Novius

From a kingdom located in the southern hemisphere of the world, Novius was born from royalty and was welcomed to the world as a prince within a hive where fireflies dwelled. While the number of firefly subjects greatly overwhelmed the amount of pixies; pixies still ruled over the Firefly Kingdom effectively - taking on attrubutes of fireflies themselves through generations.

On track to become a king himself one day, and also having the most attributes of a firefly himself, Novius was very popular with the general population, and worked hard to understand the hardships and ways of the firefly people so that he would be an even better king than his father.

One evening, while the pixie folk slept and the firefly folk were out and about, Novius decided to take a stroll around the grounds of the hive to talk to and meet some of the firefly folk. He tried his best to keep them all happy, as the origins of his royal family were written in anger, anguish, and despair - leaving a sour taste between pixies and fireflies. His great great great grandparents had forcefully taken the hive over and established a hirearchy where they were at the top, leaving the original inhabitants to either leave their home, or bend a knee. With this horrible history following him around wherever he went, Novius worked dilligently with the firefly inhabitants in hopes for forgivness once he became King.

While he strolled around the hive's grounds, many fireflies were happy to see him. They asked how he was doing, and answered any of his many questions regarding their lifestyle, their passions, and their feelings. However, there were also fireflies that cowered as he passed, his shadow looming over them in the glow of his tail. It pained him to see the hatred on their faces for something he was trying so hard to fix.

For many nights, Novius was unable to sleep. Each time he would take a walk, he would listen to the various complaints the fireflies had - many of which he had no control over. Finally, after doing all he could for them in his current position of power, he realized the one and only solution: the hive had to go back to the fireflies.

Speaking only to the fireflies in secret - a language that he had spent many moons learning so that he could fluently speak to his subjects one day as King of the Firefly Kingdom - he made a plan on how he would go about exiting the hive. The plan seemed perfect - he would be crowned as King, and then would immediately announce his resignation and his replacement, thus making it a royal order. The title would then be given to the eldest child of the original royal family - a firefly who deserved every bit of the throne.

A year or so had passed when Novius finally recieved the crown and title as King, to which he accepted graciously. He allowed his subjects to throw a party - celebrating the transition of power - celebrating the next step towards equality between the pixies and firefly folk. Novius had became the symbol of peace, equality, and new beginnings, much to his parents' dismay. While they too believed that he was a fantastic candidate for the hive's leader, they frowned greatly upon Novius's attempts at equality. To them, pixies were above all else - a rare and virtually undiscovered species that deserved the utmost respect for just being in the same presence as anything else.

Some moons had passed before the height of the plan was carried out. While having the crown upon his head felt like a crown of thorns, Novius's time as King felt almost too comfortable. He made many important decisions, spoke with many important ambassadors and royalty from other hives, and updated a lot of old rules that restricted a lot of what all of his subjects could do - many of which felt suffocating to follow at all times. It was almost like he was made for this position. Which - it pained him to think that he was. His bloodline was constructed carefully, he was taught carefully as to make the most out of his abilities, and he was part of a grand plan to continue making the "perfect" pixie king for the hive - something he wanted no part of.

Admittedly, he enjoyed being King. Doing a lot of good work for the inhabitants of the hive made his heart swell with compassion, understanding, and love for his subjects. All inhabitants he ruled, both pixie and firefly, adored him - seeing him more as a friend than an authority figure. He spent many a night laughing and joking with his guests during royal meetings, drinking hive-brewed wine made from dewdrops, mermaid bubbles, sweet sap, and fermented fruit seeds. He held games, sports, parties, and much more for his subjects, participating in many like he was a commoner. This worked well to help with his plan to step down and return the crown to it's rightful family. With the love of the inhabitants - they would be behind him no matter what he decided to do.

Finally, Novius invited a hive to a Royal Ball as a finale to his time as royalty. He invited many others as well, including other royalty, other dignitaries, and other commoners that lived beyond the hive's reach. They all enjoyed the ball, commenting on the beauty that the hive had aquired during Novius's reign, the freedom they had, and the amount of interaction between firefly and pixie folk. Years of horrid history faded away by the second, replaced by memories of laughter, friendship, and fun. Novius's parents both sat, quietly chatting amongst themselves, disappointed looks on their faces as they glanced quickly around the ballroom. Worry painted on their faces as their son had not appeared before the crowd yet, something that was very rude and certianly not kingly. They became embarassed and shifted uncomfortably.

Minutes ticked by as guests made their way inside, filling the ballroom with a orchestra of conversation and chatter. Novius stood just out of view, going over his speech that he practiced ever since he took the throne. His heart raced, but not because he was scared - he was so proud and excited to give the crown back to it's rightful owners. He took a deep breath and stepped out into the light. The room fell hushed as his parents twisted back to look at him. He stood elegantly, looking down from the balcony at his subjects. Faces he had come to appreciate in his relatively short time as their leader. The room was silent, waiting to be addressed.

Celebration rang out as Novius bowed and removed his crown; placing it on a young firefly's head. The great great great great relative of the original royal family now finally held the crown once again. Years of conflict was fixed with this single selfless act. Fireflies hugged each other while kissing their children happily. Pixies clapped as they looked up at Novius. His parents, however, seethed with anger. His father's eyes burned into him. They stood angrily, his mother shaking her head in disbelief? Disgust? Novius's smile was too big to see over. He did what was right. And now, it was his time to give the hive back. He walked through the crowd, nodding, waving, and bowing to those he passed on his way to the hive's exit. Once outside, he breathed in a fresh breath of air. Joyous cheers rang out behind him as he stared into the surrounding territory. Looking back to see his parents storming after him, he smiled and took flight.

SON OF: N/A

FULL SIBLING OF: N/A

FATHER OF: Nessira of Sunspot Meadow, Cylix of Sunspot Meadow, Halline of Sunspot Meadow, Elmara of Sunspot Meadow, Nefion of Sunspot Meadow and Haru of Sunspot Meadow.