Across the floating fleet, as is the annual ritual, the pure blood Kholtak children venture out to the incu-bation hubs. Here they will choose their unhatched IKA eggs and nurture them through incubation as they await their hatching. As the children of Kholtak evolve, so do their chosen IKAs - an efficient recruitment scheme, calculatingly cultivated by the Kholtak leaders to breed the next wave of Kholtak fighters that will join them in their ambition to rule the galaxy and all who stand in their way. The army will continue to grow with evolved IKA creatures, once lovingly cared for and trained by the Kholtak children, now hard-ened battle creatures ready for war, the children also facing this product of evolution as their future is laid bare before them.



The structure of their ever moving world established, the Kholtaks exist, seamlessly scavenging through space, comfortable in the knowledge that the stories of their terror will strike fear in to any planet yet con-quered. Their technology has developed and evolved and the galaxy is theirs for the taking...

A cool breeze trickles through the atmosphere as the baron sands of the captured planet playfully dance up into the air across the landscape as the Kholtak leaders look down from their armada of space craft - their floating home, patrolling the galaxy as it reaps the rewards of the natural resources of the planets it has captured, draining each land of all it possesses for their own ambitions.








The Kholtaks rest, arrogantly calm in the knowledge that they rule the outer circle of the galaxy having conquered all in their path. IKA creatures recover from a catastrophically brutal campaign - their wounds healing, scars forming. The upper rulers of the Kholtaks have enforced a strict and unwavering regime over their people - they rule with fear and no one dare cross or challenge their authority.

The storm approaches as the alarm systems sound - evacuation protocol is initiated as wave upon wave of Kholtak ship is hurriedly boarded by desperate Kholtaks. The ships embark and attempt to make their way clear of their threatened atmosphere - but the speed of the storm is too great and too powerful - all ships destined to be destroyed. As ship after ship is swept up and away, the cargo ship IKA008 makes a last ditch attempt to warp speed in to a black hole - the destination of which unknown but is the only route to survive... Holding precious cargo inside, incubators and stores of IKA eggs salvaged from the Kholtak Labs, the ship battles through the darkness of the emptiness. Engines fail, debris clatters in to the ship, the sound of twisting metal screeching through the blackness.

As engine fires rage, the ship appears through the green hue of a new atmosphere. The

Kholtak pilot, no longer in control, nose dives the ship as the craft lurches downwards towards its new reality.






A huge explosion sets the ship on course to its final deathly destination - cargo hold pods release and scatter across the skies, their precious cargo unaware of the new environment they will inhabit.





The sound of violent crashes are heard as each pod reaches the ground, each compartment exploding open, eggs wildly distributed across the landscape.






Further away, the cargo ship lies in ruin. Flames embrace the metal, welding the ship to its final resting place. The crew are incinerated, their efforts in vain. What of the other ships? Did any others make their way to a safe new haven? Did the eggs of unhatched IKAs survive? What of the technology secrets held on the cargo ship? What of the IKAs that accompanied their Kholtak masters?






All is unknown - all is to be discovered...







As engine fires rage, the ship appears through the green hue of a new atmosphere. The Kholtak pilot, no longer in control, nose dives the ship as the craft lurches downwards towards its new reality.





A huge explosion sets the ship on course to its final deathly destination - cargo hold pods release and scatter across the skies, their precious cargo unaware of the new environment they will inhabit.





The sound of violent crashes are heard as each pod reaches the ground, each compartment exploding open, eggs wildly distributed across the landscape.






Further away, the cargo ship lies in ruin. Flames embrace the metal, welding the ship to its final resting place. The crew are incinerated, their efforts in vain. What of the other ships? Did any others make their way to a safe new haven? Did the eggs of unhatched IKAs survive? What of the technology secrets held on the cargo ship? What of the IKAs that accompanied their Kholtak masters?






All is unknown - all is to be discovered...





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



But no amount of technology can conquer the atmospheric dangers that lurk across the star filled skies. The Kholtaks exist, blissfully unaware of the gigantic galactic storm that is thundering its way toward their hovering home...



As the storm gathers strength, it also gathers speed - lightning speed - the velocity of which so strong, it is set to wipe out and obliterate all that stands in its way. This is a war the Kholtaks cannot win!

Welcome to Uforika - a new reality awaits...

Welcome to Uforika - a new reality awaits...

Across the floating fleet, as is the annual ritual, the pure blood Kholtak children venture out to the incu-bation hubs. Here they will choose their unhatched IKA eggs and nurture them through incubation as they await their hatching. As the children of Kholtak evolve, so do their chosen IKAs - an efficient recruitment scheme, calculatingly cultivated by the Kholtak leaders to breed the next wave of Kholtak fighters that will join them in their ambition to rule the galaxy and all who stand in their way. The army will continue to grow with evolved IKA creatures, once lovingly cared for and trained by the Kholtak children, now hard-ened battle creatures ready for war, the children also facing this product of evolution as their future is laid bare before them.



The structure of their ever moving world established, the Kholtaks exist, seamlessly scavenging through space, comfortable in the knowledge that the stories of their terror will strike fear in to any planet yet con-quered. Their technology has developed and evolved and the galaxy is theirs for the taking...

A cool breeze trickles through the atmosphere as the baron sands of the captured planet playfully dance up into the air across the landscape as the Kholtak leaders look down from their armada of space craft - their floating home, patrolling the galaxy as it reaps the rewards of the natural resources of the planets it has captured, draining each land of all it possesses for their own ambitions.



The Kholtaks rest, arrogantly calm in the knowledge that they rule the outer circle of the galaxy having conquered all in their path. IKA creatures recover from a catastrophically brutal campaign - their wounds healing, scars forming. The upper rulers of the Kholtaks have enforced a strict and unwavering regime over their people - they rule with fear and no one dare cross or challenge their authority.

The storm approaches as the alarm systems sound - evacuation protocol is initiated as wave upon wave of Kholtak ship is hurriedly boarded by desperate Kholtaks. The ships embark and attempt to make their way clear of their threatened atmosphere - but the speed of the storm is too great and too powerful - all ships destined to be destroyed. As ship after ship is swept up and away, the cargo ship IKA008 makes a last ditch attempt to warp speed in to a black hole - the destination of which unknown but is the only route to survive... Holding precious cargo inside, incubators and stores of IKA eggs salvaged from the Kholtak Labs, the ship battles through the darkness of the emptiness. Engines fail, debris clatters in to the ship, the sound of twisting metal screeching through the blackness.

As engine fires rage, the ship appears through the green hue of a new atmosphere. The Kholtak pilot, no longer in control, nose dives the ship as the craft lurches downwards towards its new reality.







A huge explosion sets the ship on course to its final deathly destination - cargo hold pods release and scatter across the skies, their precious cargo unaware of the new environment they will inhabit.






The sound of violent crashes are heard as each pod reaches the ground, each compartment exploding open, eggs wildly distributed across the landscape.






Further away, the cargo ship lies in ruin. Flames embrace the metal, welding the ship to its final resting place. The crew are incinerated, their efforts in vain. What of the other ships? Did any others make their way to a safe new haven? Did the eggs of unhatched IKAs survive? What of the technology secrets held on the cargo ship? What of the IKAs that accompanied their Kholtak masters?





All is unknown - all is to be discovered...







Welcome to Uforika - a new reality awaits...

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



But no amount of technology can conquer the atmospheric dangers that lurk across the star filled skies. The Kholtaks exist, blissfully unaware of the gigantic galactic storm that is thundering its way toward their hovering home...



As the storm gathers strength, it also gathers speed - lightning speed - the velocity of which so strong, it is set to wipe out and obliterate all that stands in its way. This is a war the Kholtaks cannot win!

Welcome to Uforika - a new reality awaits...

Welcome to Uforika - a new reality awaits...

Across the floating fleet, as is the annual ritual, the pure blood Kholtak children venture out to the incu-bation hubs. Here they will choose their unhatched IKA eggs and nurture them through incubation as they await their hatching. As the children of Kholtak evolve, so do their chosen IKAs - an efficient recruitment scheme, calculatingly cultivated by the Kholtak leaders to breed the next wave of Kholtak fighters that will join them in their ambition to rule the galaxy and all who stand in their way. The army will continue to grow with evolved IKA creatures, once lovingly cared for and trained by the Kholtak children, now hard-ened battle creatures ready for war, the children also facing this product of evolution as their future is laid bare before them.



The structure of their ever moving world established, the Kholtaks exist, seamlessly scavenging through space, comfortable in the knowledge that the stories of their terror will strike fear in to any planet yet con-quered. Their technology has developed and evolved and the galaxy is theirs for the taking...

A cool breeze trickles through the atmosphere as the baron sands of the captured planet playfully dance up into the air across the landscape as the Kholtak leaders look down from their armada of space craft - their floating home, patrolling the galaxy as it reaps the rewards of the natural resources of the planets it has captured, draining each land of all it possesses for their own ambitions.



The Kholtaks rest, arrogantly calm in the knowledge that they rule the outer circle of the galaxy having conquered all in their path. IKA creatures recover from a catastrophically brutal campaign - their wounds healing, scars forming. The upper rulers of the Kholtaks have enforced a strict and unwavering regime over their people - they rule with fear and no one dare cross or challenge their authority.

The storm approaches as the alarm systems sound - evacuation protocol is initiated as wave upon wave of Kholtak ship is hurriedly boarded by desperate Kholtaks. The ships embark and attempt to make their way clear of their threatened atmosphere - but the speed of the storm is too great and too powerful - all ships destined to be destroyed. As ship after ship is swept up and away, the cargo ship IKA008 makes a last ditch attempt to warp speed in to a black hole - the destination of which unknown but is the only route to survive... Holding precious cargo inside, incubators and stores of IKA eggs salvaged from the Kholtak Labs, the ship battles through the darkness of the emptiness. Engines fail, debris clatters in to the ship, the sound of twisting metal screeching through the blackness.

As engine fires rage, the ship appears through the green hue of a new atmosphere. The Kholtak pilot, no longer in control, nose dives the ship as the craft lurches downwards towards its new reality.




A huge explosion sets the ship on course to its final deathly destination - cargo hold pods release and scatter across the skies, their precious cargo unaware of the new environment they will inhabit.



The sound of violent crashes are heard as each pod reaches the ground, each compartment exploding open, eggs wildly distributed across the landscape.




Further away, the cargo ship lies in ruin. Flames embrace the metal, welding the ship to its final resting place. The crew are incinerated, their efforts in vain. What of the other ships? Did any others make their way to a safe new haven? Did the eggs of unhatched IKAs survive? What of the technology secrets held on the cargo ship? What of the IKAs that accompanied their Kholtak masters?




All is unknown - all is to be discovered...





Welcome to Uforika - a new reality awaits...

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



But no amount of technology can conquer the atmospheric dangers that lurk across the star filled skies. The Kholtaks exist, blissfully unaware of the gigantic galactic storm that is thundering its way toward their hovering home...



As the storm gathers strength, it also gathers speed - lightning speed - the velocity of which so strong, it is set to wipe out and obliterate all that stands in its way. This is a war the Kholtaks cannot win!

Welcome to Uforika - a new reality awaits...

Welcome to Uforika - a new reality awaits...