The Plastic Galaxy is home to the weird, the incomprehensible, the illustrious, and the horrific. An unfathomable amount of worlds orbiting stars orbiting a supermassive blackhole in the center of the galaxy, and they are governed (largely) by the System Collective and the super elite echelons of intergalactic society.
  Over the millennia, as the System Collective grew to truly gluttonous proportions, they began losing their ironclad grip on the Galaxy. While the royalty remained allied to the government, the impoverished, disheveled, and the oppressed banded together with an extra-galactic species of hostile invaders called the Sarians. They had hoped to overthrow the System Collective through years of rebellions; a death by a thousand cuts, if you would.
  They were not successful.
  The Sarians were forced to the other side of the universe, and all warp gates leading to their home world, as well as all technology they may have developed during their time in the Plastic Galaxy, were destroyed. After the initial fall of the rebellion, the rebels were scattered across the Galaxy, their every move and communication monitored by the System Collective and the royalty. While uprisings have come, they are eliminated almost as fast as they are formed.
  More recently, however, the Sarians have resurfaced on the fringes of the Outer Rim. While the System Collective sends its forces to deal with the emerging threat, they are running themselves thin maintaining the status quo of their dynasty.
  A thousand years ago, they enlisted the help of debtors, prisoners, and known outlaws to stamp out traces of rebellion for them. They promised these Damned Ones freedom in exchange for their services, and immortality as a reward for their loyalty to the System Collective.
  But immortality isn’t all it’s made out to be.
  Bonechill, a man turned immortal ghoul by the hands of the System Collective, is tasked with travelling the Outer Rim to hunt for rebellious uprisings and eliminate them. He has been both an efficient and prolific killer over the last six hundred years, earning him the moniker “The Reaper” among Outer Rim residents.
  One day, however, upon arriving on the lesser moon of Galthan, Bonechill’s life would change in ways that he could never have predicted in six hundred years.
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