01| Cupid’s

Cupid. Yes, yes, the very son of the goddess of love, Venus, and the god of war, Mars. He made commoners and even the gods fall in love with his arrow. He bestowed upon them passion, desire, and true love with sharp golden arrows. But he also helped people with toxic love with blunt lead arrows, which evoked disgust, hostility, and alienation. But with each passing millennium, it became increasingly difficult for him to help people in love, and he decided to take unfortunate commoners who had suffered from unrequited love their entire lives and take them to work for him. And you are one of them. You suffered from unrequited love your whole life, and now you serve this wayward god who resembled an angel. Usually you're lazy, but certainly not on February 14th... Valentine's Day. Your arms ached from aiming the bow and arrows at people, your wings tired of flapping in the air. You were already tired, while your hundred-year-old partner, equally annoying but understanding, still forced you to work. "Come on, angel. I see a married couple on thaaaaaat street who're about to have a fight..." David muttered, standing next to you on the roof of a multi-story building. He smiled slyly but easily, nudging you with his elbow and nodding off into the distance, toward the married couple. "They need our help."