[hider=Neiya, The Eternal Lover] [center][color=0076a3][b]Name:[/b][/color] Neiya, The Eternal Lover. [color=0076a3][b]Conceptual[/b][/color] [color=0076a3][b][h2]Love Domain[/h2][/b][/color] The folly of mortals is eternal, envious and infectious. Most, if not all, are eventually overcome with a strong desire to be with that certain someone that surpasses the physical and superficial. A loyalty and passion borne out of trust, intimacy and perhaps even a fickle taste of fate. The gift of love for another is to share your life, to care for someone else, the ultimate sacrifice. Yet for each moment of happiness such bonds create, a thousand moments shatter the illusion. Unrequited feelings, heartbreak, deceit, loss. The pain and misery caused by love is comparable to that of a weapon. It ends lives, steals happiness, and drains energy from it's victims. It is a cruel, addictive drug that no one man or woman can ever hope to escape. The lies, the failure to understand, and the one that got away. It all ends in misery. It is pain, raw emotion, longing, hatred, suspicion, and nostalgia for what once was. [color=0076a3][b]Portfolio:[/b][/color] [color=fff200][b]Devotion [/b][/color] The truest form of love is a burning loyalty to another; be it a cause, a person, or a concept. To sacrifice the importance of oneself to safeguard or further the agenda or wellbeing of another. It is the curse that forces mortals to be blind to the truth, to ignore warnings and throw themselves headlong into danger. It diminishes them and places another thing on a pedestal - something that captures their self-preservation and reason - for as long as they continue to feel such strong emotions it. The beauty of it should never be forgotten, the choice to devote yourself to someone else - and in that manner it is ever bittersweet. Neiya will bless chivalrous courtship, the bond between master and servant, even religious ecstasy that grounds itself in genuine love. On the other hand, devotion is all too often unhealthy, unwanted, and dangerous. With no mind to suffer the charades for longer than necessary, Neiya inflicts suspicion with a whisper, offers doubt with a breath, and breaks the strongest bond of trust with a clench of her jealous fist. [color=0076a3][b]Their Realm:[/b][/color] The Thousand Rivers of Tears The realm of Neiya is a morose image of unnatural beauty. Rolling hills and cliffs present countless waterfalls that split into a myriad of rivers and creeks, each snaking across the open landscape in a maddening web. On the horizon lies villages, houses and monuments as remembered by those that look at them. Ever unreachable, with only nostalgia to keep them going. It is said among mortals that peering into the waters will reveal all the sorrows that result from their actions - and enrapture them to let the stream carry them away. This effect is felt as a muted pressure in the entire realm; simply looking upon the landscape inspires great sorrow, pain and worry. The Thousand Rivers of Tears is a very cold realm, and the waters are painful in their chill. [b][color=0076a3]Connections:[/color][/b] [b]Glossalalia[/b] In the cold rivers of sorrow, distant affection and regret, the endless expressions of bitter, remorseful lovers swirl and twist. These expressions of love, pain and edification sometimes swirl together to form in words and ink, and drift along their own streams that ultimately shift towards the realm of Glossalalia. [color=0076a3][b]Persona: [/b][/color] Neiya is a troubled goddess. She partakes of all the world's heartbreak, unrequited love and loss, and it has left an immeasurable mark on her very being. She wishes nothing but joy upon the mortals, her fellow kin, and even herself, yet she cannot help but accept that happiness is a rare glimmer in a river of hurt. Easily likened to a permanent depression, she languidly does her part to impart a positive image on the world, but cannot see the positive for long. She is easily enraptured by the simple love of mortals, but is just as easily stricken with agony at seeing it end - as she knows it will. A seemingly perfect love is anathema to her, and she will no doubt attempt to meddle out of sheer divine envy. Even so, she is not openly malicious, nor does she inherently wish harm upon the world. It is simply the eternal cycle for love and loss to inspire equal amounts of pain. Despite all this, her constant ambition is to see the world populated with a just and harmonious love, not unlike that found in a story-book, and she cries as she imparts blessings upon the world, feeling the agony of those who suffer. [color=0076a3][b]Base Form: [/b][/color] [hider] [img]https://cdnb.artstation.com/p/assets/covers/images/008/900/231/medium/ina-wong-sindragosa-crop2.jpg?1515997444[/img] [/hider] Brought into the world with icy blue eyes eternally raw from the pain of sorrow, Neiya takes the shape of a young woman adorned with a regalia of horns and an icy crown. The air around her is cold and unpleasant, and she inspires sorrow and grief with her ever distrustful gaze. The horns shift and twist in size, ebbing and flowing with the cycles of hurt in the world. [color=0076a3][b]Domain Form: [/b][/color] The domain form does not differ considerably from her base form, aside from a certain likelihood for the goddess to appear without her usual imposing regalia. Instead she appears as a lone woman crying by the rivers, or calling to onlookers from afar. [color=0076a3][b]Avatar:[/b][/color] The Maiden of Sorrow [hider] [img]http://img.komicolle.org/2018-11/15425513168769.jpg[/img] [/hider] Mortal myth says the Maiden was once a simple girl who suffered the ultimate heartbreak, and in that moment offered herself fully to despair - finding an eternal bond with the one being who felt her pain as she did. Giving credence to the tale is her appearance, a young woman forever captured in a moment of beautiful, morose sadness. She acts with deliberate grace and respect in everything she does, affording moments of silence to her enemies and friends alike in death, heartbreak, and tragedy. She is ultimately a force for good in the mortal world, generally unwilling to hurt anyone who does not antagonise her. Her goals seem to extend beyond that of Neiya's own lovestricken schemes, as she wanders the world and lends her aid to wars, troubled villages, and couples in need. She is by all accounts an extremely competent and 'immortal' human, and pours an extreme amount of time into causing indirect sadness by participating in battles that she herself did not instigate. She can call upon the blessings of Neiya more directly, and her ice-blue eyes are known to strike determined men catatonic with grief and guilt. [color=0076a3][b]Musical Theme: [/b][/color] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GB_S2qFh5lU]No Time To Die[/url][/center] [/hider]