This is Nanaya the third and final goddess of the world, and is the daughter of two other gods in my story. She is the god of the Other World, a world created with the help of her parents. She is the head of all creation there, including human beings. She creates everything by sewing them to life, and puts them on her shelf for safety. However, she is very disorganized so sometimes she ends up knocking a doll off the shelf. Any doll that is knocked off of her shelf is considered dead, and she then places them into a chest which represents the after life.
I tried making her black, but I kinda failed forgive me, lol.
i can't really think of nything to depict a beeing without form,but i'll try.Anyways,what i'm trying to depict here is something i'd like to call "the great collective",it is kind of an amplified version of my beliefs: It is not really one entity,but as the name suggests, a collective of thoughts,those thoughts are the thoughts the people left behind,by forgetting them or dieing.Every thought that dies eventually joins the great collective,and the weaker thoughts ma vanish over time,as such,it is a everchanging mirror of everything that lives. (excuse my possibly hard-to-understand choice of wordsor weird looking pic,for it is new years eve,and i am sort of drunk)