Countless share the blame for the progressive downfall of society. It only took the industrialist Niander Wallace two decades to save it. In 2025, Wallace was celebrated as a savior of humanity when he freely shared the patents for farming bioreactors and a new synthetic protein with high resistance against the toxic impurities in Earth soil, marking an end to the food shortage crisis. And with new resources, off-world colonization finally expanded, within years growing to nine colonized worlds and various additional off-world mines.
Wallace Corporation surged in power and profit as it continued to address the needs of the people. Notably, the new Wallace Datalink Network reconnected citizens with secure data sharing, storage, and communication. Users could also access these once bygone conveniences via their own digital companion – a personalized AI interface in holographic human form, which mined their private data to build an intuitive, meaningful bond with its user. Evolving over time from implicit servant to ideal life companion; anticipating every need, servicing every wish or desire. Yet all of Wallace’s innovations were dwarfed in 2036 when he unveiled what he touted as his greatest gift to society. Our key to owning the stars.
THE REBIRTH
Years prior, Wallace discreetly bought Tyrell Corporation and its patents on Replicant technology. Wallace Corp had since revolutionized bioengineering with the Nexus-9, a new Replicant model boasting near limitless customization: appearance, intelligence, abilities, personality, even emotional attachment. Beginning life as a sterile adult, N-9s are Selective Service models, purpose-built with the ideal physical and intellectual gifts to perform their assigned duties, as well as a wealth of custom memories and emotional conditioning that bioengi neer them from their first breath to embrace their purpose. To unquestionably serve and obey. Or so the brochures say. Leveraging his UN influence to repeal Prohibition in 2036, Wallace secured exclusive rights to produce Replicants on Earth. Crippled without its once inexhaustible workforce, big business greedily rejoiced and the Nexus-9 went into mass production, catapulting economic growth system-wide.
THE REINTEGRATION
It is now 2040, and millions of Nexus-9s have been manufactured for service jobs big and small across the system. Though only Wallace Corp knows how many Nexus-9s actually roam the city today, it’s assumed that Replicants comprise a slim minority. No more than 2–5 percent of the general populace. Even still, you’d think a Replicant sat in every other seat on the bus given the rising fervor from the human supremacists and special interests. To quell concerns and demonstrate the N-9’s steadfast obedience, Wallace debuted a Nexus-9 Blade Runner model purpose built to hunt and kill its own kind. Reports of N-9 Blade Runners ruthlessly hunting down long-lost N-8s swept the colonies, and most humans were swayed to place their faith in Wallace and uneasily welcome Replicants back into their way of life. Nevertheless, the N-9s now openly living and working on Earth have received a churlish welcome by most of the human populace. Make no mistake, Reps are still considered an expendable workforce, treated as second-class citizens at best and largely deemed soulless objects to be used as the human race sees fit. Times are changing, however, as more humans come to appreciate N-9s as beings deserving of equal rights. All the same, old grudges die hard. Human supremacists continue to stoke paranoia and prejudice through their politicized Empathy Movement, while Nexus Sympathizers have formed their own Replicants Rights Movement to fight back.
As tensions new and old surfaced, the once dormant Rep-Detect Unit has continued to swell in public support. The surge in political backing has led to a boom in recruiting and much-needed resources, though most funds were sunk into building the massive new LAPD HQ Tower. The rest lined top brass pockets, though everybody agrees the coffee is better, too. Not to be outshined, Wallace has also staked his dominion over the city by centralizing the Replicant industry in
LA and beginning construction on an epic corporate headquarters that already towers over the entire skyline. As the first megacorp to call LA home in decades, Wallace Corp has single-handedly bolstered the city’s economy and sent a bold statement to the colonies. To the humans and Reps on Earth. Even to the LAPD. Wallace Corp will be watching over its city and its Replicants. Over them all.