In the far reaches of the galaxy, there is a world named Terrene—a colossal green-and-red sphere renowned across the stars for its most precious treasure: the flux, a regeneration fruit. The flux—vibrant red-and-orange, shaped like a small sun—can restore health and vigor to any being who eats it, flooding them with energy and vitality.
But Terrene is more than orchards and miracles. It's the home of the Konnectics, an advanced people famed for their breathtaking agility and command over elemental power. They are strength and intellect braided together—acrobats and strategists whose joint power combinations can crack mountains. They share a rare bond: Konnectics can feel one another's emotions—and pain—even from far away.
Within Konnectic society, certain patterns hold. Among the men, lithe, lighter builds tend to move with blistering speed, often wielding fire or lightning, and just as often led by impulse. Medium builds think three moves ahead: their elements lean air, with a thread of lightning through it. Broader, heavier frames are relentless and ruthless, their power pools in earth and fire.
Konnectic women, in contrast, are renowned for their emotional command, a depth that fuels stronger telekinesis and elemental range. Where there might be physical disparities, they answer with precision, unity, and devastating joint power. Like the men, they are agile, intelligent, and strategically dangerous.
Their society avoids singular rule. Instead, they follow the High Council—six of the wisest Konnectics, three women and three men, chosen for judgment, experience, and the grit required to make hard decisions. Veterans of war sit beside Master of Diplomacy. They wear majestic purple when they convene, and their rulings shape not only Terrene, but the wider system.
Picture it in manga panels: lightning-fast duels between slender male Konnectics, cunning contests waged by medium-built tacticians, earth-splitting shockwaves hurled by brawny warriors. Then the women—eyes bright with psychic heat—linking minds and elements, their powers synchronizing into spectacles of force and grace. In the council chambers, cloaks whisper as votes are cast and destinies pulled taut.
Terrene is a crucible: of power, of connection, and of law. It's where the Konnectics' abilities, their interwoven lives, and their uncommon legal order converge into a landscape of intelligence and raw might. And somewhere within this galaxy of ritual and battle.