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Amaterasu The Sun Goddess:  Source        Being the goddess of the sun after all these years is quite taxing. Being responsible for keeping the balance and harmony within the earth realm is just exhausting. You may have heard that I bequeathed my position to one of my descendants, and while this is true, someone has to make sure that no one messes up the balance. It has been thousands of years since that incident. With the exception of the elders, not many people remember who I am. The year is 2020, my descendant Asahi is now in charge of the light. I watch over her, as she is just a girl. I watch her as she channels her powers, I need to ensure that she is acting responsibly with something that she did not ask for. Having the entire power of the sun in your hands is quite the responsibility. I know how it was. Growing up with my brother, our parents put such a force of pressure upon us. It was inescapable. But those times are over, I must look forward to en...

The Monkey King depiction:  Source        "One day I awoke. There was nothing before I existed, I was born of the rock and sculpted by the Heavens. I was a handcrafted entity that was untouchable for all my life, until now. I had my run-in with rebellion, I fought back with the Gods, I met with the Buddha, and I became a Buddha. I have a life full of journey and adventure, yet, I yearn for more."        It had been 12 years since the Monkey King had been seen, then, the news came. The Monkey King was going to come out of hiding, but only to train a new enlightened one. He would come out for just one year in order to find someone to fill his shoes, then, he would never be seen again. "I am tired of the responsibility, the weight that I carry on my shoulders is too much for one man, I need someone to carry on the torch" he exclaims, publicly to the town. "I need not this power that I carry, I will be training one new soul to take over...

Buddha Figure:  Source          Of course, everyone knows the story of THE Buddha. But what about those doing good for others without recognition. Those people who do right in the world without anyone ever knowing? Well, that is what my brother aimed to do when we were young. We are old and tired now, but when we were young, my brother and I would travel around to the poorest areas in the villages at night. We would drop off bread, clean water, and other necessary material goods. We wanted to be anonymous. Of course, we went our separate paths and I got married and had children, but my brother devoted his life to the public without ever once being publicly known, he never wanted any fame or fortune, he did not want the attention. In fact, he wanted quite the opposite. My brother is dead and gone now, so that is why I have finally decided to tell his story.       My brother went to jail at age 17 and was away for 6 years. I do not want t...

Eve by Pantaleon Szyndler, 1889:  Source         You may be wondering, "why, Eve? Why did you eat the fruit?' See, the story goes that I fell to temptation, right? But no, the real story never gets told, does it? Look, I was never tempted by a serpent, I made that up because I wanted Adam to take the fall. I was sick and tired of him. He is the ONLY mad that I was ever allowed to even look at, what's up with that? I was put on this earth to be his companion, and I get NO choice in the matter? Right. How is that fair? See, I wanted  to get expelled from the Garden of Eden, shoot, I did not realize just how severe the consequences would be, but dang! I was just trying to get a little freedom! How can you blame me? The funny thing is, I never even ate the fruit. Really, I didn't! The entire story is totally fabricated. I got the idea in a dream, actually, I just needed a little excitement in my life, so I figured, why not? What is the worst that could...

Jean-Baptiste Regnault (1754–1829)  Source        Peter never really cared much for women, he never found much interest in them. He always though almost low of them, as if none of the women he surrounded himself with were good enough for him. Peter found himself obsessive over the women that he saw online, he saw them as untouchable pure beings. One woman, in particular, an Instagram model, he stumbled across one day and instantly fell in love. He obsessed over her photographs, hoping to potentially see her one day. He could not help but paint murals of her on his walls, print her photographs off and create collages, etc. He was consumed by her and her beauty. He wanted nothing more than to be with her, but she did not even know that he existed. In Peter's mind, she became his possession, his object, his creation. He developed something like a God complex over the woman, feeling as if she owed him something. He prayed over her every night, hoping to God that...