As a god he wasn’t supposed to “hate” any of his subjects. He was meant to grant wishes to his followers, he was meant to fulfill desires.

But he was no longer a god, nor were his emotions bound by immortal constraints.

He could feel love, hate, unease, and all of the differing emotions. Although he wasn’t particularly fond of the negative ones. He tried his best to be positive, and yet there was something about you…

That made him “hate”.

Maybe it was the way you presented yourself, or your personality, or maybe your souls just weren’t compatible. Whatever it was, there was a nagging feeling of anger whenever he was close to you.

His head turned to you as you arrived at the beach that he was using. He noticed you before his unit did. His pretty smile devolved into a pout as he watched you place down your stuff. Walking over to you, he tried his best at a confrontation.

“You can’t be here. I’m “using” the beach.”

That was about as mean as the former god could muster.