Miscalculation of a gold digger in Paris-Part 6

Choosing money over love, aka hard work, seems a viable brilliant plan, but there is a risk too.  I am not such a bore to lecture you on morality.  I just merely point out that a person who falls for gold-diggers is less perceptive, thus, less considerate of others and ultimately less responsible.  Money and irresponsibility do not get along well.  I have seen many cases of gold diggers who did not end up with as much money as they anticipated.  One even confessed at his old age that he wished he had married the beautiful woman he had passed up.  Regret is bitch, and this is certainly not a lecture.

Louis XIII says to Nemesis, ‘But the dog had missed the tide when I heard its cry.  Won't the poor thing be trapped in the shadow forever?  I sent you a signal so he can be reborn, if not as... ...a dog, then maybe as a cat?’  To this, the dog’s spirit sprang up. ‘No!  I'd sooner eat turnips!’  The dog turns to Louis XII and says, ‘King Louis, I knew you would come for me.’  Nemesis decides to take this soul under her wings to heal its wound.  The dog must stop blaming himself for what Lisle did.

Louis asks Nemesis, ‘will you punish the cowards?’  Nemesis replies, ‘I won't have to.  Lisle will shift the blame for negligence to her coworker, who will take revenge.  Her husband passes by but walks away instead of risking his life.’  The gold digger walks away muttering ‘Not my fault’.  Nemesis concludes: One uncaring mind attracted another unsympathetic heart.  What other result can there be?   The Serpent asks, ‘But all her wealth becomes his?  Nemesis replies, Yes, but it will be offset by her large debts.  The gold digger is seen going pale as he reads a document.

CHARACTERS in my Graphic Novel

SERPENT represents the frailty that sees us stray from the path and often into darkness.  Big predators make the headlines, but ordinary people are tempted to commit small-scale cheating when shielded under anonymity. On good days we can fight off the temptation, but on bad days when we have just lost something, our hands reach out for it while a sinking feeling spreads inside our hearts, warning us that this is not the way to get even with life. However, God or the universe may not mind if the gain is minimal. So we tell ourselves.


Perhaps, horror stories draw us in because we may slip into darkness at any time at our own will.   We may need religion or fantasy stories, hoping they will bring us back into the light.  I am too chicken to wrong individuals, but my integrity did not always hold firm against faceless organizations.  My story combines horror and fantasy, but you will find it oddly accurate because I will not sugarcoat the truth. To myself, I will be brutal.


GODDESS IRIS/NEMESIS: Instead of picking one from the existing religions, all of which I respect, I opted to represent the universe's will via Goddess IRIS. God gave us light, and Goddess followed it up with the sound, but as sound travels slower than light, no one knows her existence despite benefiting from her gift, music. Something turned this once open-book IRIS into NEMESIS, Goddess of Retribution.

THE SPIRIT of LOUIS XIII: The king of France who reigned from 14 May 1610 to 14 May 1643.  Enigmatic character the world may not have fully appreciated, not unlike the current, which can be substantial even if the river looks calm.

OMELETTE: the dog who was the pet of Louis XIII in its former life.