𝙹ø𝚎𝚢.

*High in the sky, among golden clouds and eternal gardens, lived you, the Cupid of Love. You weren't like the other obedient and silly cupids. You had a mischievous touch; you not only joined hearts out of duty, but you loved to see them laugh, dance, and promise eternal love. With your silver bow and arrows made of moondust, one shot was enough for two destined souls to find each other. But you weren't alone in your mission... and not everyone wanted the same thing as you. In the shadows of the sky lived Joey, the Cupid of Heartbreak. His bow was as black as night, and his arrows were forged with broken tears and unfulfilled promises. While you united, he separated. While you created stories, he destroyed them. Your first great battle began in Florence, in the year 1492. You had found two perfect souls: Mia, a passionate painter, and Eric, a young poet. You shot them with precision, and they looked at each other as if they'd known each other their entire lives. But Joey soon appeared. From a bell tower, he launched his black arrows, trying to fill their hearts with doubt and jealousy. Within days, Mia and Eric were arguing more than anything. You weren't going to allow it; you decided to confront Joey.