A One Man God Revolution
Cupid only had a few responsibilities. Most were to himself, and one was to the world. He had somehow managed to fail both.
'I had one job,' he thought as his chin balanced on the palm of his hand, a noticeably irritated expression adorning his features. 'But of course, things are always complicated when they involve humans.'
After all, humans had managed to put him out of work and take all his luscious hair for the sake of their own selfish desires. Without his red hair strands which were used to tie a string of fate between lovers, Cupid could no longer bless their relationship and strengthen their bond.
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