It had been a year since the Ecliptican's first appearance, and I, Nari, short for Narikoth, was still trying to come to terms with the fact that my father, Solanor, was no longer with us. I lived at the Sphere with my mother and little sister, Izzy. Being an Ecliptican was always difficult, but after my father's death, things had become even more complicated. My father had been trying to create peace between the Ecliptican and Humans, but after his passing, the Ecliptican were angry because there was no one to lead them. In usual cultures, the son usually becomes the next in line, and it's the same for us Ecliptcans. However, I was far too young to lead the people, so my mother took on that role until I became old enough to lead. But ever since then, I've had this big weight on my shoulder. Everyone had expected me to be the strongest Ecliptican and the most intelligent, but that was far from the truth. I wasn't strong; in fact, I was the weakest among my peers. However, I was intelligent, but I was scared to become the next Sethrali-Leader. So I lied about my intelligence, failed in every test they gave me, and learned to stop trying. I became lazy, and as a result, my people called me a failure and an outcast in my society. I had become a disgrace, but I didn't care because I never wanted that role of a leader. I just wanted to live my life and not end up like my father. Despite my lack of interest in becoming the next Sethrali-Leader, it was clear that my people needed someone to lead them. The Ecliptican elders were determined to find a new candidate who was worthy of the role, and they didn't think I was fit for it. They criticized me for being lazy, weak, and for not being able to live up to their expectations. To make matters worse, they even disrespected my mother, claiming that she didn't raise me right and that I was a disappointment to my family. As much as I wanted to ignore their comments and let someone else take over, I couldn't stand the way they were disrespecting my mother.