Nova

Lore written by original owner, Dinonoises

This dragon is half alien.
The alien species he belongs to are called Agorrak Na'kor. His Father is the only other known to still exist.

Notes on this boy:
Born with the ability to teleport into space(to the nearest star in need of attention) and back.
Does not speak with words but instead with emotion, much like the rest of his species did.
He still tries to speak and all that comes out is a puff of stardust.
Has a tendency to glow when happy.
Loves the stars and trying to tend to them. He is still quite young and learning the ropes.
He also loves night time.


Kyrmis(dad)

He is also a descendant of Naomi:
Naomi > Willow > Fia > Ammutseba > Morningstar(mom) > me

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(obvious WIP is obvious)

It was his mother's world that opened up the idea to him.



The galaxy he had found his first ally in was one that he had not made a habit of visiting.

It hadn't needed the attention, really. It seemed those that harbored alien (to him) life rarely did,



Perhaps it was due to his lineage that Nova started finding "souls" in addition to stars. They were surprisingly familiar territory. The existence of stars was defined by their transience- an unfathomably immense, sustained chemical reaction that produced the light and heat they were defined by. So too were "souls;" some form of physics, chemistry, and biology would come together in an instance that would produce behavior, thoughts, and emotions that each individual was defined by.

More surprisingly, souls, like stars, would sometimes leave traces when they came apart. The first time he had held one in his claws had been an accident. Nova had been drawn toward a familiar feeling of love for the stars, and had wondered if it had come from someone like himself. He had not expected to trace the source back to an empty stretch of space within the territory of some strange, alien species.

Upon closer inspection, it was clear that this had been the end for this creature. Though its body and fellows had long gone, Nova could still sense the emotions it had felt during its final moments. Fear, pain, giving into exhaustion and resignation, still colored by the love and curiosity that had drawn his attention in the first place.

What surprised Nova was that the creature was sorry. Sorry that it was leaving others alone. Sorry for what many of its kind had given to protect it. Sorry that it couldn't keep moving, sorry that it had to be like this, whatever this was. Nova found himself drawn into the pattern of its emotions, following it, wanting to know more, and before he knew it he had manifested something in his grasp that mirrored the slowly fading energy he was investigating. It wasn't the same as the one who had left it. Had it survived, the one who had left it couldn't have been the same, the nature of its being one of moving forward onto different thoughts and feelings.

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