MEETING THE KNEBANS
Hadrian approached the Dragonkin with hesitation. They were the accepted leaders of all the magical races, with the exception of the elves and the goblins, and any attempt to relocate all magic-kind to another planet would be foolishness without their support. However, the dragon kin were intimidating. The Elder was seven feet tall, with thin horns curving from his head. His skin was olive, but faintly patterned, as if with scales. His hair was silver, and his eyes gold. Large wings jutted behind him, covered in hide, shaded a deep black.
"Speak!" The Elder barked.
"Elder, my name is Hadrian Orion Peverell, but it was not always so. I was born one hundred years in the future, where muggles wiped out all of magic. Gaia was dying, and she sent me back to save magic. Scientists in the muggle world discovered the Astria Porta, something left here by my ancestors, the Alterans. The muggles called it a Stargate, and traveled to many different planets, learning new and exotic things. Eventually, they became aware of an energy called Zero Point Energy. It is what we all call magic. In 2032, the Stargate was revealed to the public, and the new sciences with it.
An enterprising scientist, Melissa Adwell, created the technology to scan for Zero Point Energy, ZPE, because of how useful it was for energy. She discovered our world. The Muggles panicked, and captured about five hundred of us, caging our magic with electronic devices, and ran experiments on us. During this time, I learned they had also captured other magical races.
Another scientist, a historian, archaeologist, anthropologist, and linguist discovered that we, the wizards and witches, were the remnants of an alien race known as the Alterans, and that the rest of the races either came with the Alterans from other planets, or were the results of cross breeding or genetic experiments by them. It was a slaughter. By 2-40, the last magical beings shared a facility with me. There was one Dragonkin, three goblins, a vampire, and a few elves, fae, and veela. They were kept across from me and twenty of the last witches and wizards. The rest were destroyed by the Muggles.
In desperation, we created a makeshift ritual, and begged Gaia to send me back a hundred years to change things. Now, here I am. I have reclaimed lost technology from other planets, and claimed a solar system. For their help, the Goblins have already been given claim to a neighboring planet in the same solar system. They've named it Rygz, and plan on renaming themselves the Rygzxoll.
I have already claimed a planet now known as Altera, for my people, and Asura for all the magical creatures and plants, to create a natural habitat untouched by man. To the elves, I will offer a planet once known as Xikrith, for them to name and inhabit, as their number is many and the planet is small. For your people, I offer a large planet, Klioft. You may rename it and inhabit it as your own, setting up a new government, and perhaps even unifying as one people. In return, I only ask your help in obtaining all the magical artifacts, animals, and plants that you can. When I leave this world, I will leave none behind. Their fate would be too cruel."
The elder raised an eyebrow. "Why should I trust you?"
Should you wish, I will take you to the planet I have designated, or to the Goblins, who are currently evacuating all but those who will run the bank until our departure. I will show you a space ship, or offer my vow on my magic. You may ask Gaia yourself, as I know that the Dragonkin are able to commune with her, and she has shared her mind with me. I only ask for your consideration. The word is in danger. I know the outcome of failure, and I cannot stand for it to happen again."
The elder nodded thoughtfully. "Return in three days, and meet with the council of races. There shall we offer you our decision."
When Hadrian returned, it was not only the Elder Dragonkin present, but a council containing an elder of each of the magical races: Centaur, Leprechaun, Merperson, Fae, Veela, Vampire, and many more. The Elder spoke.
"Hadrian Peverell, once Harry Potter. Your story has been shared, and the goblins have confirmed it to be true. Your request was simple, and you ask little for the great boon you offer with the freedom of our people. The werewolves will meet with you separately. They wish to seek a cure and sanctuary among your people. As for the rest of us, we have come with a vote, and a token of our thanks. Unanimously, we have voted to follow you. We gratefully accept your offer of a new home planet, and the goblins have offered to help us settle on Klioft. We will name it Solana, and form a new race of people. From this day forward, there will not be many races, but one. You may call us the Kneba, meaning One. In return, each of us has gathered samples from every magical plant and creature from our homes. We will help you form Asura as a place of magic untouched by the sentient races. It will be a sanctuary for magic to remain, and a valuable resource for the people. On this planet, we ask one thing, We ask that there be a building erected, in which the Stargate is placed, and around it a center of learning, where all may go to study the many creatures in a natural habitat."
Hadrian rocked back, stunned. "Wow! Thank you for your trust. I hope that the Knebans of Solana will enjoy their new world. Your idea is a good one for Asura. I would ask that along with a center for study, there be erected a library, where a copy of all texts written by the Knebans, Alterans, and Rygzxoll may be placed, along with any texts from the elves, in order to facilitate learning in the Azrea solar system. I suggest that another library be built on Flimdaids, Asura's moon, to be known as Calarel, where a school should be built. It should be here that all children from our races be taught, to discourage prejudice and to facilitate an exchange of culture and knowledge."
"An apt suggestion." The Elder acknowledged. "Once we have settled and formed our new government, we would be more than happy to discuss such a center of learning that would take up an entire moon. A school on each home planet, for younglings, and a school for all adolescents on Calarel. Then a school of higher learning also on Calarel, for jobs that are not started at apprenticeships, such as governments. I see great things in our future."