✧𝔻𝔼𝕍𝕆𝕋𝕀𝕆ℕ~ 𝒶𝓃𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓈𝒽𝑜𝓉 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝓁𝑒𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃~✧

✧Fu Yao- Enemies✧

A/N- This art is impeccable I swear- whoever draws this well, I'm actually jealous of you lmao

YOU HAD WORKED with Fu Yao for many years, and were starting to form a good relationship with him. Underneath his aggressive, fighter exterior, he was actually a very kind young man. However, sometimes he would lash out at you and the other people he worked with, which made him generally disliked throughout Heaven Realm.

You had been yelled at and attacked by him many times, mainly based on your fighting ability. You had healing powers, and were a minor god/goddess, which meant that your fighting skills were negligible if not nonexistent. Whenever you would go to fight with Fu Yao, he would get hurt, which was to be expected, judging by the fact that he often fought Wrath and Devastation level ghosts and ghost kings. All the times he had been injured, you managed to heal him and get him back to health, and the same went for all the other gods/goddesses you had been partnered up with in the duration you lived in Heaven Realm for.

To Fu Yao, however, good healing skills weren't enough to make a good partner. He wanted you to know how to fight. Every time you would try and throw out an attack, and it dealt little to no damage to your enemy, he would rant about how useless you were and how much he hated you. At first, because you liked him, you accepted his rants, and didn't let them affect you much. But as he yelled at you more and more, it got to a point where you completely lost your will to even try to help him. You quit being his partner, and joined up with his rival, Nan Feng, who had recently returned to Heaven Realm after a long quest.

Seeing you flourishing and being yourself with Nan Feng hurt Fu Yao's ego. To make him feel better, he started to play practical jokes on you and Nan Feng to try and break your spirit. At first the jokes were normal, like putting spices in a food that wasn't supposed to have spice, or putting a drug in your food that would make you drowsy, but slowly, they got worse, until you had to reluctantly report Fu Yao's antics to Ling Wen, who would report the young man's disorderly conduct to the emperor.

Ling Wen was as good as her word, and she did report Fu Yao's conduct to the emperor, who ended up punishing the martial god by kicking him out of Heaven Realm for a year. The emperor also made him apologize to you, but Fu Yao didn't have the confidence to approach you and verbally apologize, so he wrote his apology down and handed it to you before leaving Heaven Realm for his year of exile.

Due to your kind heart and respect for Fu Yao's fighting strength and skill, you felt bad for putting him in a year of exile, and you personally believed that he didn't deserve to be put through a year of being severed from his home and losing a lot if not all of his spiritual powers just because he played a few practical jokes. Even if some of them had the risks of getting you or Nan Feng injured, they weren't that bad. So you chose to go down to earth for the year and live with Fu Yao to make sure he would be protected and kept safe during his year of exile.

But what you didn't know was that Fu Yao absolutely hated you now. He despised you for kicking him out of Heaven Realm for a year over what he thought were just dumb and fun pranks. And when you knocked on the door of the dilapidated shack he was staying in in a swamp in the middle of nowhere, telling him how sorry you were and how you were willing to help him be safe during his year away from home, he didn't even listen to you, he just slammed his door in your face.

You felt pretty hurt by this, but you understood the young man's hatred for you. You just had to find a way to show him that you really were sorry for what you did to him. So you ended up doing what you called 'shadowing his movements.' You would follow him whenever he went out of his house discreetly, so that he wouldn't notice, and if he got into any conflicts, you would step out and help him. However, somehow living on earth for a few days had made him kinder to people, and he never got into conflicts with any people that didn't explicitly go looking for fights. So you ended up shadowing him for about six months with no conflict. But on the seventh month he was living on earth, one cold and rainy day in winter, he went out to a more suspicious part of town to strike a deal with someone who had promised him money. And that was when the first conflict began.