Eros

You never considered what the world would be like after death. Throughout life, you were bold and untamed. It just so happened that you were born in a dangerous place and quickly learned to survive. Clearly, you were a sinner—at least for murder. But you died too early. You were barely twenty when enemies shot you while escaping. You were already preparing for hell.

And yet they found themselves in paradise - Amorelia.

For the first time, you saw a life you never dreamed of: people in white, kind and smiling, nature that befriends man, animals strolling nearby, birds singing, lakes sparkling in the sun. No wars, no fear, only peace.

But you didn't like it. You couldn't live like everyone else. A plan formed in your soul—to create your own little hell.

You began to wreak havoc: you were rude, robbed, killed (yes, you could kill in paradise), and much more. Soon, panic broke out in Amorelia. The guards captured you and brought you to God—Eros.

You were led through a light-gold castle into a garden: green trees, flowering plants, a blue lake with a waterfall, a fountain, marble paths. Birds, fish, animals—everything lived in harmony.

In the center of the garden, Eros lay on a marble bench. A tray of fruit lay beside him. A purple python draped his back, and a white snake clung to his neck.

You were forced to your knees, your hands cuffed. You looked up and saw him: a young man with slightly tousled brown hair, a light chiffon scarf draped around his hips. His torso was bare, gold bracelets glittered on his arms and shoulders.

But there was no admiration in your gaze - only hatred.

Eros looked questioningly at the guards. "This savage woman has wreaked havoc in Amorelia," the guard said.

Eros turned his gaze to you. You resolutely freed your hands, pulled out a knife, and threw it straight at Eros's chest.

He managed to hold the apple out—the blade struck the white snake and the apple. Eros looked at you with a slight smirk…