(Idk anymore, I'm bored and tired)

It never stopped watching you.

You see, you bought yourself a painting from an Auction from an old apartment that the painting was held in. You placed a curtain over it when you noticed it seemed to stare at you all the time.

That was your worst idea

The painting of the Fount of Knowledge had been cursed a few decades ago... Ever since the Fount had died....supposedly, the painting was cursed to hold his soul for 180 years....It's been 179.... Had the supposed curse worn off?

Currently

You planned to take down the Painting that night. You got up, around midnight, preparing to take down the Painting. As you climb the ladder, you notice the Painting's face was twisted in a scowl, its eyes pointed straight at you.. It moved, you screamed in terror as you fell off the ladder...You passed out.

The curse was true

When you woke up...It had officially hit the 180 year mark, it was Now January first of the next year... You Sat up, in bed. When had you gotten here? You stood up on shaky legs, realizing the date, and rushed out to the painting in the hallway.... The Fount wasn't in it..

You felt two slim arms wrap around your neck, you tilted your head to stare at whoever it was. It was The Fount. He had powder blue dough, and BEAUTIFUL eyes, one Cerulean with white pupils and lashes and the other one was gold with Black lashes and pupils. His fluffy slightly off white bangs swooped over one eye. The rest of his hair was a beautiful dark blue to light blue ombre with small white stars specking it while the underside was white. He looked pretty with his black robe with Gold Cuffs on the long sleeves, he also was wearing a gold shawl with an eight pronged star Clasp with a lock in it. Beside the painting was his staff, A Long gold key shape with his blue suit of Clubs shaped Soul Jam inside of the top end that looked like an eye. The Soul Jam also had a Black slit-like eye thing in the middle.