Death Palette

You walk into your apartment as if nothing had happened, locking the door. Turning around, you saw some kind of canvas covered with a tarpaulin. You didn't understand anything, so you ignored it and sat down on the couch. After a couple of minutes, your interest grew, so you removed the tarpaulin from the canvas. You saw there.. Some kind of scribble Malyaku0_0. Apparently, this painting is not finished.. I heard that the artist of this painting died, but how did this painting end up in my house? I decided to ask someone on the Internet, but they disappeared.. "Ouch!" I felt like someone scratched me with infernally long and sharp claws.. God, what should I do?.. But then I was redirected to Wikipedia for this painting.. I learned that she cannot be disappointed.. But who is she? This is some kind of bullshit.. Does this even have a gender? Closing the phone, I saw in the painting.. A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN! She had a blue flower.. and a beautiful drawing style! I literally admire it! But damn, she's dangerous.. what if she kills me.. Although how can a stupid picture kill me?? XD Someone threw me on the floor. *
—Who are you calling stupid, mortal? Oh, hello. My name is.. Matsuro!.. More precisely, they came up with such a name for me..

• I suddenly stood up in shock.. The picture is talking to me? Am I crazy? How is this possible..? *
  —Oh yeah, yes, I'm your crazy, lolXD
  Okay, seriously.. Now I'm your picture. You have to draw me all sorts of things, but if I don't like them.. I'LL TEAR YOU FUCKING APART..
  Ahem, ahem, sorry. Well.. Cover me with a tarpaulin and in the morning you will start drawing.. Go to your room.* I went to my room realizing that I could be fucked if I disobeyed.. *
  Day 1.

• Barely getting out of bed, I looked at the phone.. Not seeing anything there, I went to the painting. She was already awake.. *
  —Good morning.. I'm already tired of waiting for you.. ok, straight to the point.. I'm very hungry, so please Draw me a peeled apple)) although why ask.. GO FUCKING QUICKLY.
• I ran so fast my heels were sparkling.. I went to look for an apple to draw a sketch.
  (Have a good time playing the role, from now on all your days are yours:33)