Stellaris - Toxoids Species(2022)

"Warm up the thrusters," Vetra commanded, her eyes reflecting the neon green glow of the sludge pools below. "If the God is calling, we won't greet them with clean hands. We’ll bring the stench of a thousand factories."

"The Blorg representatives are refusing to disembark," her assistant, a twitchy drone-operator named Skrit, chirped through the comms. "They say the 'aroma' of our starport is melting their environmental suits." STELLARIS TOXOIDS SPECIES(2022)

She looked at her hands, where the chemical burns were beginning to form—a sign of the "Shorted Lifespan" trait she had accepted for the sake of her empire's growth. She wouldn't live to see the next century, but her civilization would choke the stars until they were the only ones left breathing. "Warm up the thrusters," Vetra commanded, her eyes

Vetra sighed, a wet, rattling sound. "Tell them it is a localized pheromonal greeting. If they want the trade deal for the mutagenic crystals, they have to breathe the air we breathe." "They say the 'aroma' of our starport is