Re:Pocalypse

Destiny is a fickle thing, always everchanging. Some things are easily changed while others are constant, always meant to happen. Nova finds himself and those he cares - or just simply knows about - in everlasting danger. Every corner is filled with regrets, sacrifices, and blood. Nova finds himself with his own "gift" or super power that is destined to brush himself and those around him with a faint whiff of death...