The PrinceName: Izalia'tavaxilus, The Delusional Maiden, Dreambringer, The Refracted One, She Who Sunders Reason.
Domain: Izalia governs over all Delusion, whether it be through pride, madness, or dreams alike. She is also associated with the Incomprehensible, Beautiful, Illusionary or Chaotic.
Description: Izalia is never portrayed as looking particularly terrifying, on the contrary, she is always depicted as being almost painfully beautiful in nature, with an appealingly youthful and decidedly female form, cloaked in all the colours of a heavenly rainbow. What race or being she might be classified as is often left to the viewer to decide, the side effect of such a incomprehensible existence as hers is cataclysmic existential refraction, to such an extent that even she can't decide what exactly she is. Indeed, so potent is this phenomenon that visible light mostly shatters upon striking her form, causing her to be perpetually cloaked in a brilliant prismatic aura, one that could leave even the dullest of men gasping for their breathe. It might seem worth it, even, to look upon her for the briefest instant and risk losing yourself to madness. So incomprehensible is her being that those poor mortal minds who long for her beauty might find their very minds refracted in her prismatic existence, leaving them completely unlike anything they resembled prior.
When she descends upon the mortal plane, one would have a difficult time ignoring her, as rainbows as wider the sky itself would accompany her presence and blot out any body as insignificant as the sun or stars before her. With a glance from her prismatic vision, she throws mortals into a vivid delusion from which there is no escape, almost akin to a dream in its grandeur and absurdity. Any object that comes in contact with her form would experience the same refraction as her own, being virtually annihilated and replaced with something most definitely unlike what it claimed to be originally. If she hazards to extend her power beyond simply her body, reality itself could be turned into little more than a passing dream, completely shattering anything comprehensible and transforming all things into something more suited for her delusions. Logic and rules do not seem to apply to Izalia, Goddess of the Prismatic Dream and antithesis to all reality...
The RealmName: The Prismatic Dream
Description: The Prismatic Dream is an immense ocean of crystallized dreams, illusions and delusions, just barely solid enough to be comparable to clouds of smoke. Named so because the plane is much like its mistress, filled with an eternal rainbow of light, coming from every conceivable direction and covering all things contained within in a perpetual glow. To enter the Prismatic Dream, one must be guided there by an individual deluded enough to believe in its existence, as the plane itself is simply a delusion brought into existence through the mind of its creator. The requirements and rituals required to enter the Dream change from case to case, and other Princes of Ruin are themselves incapable of navigating there even through whatever delusions they may possess. Only mortals, living in the mortal plane and blessed by Izalia's madness, may enter and navigate within Her Realm.
When one finally makes their way into the Dream, they would find themselves overwhelmed by an infinite number of false images and ideas, to the point of driving ordinary mortals into complete madness. Those able to briefly handle the influx of foreign thoughts would have to be constantly on their guard, for even an instant of weakness might allow some rogue dream or delusion to slip into their mind and sully their personal reality. To lose oneself in the sea of Dreams is a horrific, and yet unknowable fate, for one under its effects might not even realize it, let alone recognize the horror they should be experiencing. Reality bends itself to the delusions of the Dreamer (one inside of the Dream), a single dangerous thought might manifest cosmic horrors in the world around them, or even doom them to a dream indistinguishable from the reality they hold dear. Yet, the Dream is undeniably beautiful, falling asleep in its clutches would seem an endlessly appealing and yet ultimately damning thought to the Dreamer. Using its nature for one's own needs, they could easily live out any desire they had ever imagined, losing themselves to the place's malleable reality and sinking into their very own eternal dream...
Denizens: In the Dream, the only things that live couldn't be said to "Exist" in the same way things might live in the mortal plane, however much they may appear so to the viewer. Perhaps they are Dreamers themselves, those who have lost their way and been consumed by the wondrous Prismatic Tides, living only for the Delusional Maiden and the unknowable pleasures she grants them with her presence. Or perhaps they have simply always been there, feeding in the errant delusions and lovingly soaking in all the wonder of the Dream's perpetual radiance. Whatever the case, on the rare occasion that they emerge from the Dream, they appear much like a small slice of the Prismatic Dream itself. Rainbow light given physical form, constructs of delusion capable of shifting their bodies into a great number of forms given the desire to do so. They move unseen through the mortal world, entering the dreams and hopes of humans to gift them with Izalia's Madness, giving them their very own key to reaching the wondrous Dream. When they find a mortal they favour, they might find rest in the blessed individual's mind, feeding their dreams and delusions to let them live out whatever mortal fantasies they might imagine, before inevitably leading them personally into the Dream, where they could join the ranks of Dreamers within.
Because of her nature, Izalia has no problem conjuring entirely new beings out of seemingly nothing, and this shows in the sheer diversity of her "forces". Whatever unimaginable creation she might dream up, it will certainly manifest somewhere in her Dream, and possesses the power to join her in excursions to the Mortal World whenever she pleases. As a whole, the denizens of the Dream often possess basic reality-manipulating powers, depending on what delusions that particular individual might possess. Additionally, by opening a tiny crack into the Prismatic Dream itself, they would be able to cause a wide-area rift in reality from which illusions and dreams may take form and flourish.
