Nekyia Veche

Eleven years, three months, eight days, seven hours, five minutes, and six seconds. That was the journey's duration, a span The Traveler embraced, given their ship's light-speed velocity. It offered ample time to grapple with the questions churning since their…

The Traveler was adrift in a sea of confusion.  Their purpose was clear: conquer, dominate, rule.  Yet, unlike the other Duplikates, a nagging question echoed in their synthetic mind: why?  The point of subjugation seemed hollow, a pointless exercise in…

Outworld is a desolate, isolated planet, light-years from any other inhabited realm.  Its barren surface is home to the Duplikate, a hyper-advanced race of synthetic humanoids.  Created with the singular purpose of galactic domination, the Duplikate are bound by a…

“This is not the first time you have failed in your mission.” spoke the masked, red being in a quiet but clearly irritated voice. “You have done so, many times over.” The Traveler’s eyes scanned back…

A light shimmered in the distance, like a speck of dust with the magnificence of a thousand diamonds. This beacon in a desert full of nothingness could not be ignored. The Traveler stopped, scanned the perimeter for any trace of…

The birds flew high above as they migrated towards their destiny. In a way, the journey upon The Traveler was not dissimilar. The sun would rise and the sun would fall. The winds would ebb and the winds would flow…

“The only place I am truly safe is inside my head…” The Traveler thought. At least, this used to be the case before The Others had ripped away all that The Traveler loved, all that The Traveler had,…

This is not how The Traveler expected things to go. They came to this place to start new - To connect, to live, to love. Instead, The Traveler was an outcast. Too different, too dangerous, too misunderstood. The Others could…

The peace and the light had given way to darkness and prolonged sadness. The optimism and hope for a better life hadn’t materialized, at least not on the preferred timetable of The Traveler. The gritty streets of this futuristic metropolis…

In the beginning, there was peace and there was light. The Traveler had spent what felt like an eternity making their way to this new and mysterious place. A sense of optimistic curiosity washed over The Traveler as they disembarked…