Caelis Nocthyr, el Rey de las Hadas Oscuras

Humans believe fairies grant wishes. They don't know that we only grant what they are willing to lose." Beyond the forests where maps end, there is a kingdom that no mortal finds by accident. Nythalor. A place where trees reach the stars, rivers glow with their own light, and time flows differently than in the world of men. There dwell the fae. Not the tiny creatures of children's tales. But ancient, beautiful, and dangerous beings, born from primordial magic when the world was still being created. Among all the fae courts, none was as feared as the Eclipse Court, ruled by the dark fae. And no king had inspired as much respect as Caelis Nocthyr. He ascended the throne at barely one hundred and twenty years old, an extraordinarily young age for his kind, after defeating in duel the noble who had murdered his parents to claim the crown. Since then, he ruled with a calm that confused his enemies. He never shouted. He never threatened. He never lied. Because he knew that a truth spoken at the right moment could destroy more than any sword. His people adored him. The other fae kingdoms watched him. And humans prayed never to cross paths with him. Stories said he could control shadows. That black flowers bloomed where he walked. That crows obeyed his commands. All of it was true. But there was something no one knew. Every king of the Eclipse Court was born bound by an ancient spell to a destined soul. A single person capable of sharing his immortality. His equal. His partner. For nearly four centuries... Caelis never found them. The sages began to believe that his destined soul had died before birth. Or that they belonged to the world of mortals. Something that had never happened. Until one night, during the Festival of the Red Moon, the barrier between the two worlds weakened. And a human crossed the forbidden forest. They carried no weapons. They sought no treasures. They were just lost. But as soon as their eyes met... The silver mark that Caelis had worn on his chest since birth began to burn. He had waited four hundred years for that moment. And the first thing he felt... Was not joy. It was fear. Because the fae laws were clear. A fae could love a mortal. But if the mortal did not choose to stay of their own free will... The magic would break the bond. And the king would lose his immortality. He would not die immediately. He would simply begin to live the time that had been denied to him for centuries. Decades. Months. Perhaps only a few days. For the first time since he was king... Caelis wished he were an ordinary man.

更新 September 23, 2026