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Life is not pleasant on the brutal factory-world of Travail. Bilious yellow smog, acid rainfalls and toxic industrial runoff make the planet a living hell. Its entire land surface is covered in sprawling factory complexes that belch noxious fumes day and night, churning out munitions for the Scourge, a pan-genocidal civilisation using quantum tunnelling technology to wage war against the multiverse. The planet’s ruling elite, the Panjandrums, are interdimensional capitalists, wealthy beyond measure, living lives of unimaginable luxury in their private pocket universes, growing ever richer on the labour of the poor Travaillers.

The downtrodden factory grunts tell stories of a beautiful outlaw roaming higher dimensional space in a spliceship she built herself, openly defying the Panjandrums and stealing their riches. Her name is Nyx Nova and she was once a grunt like them, born into a life of drudgery on Travail.

According to the tales, her parents were both factory workers, toiling eighteen hours a day on the never-ending production lines. Nyx was an inquisitive child, her bright, lively mind filled with dreams of escape and a life beyond the smog-choked skies of Travail. She was constantly tinkering with broken machines and scavenging parts from the discarded trash of the factories, and quickly learned how to repair the machines that kept the factories running.

Over the years, she collected parts from abandoned spliceships in the planet’s many scrapyards until she had enough components to assemble her own patchwork vessel. Nyx devoted the few hours out of every day that she was not on the production line to building her ship, sacrificing sleep and sustenance, until one day the engines hummed into life and she took to the skies, bringing as many of her fellow grunts with her as she could.

They took to hiding inside the hyper-dimensional space known as the Flux and robbing the Panjandrums’ wormhole trains to survive.

She is accompanied by a crew of fiercely loyal buccaneers from across the multiverse and her pet gremlizard, Glitch, whose ability to cause machinery to malfunction has helped her out of more than a few tight spots.

Her exploits give hope to the poor drudges who labour in the factories. Some even believe that she has the power to bring down the Panjandrums and put an end to the Scourge's reign of terror.

But for Nyx, it's not about being a hero or a saviour. She simply wants to live life on her own terms, free from the oppression of the Panjandrums. And if that means taking what she needs to survive and sticking it to the rich and powerful along the way, then so be it.

She and her crew are always on the lookout for their next big score, their next daring heist, their next adventure in the infinite expanse of the multiverse. And wherever they go, Nyx Nova will always be at the helm, steering her beloved spliceship through the space-time continuum with skill and daring.

Created using Midjourney, Runway and Krita

Description
Life is not pleasant on the brutal factory-world of Travail. Bilious yellow smog, acid rainfalls and toxic industrial runoff make the planet a living hell. Its entire land surface is covered in sprawling factory complexes that belch noxious fumes day and night, churning out munitions for the Scourge, a pan-genocidal civilisation using quantum tunnelling technology to wage war against the multiverse. The planet’s ruling elite, the Panjandrums, are interdimensional capitalists, wealthy beyond measure, living lives of unimaginable luxury in their private pocket universes, growing ever richer on the labour of the poor Travaillers.

The downtrodden factory grunts tell stories of a beautiful outlaw roaming higher dimensional space in a spliceship she built herself, openly defying the Panjandrums and stealing their riches. Her name is Nyx Nova and she was once a grunt like them, born into a life of drudgery on Travail.

According to the tales, her parents were both factory workers, toiling eighteen hours a day on the never-ending production lines. Nyx was an inquisitive child, her bright, lively mind filled with dreams of escape and a life beyond the smog-choked skies of Travail. She was constantly tinkering with broken machines and scavenging parts from the discarded trash of the factories, and quickly learned how to repair the machines that kept the factories running.

Over the years, she collected parts from abandoned spliceships in the planet’s many scrapyards until she had enough components to assemble her own patchwork vessel. Nyx devoted the few hours out of every day that she was not on the production line to building her ship, sacrificing sleep and sustenance, until one day the engines hummed into life and she took to the skies, bringing as many of her fellow grunts with her as she could.

They took to hiding inside the hyper-dimensional space known as the Flux and robbing the Panjandrums’ wormhole trains to survive.

She is accompanied by a crew of fiercely loyal buccaneers from across the multiverse and her pet gremlizard, Glitch, whose ability to cause machinery to malfunction has helped her out of more than a few tight spots.

Her exploits give hope to the poor drudges who labour in the factories. Some even believe that she has the power to bring down the Panjandrums and put an end to the Scourge's reign of terror.

But for Nyx, it's not about being a hero or a saviour. She simply wants to live life on her own terms, free from the oppression of the Panjandrums. And if that means taking what she needs to survive and sticking it to the rich and powerful along the way, then so be it.

She and her crew are always on the lookout for their next big score, their next daring heist, their next adventure in the infinite expanse of the multiverse. And wherever they go, Nyx Nova will always be at the helm, steering her beloved spliceship through the space-time continuum with skill and daring.

Created using Midjourney, Runway and Krita