The sprite of butterflies lives in the darkest corners of the forests seeking the lost souls wondering through their lives. She was created by Mother Nature when the mankind lost its hope and started to fight. As drops of blood of warriors on the battle field were falling on the ground Mother nature wept and her glowing tears were running down her golden face and as they fell down they tranformed into glowing butterflies seeking hope in the place that known none. Butterflies gathered in front of Mother Nature creating a shape of a woman, who's soul was so pure that is was glowing. Mother Nature named her Nova meaning "chases butterflies" she became the sprite of hope. Everytime there's a crying soul weeping for help she sends her butterflies to fill it with hope that everything changes and tranformes in time.