Ki'ivara - Déesse de la Lust

Des mots harcelants ont commencé à résonner dans son esprit. Elle gémissait à la distraction et se poussait à genoux sur le lit et s'éloignait de sous la couverture; essuyant les lèvres de la rosée d'automne. Se concentrant maintenant davantage sur la voix agaçante qui résonnait dans sa tête, elle a finalement pu comprendre ce qu'elle disait.
"dans la salle du trône pour les funérailles des Rois. Tous doivent y assister." le message s'est terminé. Elle n'a pas tout compris, mais seulement les parties importantes. Elle gémit à elle-même alors qu'elle rampait complètement hors du lit, son corps repoussant naturellement de sa taille mortelle et à sa taille divine. "Allez à l'automne. Notre plaisir est fini pour l'instant." Ki'ivara a ordonné à la femme nue de traverser le lit Ki venait de partir.
La petite fille a pleuré dans la déception avant de sortir du lit et de quitter la chambre. Avec une lueur de lumière apparaissant autour de son corps, sa tenue normale, minimale s'est soudainement formée autour de son corps ; la longue blanche et bleue accentuait le dos de sa robe en cascade vers le bas. Son corps se balançait magnifiquement à travers la pièce avec chaque pas vers le grand miroir. Elle s'est regardée, fixant ses cheveux de sexe dans son élégant drap sur ses épaules.
C'était quelque chose qu'elle espérait éviter. Elle ne voulait pas parler de la mort de son père. Ki'ivara était une créature de plaisir. Elle ne s'intéressait pas aux rassemblements solennels. Elle a presque envisagé d'amener un peu de sa prêtresse pour égayer tout ça. Bien que ce serait presque impossible avec le Gardien autour. C'était un coup d'éclat qui l'a tué.
Satisfaite de son apparence était correcte, elle a pris une profonde respiration, laissant son corps entier se détendre. De ses pieds en haut, ils ont commencé à dématérialiser en un mélange d'énergie bleue et blanche.
À travers le sol à côté du trône d'Oksana, la même énergie bleue et blanche s'estompa et avec un éclat éclatant Ki'ivara s'est matérialisée; assis sur le bras de son trône, face à Oksana. Avec un sourire déviant sur ses lèvres rose pâle, elle se penchait vers elle avant de pouvoir réagir. Elle se penchait jusqu'au point où ses lèvres se trouvaient à quelques centimètres de l'oreille.
"Bonjour, mon animal de compagnie." Elle respira dans un murmure sensuel, mettant fin à ses paroles avec une légère morsure à son lobe de l'oreille. Avant qu'Oksana ne puisse riposter, Ki était déjà parti. Ayant filé du bras et s'enfuyant gracieusement à chaque pas; prenant un regard en arrière à Oksana et donnant un sourire diabolique.
Enfin, donnant un regard sur le reste de la salle, elle a pris note de tout le monde en présence. Tout le monde n'était pas là, se donnant un peu de soulagement de ne pas être le dernier à arriver. Sans perdre de temps, elle monta dans les escaliers jusqu'au cercueil où son père était couché, calmement stoïque. Elle y est restée silencieuse un moment, regardant sa stature inébranlable. C'était presque comme s'il était encore en vie; à l'exception de l'apparence faible de désapprobation - même si elle était sa création, il s'est toujours avéré désapprouver. Mais elle l'aimait toujours. Elle s'est penchée un peu dans son cercueil, en coupant doucement sa joue dans sa main douce. Elle s'est penchée plus loin et a mis un doux et aimant baiser sur son front. "Au revoir, père." Elle murmura doucement d'un ton doux et authentique. Sans caractère de la Déesse de Lust. Pour montrer une véritable émotion. Elle s'est essuyée les yeux avant de se tenir debout, se composant une fois de plus.
Elle se retourna vers la chambre, faisant face à la petite Myria. Elle a brillé son sourire normal, brillamment beau. Elle est descendue vers elle, l'enveloppant dans ses bras bien serrés. "Bonjour, ma petite Myria!" Elle coulait doucement, se pressant agréablement et serrée dans l'autre fille, en s'assurant que chaque courbe s'appuyait sur Myria. Après un long moment, elle relâcha Myria de ses bras et sourit : « Nous devons nous rattraper plus tard. » Ki a insisté dans sa voix douce et en soie avant de s'éloigner et aussi son trône - un trône magnifiquement tordu de vignes et de fleurs. Elle s'assit parmi les belles fleurs et laissa les vignes conforter à sa figure dans un confort parfait.
Name:
Ki'ivara.
Gender:
Female. (Though can shift appearances or even genders)
Appearance:
Ki'ivara when in her natural state stands at thirteen feet and four inches; holding a slender yet lightly curvaceous figure. Her entire body is flawlessly sculpted, not a scar or blemish in sight, and her attire leaves little covered or left for the imagination. Her hair is long and waved beautifully down her frame, nearly bleach blonde. Her eyes a bright crystal sky blue that glimmer like jewels in the sunlight.

Personality:
Being the Goddess of Lust she if very physically expressive. She seems to be completely unaware of personal boundaries or inappropriate social interactions. Though soft spoken verbally if she likes you it would be blatantly clear. She is unabashedly clear with any individuals standing in her eyes, though disdain may merely be conveyed by less affection. Ki'ivara's biggest desire is above all else is beauty and lust. She can be often seen as rather gluttonous with her desires, nearly incapable of letting go of something she finds beauty in.
Major Domain:
Lust.
Minor Domains:
Beauty and Prosperity.
Your Avatar:

Her Avatar is a large humanoid with blackened angelic wings. Her sharp spikes and edges scattered over her physique. She is very quick and agile, her slim figure able to weave and contort away from danger. With her large wings she can generate powerful gusts of winds to attack or even push herself or others away.
Stance:
Uninterested in becoming the new Ruler. She believes that would put to much responsible on her. Currently supports no one.
Loyalty During the Rebellion:
The Kings. Simply because she liked how it was, she was left alone in her domain to rule over her people. And she wanted to keep it that way.
Center of Power:
Ki'ivara's center of power is a small, bronze statuette. It is of a beautiful naked woman on her knees, displaying her natural beauty for those that would desire it.
Relations:
Ki has an almost unhealthy obsession with Oksana. After the rebellion Ki'ivara stole the weakened Oksana and took away to her country. She was Ki'ivara's little play thing and she adored her greatly. Though when Oksana's daughter rescued her and took her away was when her obsession really manifested. Ki'ivara didn't like losing her play things, in her eyes they were rightfully hers. And there was no better play thing than another God/Goddess. Now knowing Oksana is not weak enough to be seduced once again she has to simply chip away at her defenses until she can be hers again.
She has a strange relationship with the God of Dragons. She has no real strong feelings either way for him. She simply enjoys teasing the God - seeing as he cares for her play thing. It's almost irresistible not to play with the Mighty Lizard.
Ki'ivara gets tremendous joy from the God of Mischief. She is such a peculiar little thing she could simply sit back for hours and watch Ahru. Through this Ki'ivara has gained a great deal of affection for Ahru.
Ki'ivara feels the most genuine kinship with Janin. Seeing as they are both creatures of carnal desires they have the most in common. She is nearly the only God that Ki'ivara won't outrightly tease or try to seduce - not to say she hasn't thought about it, being the Goddess of Lust is just bound to happen. But Ki'ivara just simply and truthfully enjoys Janin's company beyond her own carnal desires of lust. Not to mention it is literally always a party when Janine is involved.
Powers:
Shapeshifting - The Goddess of Lust can shift and transform herself into any shape or form.
Beloved Visage - Ki'ivara naturally has this effect on those who look upon her. Those who lay their eyes upon the image of her get a huge Oxytocin (or the love hormone) dump into their system. They literally feel as if they are looking upon the person they love the most. This is often the reason those who look upon her feel the irresistible need to protect her and worship her. The stronger the mind the less this has an effect on them. Though this does work on other God's its effect is only 1/4 of that on mortals with weak minds.
Toxic Lips - Though this may seem a bit misleading her lips don't actually cause harm. Her lips simply have a special chemical that they can release onto her targets skin that amplifies sensations. This is often used on her play things to increase euphoria and pleasure. Though they can work to increase feelings and sensations of fear and panic. They simply take the most prominent sensation and emotion and amplify them to a degree of Ki'ivara's choosing. So she has to make sure not to uses this power carefully. This also requires contact with bare skin; and the closer to the heart or brain the faster the effects work - so lips or chest are the best locations.
Though well trained in combat she prefers not to fight if given the option.
Godly Weapon:
Luneth's Tear - A crystal blue tear drop shaped jewel places into an ornate golden collar necklace. This gem fills Ki'ivara with a radiant energy that protects her from harm. Not only that but boosts her natural capabilities.
Demi Gods:

Tyr was her second child. He was born with a bit of a complication... Tyr was born cursed by the mana spring, corrupting his very life blood. By no means is he evil but his mind is constantly tormented. Though despite this he is overall a good person though has a strange sense of humor. He is manic on occasions, often going out of his way to mess with people. Tyr is devastatingly gifted with magical power and physical prowess. If only he could keep focused longer than eleven minutes at a time.

Luneth is her first child, named after Ki'ivara's first and only love. Luneth is very little like her mother. She is very serious and feeds little into her desires. Focusing entirely on the army, which she oversees and commands. Luneth is a brilliant fighter and tactician; equally gifted in all forms of combat though little magical capabilities.
Luneth is actually the first born Succubus in the land of Hevalt. Since her more and more have began to be born and now there is a decent group of them scattered throughout the islands. Many have joined their army as they are quite devastating in combat. Not to mention their beauty and allure is quite distracting to opposing fighters.
Name of your Land:
Hevalt.
Lands:
Hevalt is made of of several large islands located not far off the main continent. Each island is beautifully unique with their own flora and terrain. Ranging from flower fields to jagged volcanic mountains and all in-between. Ki'ivara spent her life cultivating and creating the most diverse and beautiful region of the world. Scattered pieces of unique paradises crafted with her own hands. Not only is this country incredibly beautiful it is immensely wealthy, probably more so than any other. Each small island is filled with beautiful homes made of expensive materials. Her people receive only the best money can buy, and she certainly has the money to spare.
People:
The people of Hevalt are very elf like in most respects. They are naturally beautiful with a faint pale complexion and pointed ears and fair colored hair. This is the primary race of Hevalt and all else are often kept as servants in one sense or the other. Or even someone wealthy enough to purchase land in the beautiful island country.
Culture:
Hevalt is a strong matriarchy. Women have a higher social standing within this society. Women are often seen as more valuable then men, though men have their purpose. The men of Hevalt are care takers of the country either by joining the army or serving the women. Within Hevalt they have a thriving "service" trade. Being naturally beautiful the woman, and even some men, are heavily desired within the world and most will pay large amounts of money to spend the night with one. Though this is not a place to bring mistreatment. There is no mercy for those who mistreat Ki'ivara's children; and no one is exempt.
Technology:
Amazonian levels of technology.
Capital:
Ivara - Named after their Goddess (expected with how vain she can be) this is were Ki'ivara lives. Though it is the smallest island only Ki'ivara and her priestess' and children live. The environment is beautiful beyond imagination. Covered in rare flowers and beautiful trees. The priestess' keep the lands perfectly trimmed and groomed, the ornate statues and arts well kept and clean. There are no buildings or any form of housing structures on this island, they all sleep and live within the beauty of the island. She believes in no walls to cover her beautiful island.
Beings:
Wisps have started to appear at night across the islands. They've been popping up starting only a millennia ago. Though they could be found on any of the islands they are still rare to run across. Any male from any race in the country - aside from those who bought their way in - are kept as servants. Females of any race are welcome without question, though are socially equivalent to pure-blood male Elves. In recent years Succubi have began to sprout up. They are a near perfect personification of the Ki'ivara true identity.