A distant exoplanet on the surface, a blooming New Eden in its subterranean realms. Nova is where the Chosen Ones fled after the rise of Apocalypse I. They brought faith, resources, and a discipline of survival; they preserved txt banished elsewhere, then taught the new to link devotion with consciousness-tech. Fewer elders meant tradition gave way to invention—a culture leaning forward while still glancing towards the heavens.

Cavern-gardens glow with engineered suns; transit galleries hum with psalm-algorithms; justice is administered in councils where prayer and protocol share the dais. Nova is a civilization tempered by ordeal and sharpened by spirituality and newness.