Stellaris — Toxoids Species(2022)

The Otheman Mandate had risen from the literal trash heap of their sector. While other civilizations spent centuries cleaning their oceans and filtering their skies, Vetra’s ancestors had leaned into the rot. They had accelerated their evolution through the Relentless Industrialists civic, turning their home world into a tomb world that thrived on the very pollutants that killed everything else.

"The sensor array is picking up a signal from the Shroud," Skrit interrupted, his voice trembling. "It’s... it’s the Great Corruptor. The bio-signatures match the ancient texts." STELLARIS TOXOIDS SPECIES(2022)

Her skin, a translucent shade of bruised purple, slicked with a protective layer of natural secretions that shielded her from the caustic fog. Behind her, the massive vent of the toxin-scrubber groaned, belching out a fresh cloud of sulfurous yellow gas. To any other species in the galaxy, this room was a death sentence. To the Toxoids of Otheman, it was a nursery. The Otheman Mandate had risen from the literal

The air inside the atmospheric processing plant on Otheman II didn't just smell bad; it tasted like rusted pennies and desperation. For Vetra, a Chief Reclamation Officer of the Otheman Industrial Mandate, this was the scent of progress. "The sensor array is picking up a signal

"Inform the Blorg," she added with a jagged grin. "The tour is over. The harvest begins."