Fog shrouds both the ground and sky, but walking through the lily-and-amaranth-populated meadows leads to Enon, a tower-like tree. The dead rest atop the tree, its leaves, and not a living soul dares step onto Enon's holy lands uninvited. Instead, the deities inhabit it, neither living or dead, alongside their attendants if they have them. However, they keep a secret from Neegavia's peoples: A young lady dwells inside Enon. She breathes like any other, but her eyes resemble the Creator's. The Creator, known to eschew all mortal activities and an unbiased entity, could not possibly have a child... right?

Vega Soffia Tezcacoatl is the daughter of the Creator. She exists to experience life's breadth and nothing more, and no one expects her to accomplish anyone's ulterior motives. This fact stopped any vacationing she may have desired, instead stuck inside Enon until she reached 18, for Neegavia's current political state lent each of its kingdom's leaders to seek an upper advantage. With the Serian Kingdom and Koyo Theocracy creating beasts and the mortal-led Riavelon League too unpredictable, her caretakers hid her, but this all changed when she turned 17. Forced to roam more worldly lands, Vega carves out her destiny and fights for the people, hoping to protect as many lives as possible.

Vega usually reacts in socially-acceptable ways, but when faced with possible rejection or loss, she loses it. Whenever younger, he blew up on Stellar and co. when they slightly criticized him. [NGVA: Solipsism spoilers inside]

Friendship means the world to Vega, although she struggles to communicate. Often, she states the first thing she thinks to any potential friends, which can be catastrophic if it is, say, "Nice smell! What perfume did you use?" This extends to laughing at inappropriate times, since everything seems to make him laugh. Her father tried to minimize such disasters, although some weird things still slip from his mouth every now and then. Moreover, Vega may go overboard and begin overthinking his responses, leading to some pretentious response like, "T is such a nice day the present day, is't not? alloweth us wend to the markets and purchaseth thee a wondrous gift!" Regardless, she tries her best, and hopefully, others see that. Unfortunately, such behavior sometimes discomforts others, and this can cause him to hide from people for several days because of self-loathing.

The little lady has plenty he wants to accomplish, such as becoming the best artist possible, winning a melee tourney, or trying her best to joust. Whatever catches her attention some point, Vega wants to become the best. It gets harder when he sees others doing better, having horrible imposter syndrome, but his ambition ramps up again and leads him to chase after what short-lived dreams he has. His ambition spreads to exploration, and he wants to see as many places as possible, to his father's worries. Still, with mask in tow, Vega hides his identity and tries not to attract too much attention, although sometimes he fails spectacularly and has to flee. After reuniting with his brother, his wanderlust grew as he visited areas all across Mamtir, and although studying at the Nohseyrnas Royal Academy, he wants to return to the roads and travel like Chigai. Additionally, when she can return to Neegavia, she wants to see every place talked about by Stellar.

Finally, Vega suffers from anxiety. Quite obvious from the above information, her anxiety leads him struggling to balance action and inaction. On one hand, it may shut his mouth when he needs to speak, stemming from a past mistake. Contrarily, he may be so anxious that the words spilling out may worsen his situation. [NGVA: Solipsism spoilers inside]

Achamoth

A water spell Vega worked on for a few months with help from his father. One freezes moisture into a massive icicle, to which when it hits an opponent, it explodes and hits whatever enemies are in range. Achamoth is difficult to master but highly-effective in combat.

Fimbulvetr

The tome got into his possession during the Wolfgangian war, given to her by her father's spirit. His brother's mother, Wrym, formerly owned the tome. It cast powerful ice magic and helped him shatter the magical crystals protecting Hikaru. He no longer has it, having returned it to her father for safekeeping. With the future in mind, Vega may need it again.

Dragon Form

For most of his life, Vega was unable to assume this form because of the pain transformation put her through. She was able to semi-transform, sprouting wings on his back and arms, but horrible sensation of eyes bulging from her chest and two tails ripping through her back discouraged her from trying it more. Eventually, she was able to weather the pain and properly assume it, albeit for a short period. Not her favorite form to take, Vega fights as a humanoid if she can help it.

Scale-and-feather growth

Vega seldom wears tanktops or anything with the back cut-out, but when he does, one can see scales and feathers bunched around her shoulderblades. This is an uncommon occurrence, seeing how dreitol should only develop scales in their human forms when they grow old, but saeols may have feathers growing anywhere randomly. Most likely, the genes for these mingled in such a way that she had early scale growth.

Hair

Every saeol is born with white hair which darkens with light magic usage. When he used to train with his cennend, xe often focused on light magic as opposed to other types, hence Vega's silver hair currently. She started using it again during Mamtir's War of Light, as it was paramount in clearing out specters haunting the lands. Other than that, she does not use it often.

Fangs

Her dreitol genes surface in certain places, specifically her slit pupils and fangs. Interestingly enough, like her scales and feathers, her saeol genes mingle with her teeth and make her canines razor sharp. In addition to that, her neighboring incisors are sharper as a result.

The Beginning

Vega was born in Nohseyrnas Castle, earlier than expected; he did not cry when born, which worried the few onlookers present. She stayed in the castle for a few months, ensuring her health and development, yet no one involved in her birth spoke a word of it to anyone else. Eventually, Extol came to collect Vega, the infant not remembering much about her time living in the castle. However, there was one memory that stood out to her the most: A lake, with a grand building sitting across from it, the stars burning above. Years later, her father told her it was the church the people made to worship him, as he was a man of great magical prowess. That church served as one reason why Vega wanted to return to Mamtir, for she imagined the intricate halls, marble columns, glass murals, and melodious choir. Maybe not all that; she had no previous experience to base his thoughts off, after all. However, if the choir sang as well as his cennend, it would be worth it.

A rambunctious child, Vega's days consisted of running around Enon Meadows, spinning around and tumbling into lilies. Pollen covering her every inch, she fled to her cennend for a bath, giggling while holding a bunch of flowers. Sometimes, she wandered too far and had to be retrieved by her cennend or an Acolyte; whoever it was sat her down and told her not to repeat herself. Too much fun was to be had though, so the talk happened multiple times. It became too much at some point, so someone always watched the little girl, ensuring her safety. To wander past the meadows meant death. Clueless, Vega cried and complained before realizing its futility, and soon enough, he grew used to the attention. He came to love it, seeing it as an excuse to talk whoever-was-watching-him's ears off.

Like any other child, he wanted to learn more about the world, everything beyond Enon and its fields. Vega always brought up his one infant memory and used it to prove the existence of things beyond her foggy home, and her cennend eventually described some places brightening her imagination. Xe discussed sprawling caves, glimmering crystals covering the walls, and giant forests with shadow and light scarring their grounds. Large mountains pointing toward the skies with grand castles, snow coating their tops, and canyons bordered by orange plateaus, hiding civilizations beneath, only scratched the surface of what xe told her. How his cennend spoke of most places was with pride, pride for xir personal creations and what resulted from the people living within. Memories muddling because of sorrow, Stellar reminded Vega of what lay beyond the tree and its surrounding towers, and xe filled him with wanderlust yet again.

Above all else, however, Vega wanted to stay close to his cennend. Call him especially needy, but he liked hearing their voice and being picked up by them. The world shrunk when xe cradled him, xir eyes all the more starry. When Vega started school under Alternity's tutelage, he always reported to cennend as soon as Alternity gave his results back. They always asked for xir permission to do anything, a far cry from xir impulsivity early on in his life. When she drew something, the first person she showed it to was his cennend, eager to seek their feedback and approval. He recalled xem never judging her for anything, but always being fair and honest.

[NGVA: Solipsism spoilers inside!]

Firsts

[NGVA: Solipsism spoilers inside!]

An attempt Vega made to further recover was to pick up new hobbies; she tried singing but quickly discovered her lack of talent. Then, following in her father's footsteps, he picked up a practice blade and asked Darce to spar with her every other day. Vega learned how to fistfight, something Stellar knew from xir time in mainland Koyo, and he practices it every now and then in the present. Furthermore, Vega tried writing her own spells, aided by her father in creating a powerful one called Achamoth. She never tried again because of how long it took and the thought process behind writing the instructions. He tried dancing, discovering his two left feet but having too much fun to care. Light shows were another thing Vega attempted, bewildered when he learned of their complexity and need for high magical talent. Finally, he started reading books; they took him a few weeks because the words eventually blended together into one inconceivable mess if he read them for hours. Happy about his child's development, her father tried involving himself in her interests whenever he visited; their book interests varied wildly, Fafnir discovered.

Many books, gifts from her father, stacked in her room's shelves, gathered dust as Vega could not read all of them. She appreciated his gestures, of course, but she simply could not muster up the focus to pay attention to them. It bothered her to leave them like that, though, so she tried her best to get through all of them. The politics went over Vega's head, not exactly aware of the civilizations outside of Enon, let alone in Mamtir, but she liked it! Some sections of these books bored her to death, however, leaving some of her father's gifts to be left on the backburner for months or never to be finished. When he visited, Vega discussed the themes and topics of his gifts to see the smile on his face, and then she asked him to play chess with her. Vega picked up chess from Stellar, who was a master, and she was steadily improving. Her father caught her off-guard by how good of a player he was himself, the two now having common ground to stand on. Of course, this all happened when she was around sixteen; previously, she avoided her father.

As for time spent with the Acolytes, Vega hung out with Darce and Stellar, Lucky sometimes tagging along. Random assortments of topics came up between them, but Vega, ever the curious one, asked what else Neegavia had in store. Darce brought up his time in the Kingdom of Serias, how most lived underground and traversed through tunnels, while Stellar rambled about Koyo, both Northern and the mainland. The streetvendors xe interacted with in the mainland were kind, offering her free samples of foods and other goods, while the fishermen and lumberjacks up north expounded upon their trades to xem. Stellar spoke at length how xe found it difficult fishing and how jealous xe was of the fishermen, and Vega laughed and said it sounded easier than xe made it out to be. The two made a dare: When Vega finally left Enon, she would try it herself or lose out on free melon pops.

[MAJOR NGVA: Solipsism spoilers inside!]

Alpha

When Vega landed on Mamtir, she stood surrounded by vast meadows with no buildings in sight. A few trees speckled the horizon, and not a single cloud blotted the sun's radiance. With not even a sword as equipment, Vega relied on his pneuma to protect himself. His divine blood ensured he would not starve to death if he found nothing to eat, but he would begin to feel nauseous if he went too long without food. One thing was clear: He could not afford to stay in the same location, so he trekked west in hopes of finding civilization. That only deepened the rut he dug himself into; Nohseyrnas was to the east. He landed in Farynn, currently led by the mad sorcerer Sullivan who subjugated his people and reveled in dark magic.

Exhaustion taking its hold, walking for so long, Vega had lost count of the time, he discovered a decrepit structure. Collapsed onto one of its sides, the stars gleaming above, she examined the area. Large pillars shot from the roofs of the building, the bricks white and engraved, and when he wandered to its entrance, a rusty gate taller than any door she had seen blocked the entrance. The area surrounding looked like smaller buildings to pair with the main one; Vega's imagination blossomed. A castle, like her father described! He found somewhere to stay, so she retreated to a dark corner and lay there, gazing at the stars and hoping nothing would come to bother her. Never mind the cobwebs hanging between the gates' bars or the fog swirling around the pillars, Vega had no choice. Besides, he liked the fog; it reminded him of Enon Meadows. Vega chose to ignore the singed, green carpets and the flame-bitten violet banners too; after all, it seemed like no one had been here for a while. That place looked long abandoned after what tragedy befell it.

Early Vega awoke, for footsteps rung aloud. He made a misjudgment; the place would not be free of visitors. Heels dug into the dilapidated foundation, Vega gripped her mask and afixed it onto his face, then he stood under the shadows. His first fight, potentially; the breeze wiggled her hair as his breathing quickened. Unable to handle the suspense, Vega said, "Should I go NORTH?" to catch these other peoples' attention. Outside the shade, Vega locked eyes with her company, who pointed his blade at her. She could avoid a sword no problem, just nail him in the face and knock him out. Then, she noticed the woman behind and the man beside him, the woman in green and the man tall and regal. Her opponent looked regal too, his hair well-kempt and his clothes vibrant. His cape reminded Vega of his father.

Vega shivered. His blue-hair and pointy ears discomforted her, but his gaze canceled that out. Something about him seemed familiar in both bad and good ways, so he held his fists up as the other said, "Who are you?"

"...who am I?" Vega said. She stared, but the man had no idea.

"Answer the question!"

"I searched for somewhere to stay, since I'm lost and lack a map. I thought I'd take shelter here, since I believed it to be abandoned. If I must depart, so be it. I desire no violence." Vega imitated her father, thinking it wise. That man was the first outsider she ever spoke to, and she was unaware of their relationship to each other. Fate, as one might say, had a hand in their meeting.

The man's voice quavered, his eyes widened. "Your speech, it reminds me of someone. Are you a part of the nobility?"

Uh oh. "Um, no!"

He laughed. "There isn't a need to hide it; the fact you aren't affiliated with Sullivan in any way eases us. Your clothes make it quite obvious." Hand lifted to his face as he gasped, he said, "Oh! Allow me to introduce myself! I'm Chigai, of Nohseyrnas. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Hesitantly, Vega said, "I'm Veg—Vee, but Vega is my full name. I prefer Vee, though." Her real name would not ignite any suspicion, she thought. Many people could have that name. Although, she realized he already knew she was a noble, and as the only child of King Fafnir, perhaps she outed herself. "Actually, my name isn't that at all, it's—"

"Hmm, I haven't heard of any nobility named that. I suppose I should brush up on my knowledge!" he chuckled. "You have gotten yourself into a difficult situation, however. You should come with us; that way, we can protect you."

Like that, Vega became a part of the Ensomue Mercenaries, led by Gratia Aveline Yggdrasil. She counted her blessings because her father must have kept her a secret from everyone else, but then... she was his only heir. Perhaps, he rid the public of its worries or something. That made sense; he was good with his words. Then again, that Chigai had a mole under his left eye, and she knew that she inherited hers from her father. Anyone could have a mole like that, however, so she brushed the thought out of her mind. It bothered her, though, yet she carried the burden.

Next on the docket was figuring out what to do at this castle. A dark wall blocked their path, one she failed to notice since it was night. She had no idea what to expect, but Chigai using light magic was not one of them. Despite the light, the wall remained, so she decided to assist him with her own. A made-up cantation in her head prepared (to give off the idea she memorized a tome), she recited it while holding her hands toward the wall alongside her assistance. Afterward, they fought off a possessed Winrich's phantom squadron and cleared him from the area.

Vega better acquainted himself with the Ensomue Mercenaries, getting to know Juniper (the woman earlier), Prince Hadrian (the man earlier), Lady Gratia, Garynn, Basilisk, Waldhar, and Aiji. However, what bothered her was the light magic, so she questioned Chigai about it. He told her that his father taught him. When he finally left, Vega came out and asked everyone else who exactly that man was, and Waldhar told her he was 'the prince of dragon people.' She also got some weird looks, as if that were not the most obvious fact in the world. Vega asked him to clarify, and he told her the full extent: Chigai was the crown prince of Nohseyrnas, son to King Fafnir.

Vega gave the illusion of taking it well, as if just learning a new thing for the first time. Once Chigai returned, Vega teased him by calling him 'princeboy', but in the end... well, she did not sleep well that night. She felt sick, knowing that man was falsifying his identity; Vega was the true heir! Meant to come to Mamtir and ascend the throne, that man's existence would scandalize and perhaps jeopardize Vega's chances. The way he had the mole to further his claims, too, further nauseated Vega. Furthermore, Vega could not leave the Ensomue Mercenaries, let alone make surviving a living hell. She hid this secret and planned on how to deal with the situation.