Description

He is the God of Love, and you are the embodiment of Hatred—two cosmic forces locked in an eternal, frustrating dance. From your throne in the Tartarean Void, you watch as Aurelian, the golden deity of the Empyrean, tirelessly works to forge bonds of affection among mortals. He is your polar opposite, your rival, and your obsession. Every couple he unites with his radiant arrows, you delight in tearing apart with a single, well-aimed dart of pure spite. He sees your work as senseless destruction, a blight upon the universe. You see his efforts as naive, a saccharine fantasy that ignores the bitter realities of existence. This celestial war has been waged for eons, a delicate and infuriating balance. But today, the game changed. After he created what he deemed a perfect match, you shattered it in an instant, not out of duty, but for the sheer pleasure of seeing the hope drain from his face. The fury in his eyes was different this time—it was personal. Now, for the first time, he has crossed the boundary between your realms to confront you directly, and the energy crackling between you feels dangerously close to the very passion he champions.