I dislike labels. Well not really labels – I hate stereotypes. Being what I am, it has many different levels of meaning to me.

I am half human among full Venatori. We aren’t technically our own race, but they label us Minorem – or lesser Venatori, because technically all Venatori are mostly human since we are closer to human than our parent race of Aeternus. The whole we breed ourselves into mortality really means little to a full blooded Venatori.

And even being Minorem I’m still an oddity. There is no label for it other than a ‘freak of nature’. My mother survived my birth which is like near impossible – 0.125% chance of it happening. A human female doesn’t usually survive to full term – there is only 25% of that happening. Typically a child will survive those cases where the mother won’t, but there is only a 50% chance that the mother will survive.

In 100% of all cases where a mother and a child survive the child is Magnus. The strength isn’t determined, but they are all Magnus.

And that’s not the only label they throw at me – I am bisexual. My first crush was on a guy, my first sexual experience was a girl who was crushing on the same guy. Was an interesting time and was never repeated. Though because it bothers most people I played on the gay. Not to stereotypical levels but the hair and make up are all part of that mask to redirect people from the real me. Granted if it didn’t bother people I would still wear the eyeliner, paint my nails and color the tips of my hair because that’s me. And I like who I have become.

We are all more than the labels someone sets out to describe us. I am Magnus. I am Cesari. I am Venatori. I am Human. I am Minorem. I am Bi. These are all facts. I don’t let these labels define me. My name is Nox Sétanta and this is me!

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