The sun gently kissed the green leaves of the forest trees as the vibrant song of morning echoed across Uforika The animal kingdom thrived; The Polar Bear King looked down from the glistening snow capped mountains with an ever watchful eye, ruling the peaks with strength and honour. Glancing upwards, the Eagle King flew overhead, the protector of the skies and all who would fly across them. Meanwhile, the Monkey King danced through the forest canopy, eloquently playing the fool whilst commanding his troops of the trees who were so willing to follow. Rumbling through the depths of the lush environment, the Panda King, rarely seen, kept his tribe close - the harmony of their world enough to satisfy their desires.

Across the marshland, the Snake King slithered back to his den, the intricate patterns weaved in to his skin shim-mering and shining in the sunlight. Unbeknown to the others, below the surface, the Racoon King was continuing to build out his empire underground, burrowing away to provide for his nursery community. Finally, the Wolf King, forever roaming the evolving landscape, delighting in the haven of Uforika’s green and luscious lands and the sanctuary it provided. Each King ruled over its own kingdom on Uforika - each faction created to ensure peace and harmony across the planet, protecting all from harm and ensuring Uforika’s ecosystem.

Uforika was not always as it seems. Before humans arrived and long before the IKAs, there were the old ways - the ways of the animal kings. Limited knowledge of those times remain; the spirit guides are all that is left, tethered to the lost world - a world lost to events beyond its control. A world that never lays to rest - its spirit guides a beacon of hope to all who may venture on to the planet to discover its hidden wonders...

But that ecosystem, so lovingly and carefully curated, could never have been prepared to suffer the catastrophic event that would befall it...


An unknown craft burst through the atmosphere, the markings IKA 008 etched on to its side, and crash landed in the heart of the Panda King’s territory. The IKA creatures contained within burst out of their holdings, soon to be confronted by animals not of their world. The Panda King and his tribe were the first to fall. How could they have known that the IKAs were engineered for battle, trained to overcome all that stood in their path, whatever the cost. With Fly IKA guiding from the skies, the IKAs began their relentless hostile takeover of Uforika, all animals retreating to their natural kingdoms to make their stand against the virus that was invading their paradise. Kingdoms were picked off one by one. The Polar Bear King called upon the Wolf King to stand and unite together and fight but, even together, they were no match for the power the IKAs possessed. It was hopeless. The Polar Bears’ made their final stands in the mountains but they were in vain. All was lost. The IKAs did what their Kholtak masters had trained them to do and ruth-lessly ravaged their new world.

But that ecosystem, so lovingly and carefully curated, could never have been prepared to suffer the catastrophic event that would befall it...






An unknown craft burst through the atmosphere, the markings IKA 008 etched on to its side, and crash landed in the heart of the Panda King’s territory. The IKA creatures contained within burst out of their holdings, soon to be confronted by animals not of their world. The Panda King and his tribe were the first to fall. How could they have known that the IKAs were engineered for battle, trained to overcome all that stood in their path, whatever the cost. With Fly IKA guiding from the skies, the IKAs began their relentless hostile takeover of Uforika, all animals retreating to their natural kingdoms to make their stand against the virus that was invading their paradise. Kingdoms were picked off one by one. The Polar Bear King called upon the Wolf King to stand and unite together and fight but, even together, they were no match for the power the IKAs possessed. It was hopeless. The Polar Bears’ made their final stands in the mountains but they were in vain. All was lost. The IKAs did what their Kholtak masters had trained them to do and ruth-lessly ravaged their new world.

As the chaos calmed and in the absence of their masters (who had perished in the galactic storm they were escaping), some IKAs stopped to question why this path of destruction was so necessary. Chi IKA voiced that the IKAs had a chance to start again in this newly discovered world and live how they once were before the Infinite Kholtak Alliance changed them. This was a chance to live in peace and harmony. Death IKA, however, relished in the chaos, refusing to change what was now in the IKA DNA. Lines were drawn; half the IKAs wanted to follow Chi to a new way of life: Health, Atmospheric, Sound, Electric and Ice. Those that could not overcome and control their need for battle followed Death: Radioactive, Pyrokinesis, Fighting,Ikanium and Psychic.








And so the paths were set and the two factions have been against each other ever since. Fly IKA remained forever impartial, never succumbing to the rule of Chi or Death but watching closely from behind the clouds, governing the skies.












And what of the fallen animal kings? Rumour has it that the kings are still present on Uforika in spirit form -a connection to the world that was once theirs. A connection with their land, forged deep over time. A land that still remembers and engages with its spirits to nurture new inhabitants on Uforika, to guide and evolve them in to beings that can live in harmony with one another and embrace the opportunities that Uforika can offer to those who are willing.

As the chaos calmed and in the absence of their masters (who had perished in the galactic storm they were escaping), some IKAs stopped to question why this path of destruction was so necessary. Chi IKA voiced that the IKAs had a chance to start again in this newly discovered world and live how they once were before the Infinite Kholtak Alliance changed them. This was a chance to live in peace and harmony. Death IKA, however, relished in the chaos, refusing to change what was now in the IKA DNA. Lines were drawn; half the IKAs wanted to follow Chi to a new way of life: Health, Atmospheric, Sound, Electric and Ice. Those that could not overcome and control their need for battle followed Death: Radioactive, Pyrokinesis, Fighting,Ikanium and Psychic.





And so the paths were set and the two factions have been against each other ever since. Fly IKA remained forever impartial, never succumbing to the rule of Chi or Death but watching closely from behind the clouds, governing the skies.







And what of the fallen animal kings? Rumour has it that the kings are still present on Uforika in spirit form -a connection to the world that was once theirs. A connection with their land, forged deep over time. A land that still remembers and engages with its spirits to nurture new inhabitants on Uforika, to guide and evolve them in to beings that can live in harmony with one another and embrace the opportunities that Uforika can offer to those who are willing.

The sun gently kissed the green leaves of the forest trees as the vibrant song of morning echoed across Uforika The animal kingdom thrived; The Polar Bear King looked down from the glistening snow capped mountains with an ever watchful eye, ruling the peaks with strength and honour. Glancing upwards, the Eagle King flew overhead, the protector of the skies and all who would fly across them. Meanwhile, the Monkey King danced through the forest canopy, eloquently playing the fool whilst commanding his troops of the trees who were so willing to follow. Rumbling through the depths of the lush environment, the Panda King, rarely seen, kept his tribe close - the harmony of their world enough to satisfy their desires.

Across the marshland, the Snake King slithered back to his den, the intricate patterns weaved in to his skin shim-mering and shining in the sunlight. Unbeknown to the others, below the surface, the Racoon King was continuing to build out his empire underground, burrowing away to provide for his nursery community. Finally, the Wolf King, forever roaming the evolving landscape, delighting in the haven of Uforika’s green and luscious lands and the sanctuary it provided. Each King ruled over its own kingdom on Uforika - each faction created to ensure peace and harmony across the planet, protecting all from harm and ensuring Uforika’s ecosystem.

Uforika was not always as it seems. Before humans arrived and long before the IKAs, there were the old ways - the ways of the animal kings. Limited knowledge of those times remain; the spirit guides are all that is left, tethered to the lost world - a world lost to events beyond its control. A world that never lays to rest - its spirit guides a beacon of hope to all who may venture on to the planet to discover its hidden wonders...

But that ecosystem, so lovingly and carefully curated, could never have been prepared to suffer the catastrophic event that would befall it...















An unknown craft burst through the atmosphere, the markings IKA 008 etched on to its side, and crash landed in the heart of the Panda King’s territory. The IKA creatures contained within burst out of their holdings, soon to be confronted by animals not of their world. The Panda King and his tribe were the first to fall. How could they have known that the IKAs were engineered for battle, trained to overcome all that stood in their path, whatever the cost. With Fly IKA guiding from the skies, the IKAs began their relentless hostile takeover of Uforika, all animals retreating to their natural kingdoms to make their stand against the virus that was invading their paradise. Kingdoms were picked off one by one. The Polar Bear King called upon the Wolf King to stand and unite together and fight but, even together, they were no match for the power the IKAs possessed. It was hopeless. The Polar Bears’ made their final stands in the mountains but they were in vain. All was lost. The IKAs did what their Kholtak masters had trained them to do and ruth-lessly ravaged their new world.

As the chaos calmed and in the absence of their masters (who had perished in the galactic storm they were escaping), some IKAs stopped to question why this path of destruction was so necessary. Chi IKA voiced that the IKAs had a chance to start again in this newly discovered world and live how they once were before the Infinite Kholtak Alliance changed them. This was a chance to live in peace and harmony. Death IKA, however, relished in the chaos, refusing to change what was now in the IKA DNA. Lines were drawn; half the IKAs wanted to follow Chi to a new way of life: Health, Atmospheric, Sound, Electric and Ice. Those that could not overcome and control their need for battle followed Death: Radioactive, Pyrokinesis, Fighting,Ikanium and Psychic.






And so the paths were set and the two factions have been against each other ever since. Fly IKA remained forever impartial, never succumbing to the rule of Chi or Death but watching closely from behind the clouds, governing the skies.











And what of the fallen animal kings? Rumour has it that the kings are still present on Uforika in spirit form -a connection to the world that was once theirs. A connection with their land, forged deep over time. A land that still remembers and engages with its spirits to nurture new inhabitants on Uforika, to guide and evolve them in to beings that can live in harmony with one another and embrace the opportunities that Uforika can offer to those who are willing.

The sun gently kissed the green leaves of the forest trees as the vibrant song of morning echoed across Uforika The animal kingdom thrived; The Polar Bear King looked down from the glistening snow capped mountains with an ever watchful eye, ruling the peaks with strength and honour. Glancing upwards, the Eagle King flew overhead, the protector of the skies and all who would fly across them. Meanwhile, the Monkey King danced through the forest canopy, eloquently playing the fool whilst commanding his troops of the trees who were so willing to follow. Rumbling through the depths of the lush environment, the Panda King, rarely seen, kept his tribe close - the harmony of their world enough to satisfy their desires.

Across the marshland, the Snake King slithered back to his den, the intricate patterns weaved in to his skin shim-mering and shining in the sunlight. Unbeknown to the others, below the surface, the Racoon King was continuing to build out his empire underground, burrowing away to provide for his nursery community. Finally, the Wolf King, forever roaming the evolving landscape, delighting in the haven of Uforika’s green and luscious lands and the sanctuary it provided. Each King ruled over its own kingdom on Uforika - each faction created to ensure peace and harmony across the planet, protecting all from harm and ensuring Uforika’s ecosystem.

Uforika was not always as it seems. Before humans arrived and long before the IKAs, there were the old ways - the ways of the animal kings. Limited knowledge of those times remain; the spirit guides are all that is left, tethered to the lost world - a world lost to events beyond its control. A world that never lays to rest - its spirit guides a beacon of hope to all who may venture on to the planet to discover its hidden wonders...

But that ecosystem, so lovingly and carefully curated, could never have been prepared to suffer the catastrophic event that would befall it...






An unknown craft burst through the atmosphere, the markings IKA 008 etched on to its side, and crash landed in the heart of the Panda King’s territory. The IKA creatures contained within burst out of their holdings, soon to be confronted by animals not of their world. The Panda King and his tribe were the first to fall. How could they have known that the IKAs were engineered for battle, trained to overcome all that stood in their path, whatever the cost. With Fly IKA guiding from the skies, the IKAs began their relentless hostile takeover of Uforika, all animals retreating to their natural kingdoms to make their stand against the virus that was invading their paradise. Kingdoms were picked off one by one. The Polar Bear King called upon the Wolf King to stand and unite together and fight but, even together, they were no match for the power the IKAs possessed. It was hopeless. The Polar Bears’ made their final stands in the mountains but they were in vain. All was lost. The IKAs did what their Kholtak masters had trained them to do and ruth-lessly ravaged their new world.

As the chaos calmed and in the absence of their masters (who had perished in the galactic storm they were escaping), some IKAs stopped to question why this path of destruction was so necessary. Chi IKA voiced that the IKAs had a chance to start again in this newly discovered world and live how they once were before the Infinite Kholtak Alliance changed them. This was a chance to live in peace and harmony. Death IKA, however, relished in the chaos, refusing to change what was now in the IKA DNA. Lines were drawn; half the IKAs wanted to follow Chi to a new way of life: Health, Atmospheric, Sound, Electric and Ice. Those that could not overcome and control their need for battle followed Death: Radioactive, Pyrokinesis, Fighting, Ikanium and Psychic.




And so the paths were set and the two factions have been against each other ever since. Fly IKA remained forever impartial, never succumbing to the rule of Chi or Death but watching closely from behind the clouds, governing the skies.







And what of the fallen animal kings? Rumour has it that the kings are still present on Uforika in spirit form -a connection to the world that was once theirs. A connection with their land, forged deep over time. A land that still remembers and engages with its spirits to nurture new inhabitants on Uforika, to guide and evolve them in to beings that can live in harmony with one another and embrace the opportunities that Uforika can offer to those who are willing.