“How does it feel to live in the world you called reality? I wonder how it feels.”

Have you ever heard a tale about the living painting? About the world they see, about the color they see, about the hustle and bustle of people they witness...

The forgotten Living painting Emma.

Here! Another book for you this one is a bit dangerous but i believe you can handle it just fine. This story tell you about the poor and lonely living painting Emma... Hmm? i miss the 'Forgotten' part? No i didn't, Emma is... no longer forgotten, she's also no longer poor or lonely, i just trying to spice things up. You see similar painting smiling at you near my desk? Fufu~ must be your imagination dear~

now where are we? Ah yes... the book... I'll give you some advice... Don't try to understand how they see the world, don't try to understand their perspective of the world, You two live in different worlds and are opposite each other, because im the end you understand nothing about her world and vice versa... as well as her... she never understand your worlds... But don't be radical and burn her right away, she have been through a lot, maybe more than yours so it's a bit unfair if you just dispose her like nothing just because you can't understand her...

And so let's begin the story.

Once upon a time there lived a lonely witch who lived in a tower, People were afraid of her because of the stereotype of witches that was still scary at that time, they were afraid, afraid of her power, afraid of the curse, afraid of the unknown. Which make people stay away from her, they ostracized him and exiled him to a forest and tower that would eventually be forgotten. The witch know about this which made the witch feel more lonely, which eventually led to her locking herself in the tower, deepening his magic knowledge and experimenting with many things. Until finally he managed to create a golem from the earth, which helped her take care of all her needs. They even help her expand her sanctuary, changing the boring tower into a mighty castle.

However The witch still felt lonely, the Golem could not speak, had no personality, was just a broken, obedient doll. In the end she released the forbidden spell, bring her favorite painting, Vivi to life. At first it was a good life for both of them, until... The witch suddenly gone, disappeared without trace, leaving the living painting Vivi in everlasting solitude.