All gods have a realm. Well. Okay. Most gods have a realm. A place where their followers go after they (the followers) die, or a place that brave mortals can sometimes accidentally teleport into. Some of them are definitely not nice though . . .
But none of that matters! What matters is that this particular realm belongs to Civvy: the overly enthusiastic, bubbly, pink, and ever-so-lovable Goddess of Hope!
This is the place where her followers go after they meet their unfortunate end, and where she's been debating opening up to let some other people not affiliated with her come and visit. Visiting seems to have won out, and her realm is open now! And it has all the things you could ever want!
It has a flower garden that stretches on literally for infinity (though don't worry, as soon as you want out, backtracking a bit always gets you right back to the entrance). It's full of all kinds of flowers! As long as those flowers are either pink, white, orange, lavender, more pink, a sort of specific shade of light red, or some yellows. It's also full of cherry trees that are always in bloom -- because of course it is, and of course they are --, except for the weekends. During the weekends, the petals all fall from the cherry trees, leading to that wonderful time of the year when everything is just kind of coated in pink petals, from the walkways to the rivers. Speaking of water though, the garden also has all of those wonderful mossy stepping stones in gurgling creeks scattered throughout it, because Civvy adores gurgling creeks. There are also plenty of paths, and lots of benches.
Aside from that, there a town (thematically, fairly similar to this picture). The town is nice, it's quiet, the streets are all smooth cobblestone, and there's always that wonderful, happy smell of
There's a beach. A forest (with a spooooky clearing). Mountains to the north with a castle.
There's even a map! (It was done in paint, but she's very proud of it, so shhhh)
There are rumors around, however, of strange things in the woods. Like, talk of sinuous, predatory shapes in the woods, slinking around, just out of eyesight. Of terrifying things in the clearing in the woods, and of the haunted house building itself in that area. Explore only if you dare . . .
There are also a few other rules. Due to this being Civvy's realm, she does know who is visiting, roughly where they are -- but tries to protect their privacy and not pry --, and will not condone violence. Violence is not strictly forbidden, because she believes in free choice, but it is heavily not encouraged, and will have consequences. Also, due to the nature of her realm and that things aren't dying, there isn't any sort of ambient negative energy to keep standard undead 'alive' and going. As such, any undead visitors who require negative energy would need to bring some sort of negative energy battery with them.
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Civvy, for her part, is pacing around with a clipboard, verifying a collection of ticked off boxes.
Town all cleaned? Check.
Leaves all brushed up in the woods? Check.
Flowers watered? Check.
Pupper on drawbridge? Check.
Open Portal? Not checked yet.
"Well. I guess that's it." She looks up at the large portal into her realm, and chews at her lower lip one last time. Does she reaaally want to do that?
Yeah. Yeah she does. With a snap of her fingers, the portal jumps to life, ready and open for visitors! She tosses the clipboard aside -- it vanishes into a poof of pink smoke --, and sits down on a nearby bench, waiting to see exactly what's going to happen.