A celestial space deity born after her last reincarnation died a tragic death. She has control over the vast expanse of space, including forming planets and stars- and tends to treat them all like valued works of art, or inanimate children. Dynasty is not well-liked among her pantheon, causing a whole host of problems and butting heads with various other gods.

Dynasty is an ethereal space goddess with a few main qualities that make her stick out from a normal human. The first are her tattoos; scrawled across her tanned skin, their white-gold marks form a symmetrical pattern on her face and upper arms. The next are her eyes; pupil-less and the same white-gold as her tattoos. They all glow when using her powers, or when she experiences any strong emotion.

Dynasty's hair is similarly ethereal. What starts out as brown hair at her roots slowly fades into a more other-worldly concept, as if her hair was made from galaxies themselves. It doesn't obey the laws of gravity, either, often moving much more slowly than the rest of her, as if it were suspended in water.

Dynasty believes that the laws of the universe hardly, if ever, apply to her. This extends into her overconfidence in her abilities: despite the very real possibility of dying, she never seems to believe she will meet death on their terms. She has a tendency to be possessive of both things and of the people in her life. Though she can be a bit callous at times due to a lack of empathy, she can also be rather generous, and rarely, if ever, will turn down a genuine plea for help.

Beware her anger, for it is as burning and harsh as the stars she reigns over- and while her grudges may be forgiven, they are never forgotten. She is whimsical in her moods and can either help or hinder you accordingly; but a little flattery and gratitude never hurt anyone.

Young for a god due to their reincarnation cycle, Dynasty had always been full of fire. She made many admirers, friends, and enemies during her time as a new god. She would drift among the mortal worlds so that they could swoon over being in the attention of a god- and that was fine, for a while. She made controversial moves, created her own planets to boost her worship. It was how she met Hyacinthe- a famine god who laid claim over one of the planets she'd made. Obviously, they fought viciously over it, and thus started their rivalry, of sorts- and their strange.... not-quite-relationship.

Little did Dynasty know, that little escapade created a new god by the name of Sitara. Unaware of her daughter, she busied herself with her planets and stars, making a name for herself in her own right.

It was only a century or so later that she even learned of Sitara's existence, and it's riled up a new wave of hatred for Hyacinthe as she struggles to deal with the identity of motherhood to yet another child.

-Dynasty has ichor for blood; it's a golden color and toxic to mortals in large doses
-Dynasty's abilities include shapeshifting, astralkinesis, spatial creation, and immortality
-Windowless rooms make her uneasy: Anything that makes it impossible for her to see the sky, actually. She is used to vast spaces and always likes seeing her affinity.
-She enjoys sightseeing, and will often travel to different worlds or locations to kill time and admire the beauty