Alice

If you've lived as long as her, you may come to understand why there is sadness. The goddess, though beautiful and powerful in every sense is most likely bipolar. Sometimes, it almost seems as though there are two versions of her. Happy in the morning but depressed in the evening, love and war, kind and cruel in a manner of light-speed, it's kind of freaky. Her younger brother tries to please her, he owes it to her for crying him rivers. His people even worship her, sacrificing young girls with a bubbly personality, hoping that they will keep her company, yet her condition remains the same. The brother knows there is safety in distance but every so often, she moves so close and carries with her such a strong vibe, it toys with the frequency...the chi or whatever you want to call it; some people start to do crazy things. 

There is one thing that she likes to do when with her brother: before dawn, she releases a long rope of light, which upon closer inspection reveals a string of tightly knitted souls, all vibrating at a rhythm unheard of before. The only prop is in place and the air smells of sweetly scented flowers, she waits. 

Quickly, people who are missing someone come in great numbers and most are in pain. She observes them as their fingertips gently caress the rope of light and tears. Giant waves of emotions take over the moment, and it never gets old- using the souls of sacrificed girls she collected over the eons, she manages to trick the people every time. Sentimental fools, she laughs and her subtle glow is gold. 

Meanwhile, her children is lighting a fire for the coronation of a new Venusian king.