if left to fester. The Kaskari take it upon themselves to stop the Mortalis before it escapes the Moon. Vadir Kor is carrying out his duties when the mission begins and it's only through his sense of self-preservation that he makes it off the ship. But now the Dauntless is on course to crash land in Roswell, New Mexico and from there, a new convergence will begin. One that might finally get Truth to open its eye and see Earth truly for the first time.