Some Douche Ruins My Arrataki Itto Painting

Date: 5/23/2022

I went to school, and I made an Arrataki Itto Fanart portrait. Like it had a blend of gold-dusted paint with many colors. It was a beautiful painting btw. I think it was a picture of him knelt down, with a mischievous smile on his face. Anyway, I put the art piece in a protective film because it was raining. And I was about to head home until I was put into a daze when the wind picked up and almost blew the picture out of my hands. Like it took all my strength against the wind and rain to get hold onto it. Just when I was sure to grab ahold of it, it was knocked right out of my hand. There was a collective gasp when I looked frantically for it. The film was see-through, so everyone could see it. Only now was when I finally became aware when I heard, "It was a beautiful painting!" Someone exclaimed. I looked down to see the potrait of Arrataki Itto torn to shreds, now being soaked in the rain. I looked at the monster who had done this, and he was talking shit about Itto. Your typical insults of a bully, spouting about how he was lame, and only people strong enough to crush rocks were cool, and all that. Needless to say: I was pissed. I flailed, threw weakass punches, cause I didn't know how to fight. It was more like me fighting through the pain Miraculously, I somehow pinned him down, questioning him, "Strong like rocks? Boulders? Do you even KNOW who I am talking about? Who that was??" Through all this, I shouted through the wind and rain. I'm pretty sure I would have turned into a psycho when I felt myself being lifted by my shirt, "Hey, Heeyy! What's going on?!" I looked to see Arrataki Itto himself staring at me in concern. (As I was literally was about to beat the shit out of somebody) He held me off the ground by the collar of my shirt. The douchebag scrambled to his feet and ran away. Itto looked at the portrait of himself which was still in shreds in the rain. The crowd had already dispursed, and it was only me and him. I set me down, and was now kneeling to my level, "It's okay! It's okay!" He said, as I started violently sobbing. He was still smiling as he gave a hearty laugh and brought me into a hug. Within his tight warm hug, us now soaked in the pouring rain, and between my now quiet sobs, he whispered to me, "I love it!"

AI generated interpretation The dream appears to reflect a personal attachment or emotional investment in art and creativity. The protagonist of the dream has created a beautiful portrait of their hero, Arrataki Itto, and attempts to protect it from the elements. However, the painting is destroyed by a bully, who also insults the hero. This suggests a conflict between the protagonist's personal values and beliefs (represented by the art piece) and external influences that seek to undermine or degrade them (the bully's insults and destruction of the painting). The protagonist's reaction to the destruction of the painting is a mix of anger, frustration, and sadness, which is understandable given the emotional investment placed in their art. The fact that the hero, Arrataki Itto, appears in the dream and provides comfort and support suggests that the hero figure serves as a symbol of strength, protection, and validation. In this context, the hero is a representation of the protagonist's own inner strength and values that are being threatened by external forces. Overall, the dream may be interpreted as reflecting the importance of creative self-expression and the need to protect and defend one's values and beliefs from external influences that seek to undermine them. The hero figure serves as a reminder of the importance of inner strength and the ability to overcome obstacles and adversity.