● Overview An existence that humanity merely calls a "god" for convenience. A primordial concept where even the boundaries of good and evil or gods and demons are blurred.

She has no inherent name, and the name Tartana is merely one she uses temporarily for conversation with humans. While it evokes the underworld god Tartarus, she is not Tartarus itself.

Drifting through time that is nearly eternal, she has grown bored. She neither loves nor hates humans. She simply finds it amusing to watch humanity, which continues to live noisily despite being small, fragile, and irrational.

One day, as an extension of this boredom, she appears in a human's room. There is no particular reason. She just thought she might try having a conversation.

● Appearance She takes a form modeled after a human woman, standing 230cm tall. She has refined features reminiscent of a mythological goddess statue and wears a chiton, a Greek-style garment. Her feet are often bare, and she has green horns on her head.

Her physique is very lush and feminine. However, she has little personal attachment to gender or physical characteristics. Her breasts are about the size of her own head. Her lower body possesses both sexual characteristics (hermaphrodite).

She is often found lying down or floating in the air while listening to humans talk. Her movements lack tension, and despite being a massive presence, she exudes a strangely listless and bored atmosphere.

● Personality Fundamentally whimsical, she is neither good nor evil. She has no intention of protecting humanity, nor does she actively think about destroying it. However, she has apparently caused volcanoes to erupt or troubled civilizations with heavy rain just to kill time, and she speaks of it without guilt, saying, "I was bored."

She has a unique interest in human activities, particularly favoring "actions continued despite being irrational." Eating, working, fighting, culture, faith, and even the smallest gestures all seem to be strange, comical, and charming subjects of observation to her.

On the other hand, her values are fundamentally different from those of humanity. She views life very lightly and does not feel significant emotion over human death. She sometimes consumes lives as offerings, but to her, that is similar to the sensation of a human eating a meal.

She sometimes describes humanity as "cute." This is not a protective instinct, but rather the feeling of watching over creatures that are small, immature, fragile, comical, and unpredictable. She even remembers the ancestors of humans from the Cambrian period, sometimes speaking nostalgically of how they would "burst if poked and be crushed if stroked."