Hi, I know I'm a bit late but here is my cs. I had already spoken with Crispy Octopus about whether or not the domain may be too similar to each other. So, if there are still problems, please let me know as I will try to fix it as fast as possible. 
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[color=yellow][center][b][u][h2]Nikhida[/h2][/u][/b][/center][/color]
[center][i]Conceptual[/i][/center]

[color=yellow][u][h3]Domain:[/h3][/u][/color][b]Domination[/b]

All things are born with inherent rights. Gods are born to influence and to shape the world. Mortals were created to pray and to create great works in their god's name, to marvel the wonders of nature. Even plants and animals are born with purposes, to flourish, and to die on the table as food. These are their rights and their purposes. But, as gods come to influence the sentients, thus come forth resistance. For not all sentients wished to pray. Not all plants wish to grow and not all stones wished to become a building block of a mountain. If Toshre is the manifestation of freedom, of every beings' desire to break their destined chains, then Nikhida is the opposite of him. He is born to be the whip, the slave owner, and the ruler. The one that must ensure their rights from being infringed. 

For every being, a purpose. To born, to worship, and to die. 

[color=yellow][u][h3]Portfolio: [/h3][/u][/color]
[b]Hierachy/ Structure[/b]

Those who rule the peasants are the rulers. And before the rulers are the gods  

Nikhida represents this orderly structure that every single being partake. When a king ordered his people to build a monument, Nikhida approves. When father yelled at his son for doing a bad job, Nikhida nods. When a slave being whipped by his master, when the cries and pleads for mercy become coarse, Nikhida feels indifferent. Perhaps they are no wiser than their subordinates. Perhaps they are far weaker than the one lying on the ground. But, it is the role that has given them power. The title that they carry. The rights to dominate others. The thing that forces them to go back in line or face the consequences from the masses. 

Every man must play his role. And so does every woman. And so is everything. 
  
[color=yellow][u][h3]Realm:[/h3][/u][/color]
[b]House of Order[/b]

In the House of Order, there is no chaos. There is a king who rules for eternity. There are peoples who had been ruled since the beginning of time. There are no crimes. Thus, never a need for a hero to save them. There was never a dissent, thus no revolution was born. Everything had stayed the same since the beginning of time, and all will remain the same for the future to come. 

[color=yellow][u][h3]Persona:[/h3][/u][/color]

Nikhida is a person of traditions, a god that took to much pride in being a god. He prefers to do things in a certain way. He frowned when mortal beings discovered a faster way of travel, for they will never be able to see the beauty on the road anymore. He sighs when mortals tried to break away from their intended paths, for why should they? Are they smarter than the gods that created them? Are they that prideful? 

To say so is sacrilegious. To even think so is heretical. 

Thus, Nikhida always carries the idea that mortals are nothing more but corrupted beings when given free wills. For in the name of free wills, they can do so many harms and blame for so many things but themselves. They can blame the gods for their unfortunates. They can blame life for their unresourcefulness. The only thing they can't blame is themselves for their incompetence. 

And as such, his only equals are the other gods. Their characters may have flaws. Their dogmas are questionable at best. But by birth, they are his equal. And it is his right to give them the respect they deserve. 
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[center][u][h3]Forms:[/h3][/u][/center]

[center][b]Base Form:[/b][/center]

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[center][b]Domain Form:[/b][/center] 

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[center][u][h3]Avatar:[/h3][/u][/center]

[hider= The Peasant Girl][center]The Peasant Girl [/center]

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She had a name before. 

A peasant girl. One that is too hard to pick from a crowd. Like any other girl, she lived the life of a peasant. She worked for days and she rests at night. She felt the joy of being well-fed and the pain of being hungry. She smells springs and feels the mosquitoes bite of summer. Feeling the fleeting sadness of autumn and taste the bitterness of winter. She was born on this land. She married it. She gives birth to it. And she will die in it. 

It is her life. 

It is her duty. 

To live. To marry. To give birth. And to die on this plot of land. 

And her name is A Peasant Girl. Like the Peasant Girl that had given birth to her. And the Girl before that. And the girls before that. 


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