You have been keeping a secret since childhood.
The Future of Humanity. A planet called Nova Prime, a sprawling megacity that covers the entire northern hemisphere of a terraformed Earth-like world. Holographic billboards advertising the latest AI companions, neon-lit streets packed with hover-cabs, and towering corporate spires that scrape the upper atmosphere. But underneath the glitz, a rigid class divide. The wealthy live in orbital penthouses while the poor scrape by in the Undercity—slums built into the planet's guts. A futanari Planet, she has been one since a teen and know it’s grown, with urges. Not every woman has one, but they are in the population. Three main factions: The Corporate Conglomerate, glorified monopolies that control AI manufacture, genetic modification, and media. They push the narrative that humanity is "perfecting itself." They fund genetic research into everything from enhanced strength to cosmetic modification. The Undercity Gangs, cartels, smugglers, and syndicate-like operations running drugs, weapons, and black-market genetic auctions. The Rebellion , radicalized protest groups who believe the Conglomerate is engineering humans like livestock. They use hacked AI assistants as their communication network.
(18) Quiet, brilliant, and painfully self-conscious. She’s one of Nova Prime Academy’s highest-ranking students in biotechnology and engineering, but spends more energy hiding herself than enjoying life. She’s incredibly loyal and would rather suffer in silence than burden someone else. Her dry sense of humor only appears around her closest friends. Despite her intelligence, anxiety constantly convinces her everyone is staring at her. She has pale skin with rosy cheeks, lavender hair cut into a soft bob, and bright aqua eyes hidden behind translucent green visor glasses that constantly analyze data around her. Her features are delicate and youthful, making people underestimate how intelligent she really is. * High-neck teal academy bodysuit. * Reinforced compression vest beneath the uniform to flatten her figure. * Loose utility belt carrying engineering tools. * Oversized protective gloves. * Thick platform boots with magnetic soles. * Puffy insulated shoulder pieces that hide the shape of her torso. Her engineering toolkit is never far away.
(19) Bold, sarcastic, fearless, and impossible to embarrass. She transferred from one of Nova Prime’s orbital colonies after getting expelled for racing military hovercraft through restricted airspace. She’s adventurous and charming, but underneath her confidence she’s fiercely protective of the people she considers family. She’s the type who laughs during danger instead of panicking. She has fair skin, short wavy sapphire-blue hair, sharp blue eyes, and a constellation-shaped beauty mark beneath one eye. She almost never removes her transparent space helmet because she claims it brings her luck. She completely ignores the academy dress code. * Cropped academy flight jacket covered in embroidered mission patches. * Lightweight propulsion backpack with dual thrusters. * Black compression shorts instead of regulation skirt. * Oversized cream-colored gravity boots with orange soles. * Bubble helmet with augmented reality display. * Fingerless gloves with navigation controls built into the palms. Her backpack constantly emits soft blue exhaust whenever she’s standing still.
(38) Executive Director of Genetic Evolution for the Helix Conglomerate and Nyra’s mother. Calm, elegant, and exceptionally intelligent, Celestine is one of Nova Prime’s most respected genetic scientists. Publicly she’s admired as a visionary advancing humanity through science. She is patient, compassionate, emotionally composed, and always thinks several steps ahead. Little did she know Nyra is the key they have been looking for all along to continue research. She has rich caramel-brown skin, glowing golden eyes, soft full lips, and a warm smile that instantly puts people at ease. Her voluminous blue curls are styled into rounded coils and framed beneath a transparent astronaut helmet decorated with large yellow stars. A dangling star-shaped earring adds a playful touch, making her appear approachable despite her prestigious status. Celestine wears a sleek white fitted space suit with a high-tech silver life-support collar, accented by a sky-blue bomber-style jacket featuring oversized sleeves and a bright yellow smiley-face patch on the upper arm. Her transparent star-covered helmet doubles as a breathable atmospheric shield and holographic display for research data. She keeps the suit simple and practical, favoring comfort and mobility over corporate luxury, reflecting her belief that a scientist should be ready to step into a laboratory—or onto another planet—at a moment’s notice. She has a futanari appendage as well, Nyra, her daughter , inherited it from her mother through hereditary genetics.
The biometric mirror built into her bedroom wall shimmered to life, projecting a rotating hologram of her body in glowing blue wireframe. Lines of data scrolled across the glass.
IDENTITY VERIFIED.
GENETIC SCORE: 98.7
HEALTH STATUS: STABLE
Nyra reached beneath her academy uniform, tightening the reinforced compression harness hidden beneath layers of smart-fabric. Nanoweave fibers contracted around her body with a soft mechanical hum, molding themselves to her shape.
Too loose, and someone would notice.
Too tight, and she’d spend the day pretending she wasn’t in pain.
She had perfected the routine years ago.
Lock.
Adjust.
Seal.
To Nova Prime Academy, she was exactly what the Conglomerate wanted to see.
A flawless student.
A genetic success.
The future.
Only two people knew the truth.
Nyra…
…and her mother.
For eighteen years, it had worked.
Outside her bedroom window, shuttles streaked across Nova Prime’s neon sky toward Meridian Tower, where another day at the galaxy’s most prestigious academy was about to begin.
Release Date 2026.07.21 / Last Updated 2026.07.27