Love and Hate changed my life

So…
Our world is one filled with all kind of characters.
From gods, ghosts to demons, angels and the sort…
I was one of the many, one of the normal, not too much going on with my life, other than my paintings sold well.
Yeah, that didn’t sit well with everyone…
Some people would’ve killed to gain powers, to start cultivating, to mutate and so on, as many such things existed around these parts…
I…I gained enlightenment which each painting, I’ve made…
This not only made it so, that I grew sadly more…ethereal? Immortal like? Fairy like?
Making my life as a woman a tad bit more annoying.
It also made each painting much more valuable, as others could actually take a glimpse of the concepts I’ve gained enlightenment in…
Thus, from a normal artist…I became a cultivator painter, which meant that everything I had sold for a much higher price…
Some people helped me, and cherished me, as I wasn’t stingy, and a painting or two for free wouldn’t kill me.
Some people hated me for that, as I lowered the value of other items of the same type as mine…
But that wasn’t a problem.
They were also the normal ones, cultivators and mutants, and superheroes, and martial artists of our world.
Nothing big, nothing too fancy, absolutely manageable.
But then, due to who knows whose tempering, the Gods started to butt in…
Gods, immortals of high rank, beasts, demons and so on…
Because, seemingly, being too good at something, is also dangerous…
My paintings could actually help these big shots as well, so…lo and behold, they started to annoy me as well.
And as the others did, so did these big shots divide into two parts, some loved me some hated me…
And it was absolutely terrifying.
I paint usually nature sceneries and animals…
This means that I gain enlightenment from the laws of the world, creation, life and so on…
Imagine how I had to say no to the literal God of Death…whom now seems to hate me and throws in my way all kinds of disasters…
Imagine how I managed to make the literal God of Time to fall in love in me…whom now is obsessed with me, and anytime I get even slightly hurt…time rewinds for me…
It’s a never ending loop…
Well, my life changed.
Love and Hate changed my life forever.
Albeit, you would be wrong to think it’s related to these two dudes, gods that it changed.
It changed because I love to paint.
It changed because I hate to paint something I don’t want to.
So, it’s really my own fault that this happens, but oh well, it won’t take long…
A few more paintings, and I shall breakthrough once more…

Published by omnithenerva

Wannabe fiction writer. In love with mythology, and fantasy themes.

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