[hider=Eros, god of love ][center] [sup][h1] [color=424141][i]g o d o͏ f͏ l o v e[/i][/color] [sub][color=000000]e r o s. [/color] [color=FF446E]e r o s.[/color][/sub] [/h1][/sup] [/center] [table][row] [sup][h3][b] [color=2e2c2c]▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ [right]▅▅▅▅▅▅[/right][/color] [/b][/h3][/sup] [/row][row][cell][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/RML63Mi.jpg[/img][/center][/cell][cell][sup][center][color=45FFD4]Jude Law[/color] | [color=FF446E]#FF446E[/color][/center][/sup][center][sup][h3][color=FF446E]████████████████████████[/color] [color=#2c363b]𝕿 𝖍 𝖊 𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊  [/color] [color=45FFD4]𝕿 𝖍 𝖊 𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊[/color][/h3][/sup] [color=45FFD4][color=FF446E]⌜ 𝐄 𝐏 𝐈 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐓 ⌟[/color] [sub]Eros; Ἔρως Cupid Amor [/sub] [color=FF446E]⌜ 𝐃 𝐎 𝐌 𝐀 𝐈 𝐍 ⌟[/color] [sub]Love, desire, lust & sex[/sub] [color=FF446E]⌜ 𝐏 𝐀 𝐍 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐎 𝐍 ⌟[/color] [sub]Greek[/sub] [/color] [h1][color=FF446E]💘[/color][/h1][/center][/cell][cell][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/3Fc5f2W.jpg[/img][/center][/cell][/row][/table][center] [sup][h1] [color=#FF446E]𝐃 𝐈 𝐕 𝐈 𝐍 𝐄 💘 𝐏 𝐎 𝐖 𝐄 𝐑 𝐒[/color] [color=45FFD4][sub][sub][sup]𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓌𝓉𝓎'𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒶 𝓂𝑒𝓁𝑜𝒹𝓎 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃'𝓉 𝓀𝑒𝑒𝓅 𝑜𝓊𝓉[/sup][/sub][/sub][/color] [/h1][/sup] [/center] [indent][indent][indent][indent][sup][h3][color=FF446E]████████████[/color] [indent][color=#2c363b] A M O R E[/color] [color=45FFD4]A M O R E[/color][/indent][/h3][/sup] [quote][sup][color=45FFD4]Once the winged god had a bow and two sets of arrows. Gold to kindle love in the heart they wounded and the other heavy with lead to create an aversion & hate. He could inspire desire or loathing in any who he targeted, and often he would shoot with his eyes closed, so that fate would instead choose who was hit. But these were lost to him during the fall. Still can he inspire lust and love in mortals and gods alike, but now he must harm himself to be able to produce these feelings in others. A fleeting moment of lust may require only a few drops of blood, whereas an eternal, true love, well Eros has only tried this but once and the harm he must cause himself is immense, taking much time & energy to recover from. So much so that it is not something he would dare to try, unless he had a true reason to.[/color][/sup][/quote][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent] [center] [sup][h1] [color=#FF446E]𝐈 𝐍 𝐍 𝐄 𝐑 💘 𝐒 𝐄 𝐋 𝐅[/color] [color=45FFD4][sub][sub][sup]𝐼 𝓀𝓃𝑒𝓌 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓊𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓀𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃[/sup][/sub][/sub][/color] [/h1][/sup] [/center][table][row] [sup][h3][b] [color=2e2c2c]▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ [right]▅▅▅▅▅▅[/right][/color] [/b][/h3][/sup] [/row][row][cell][color=2e2c2c]▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅[/color] [center][sup][h3][color=FF446E]███████████████[/color] [color=#2c363b]𝐕 𝐢 𝐫 𝐭 𝐮 𝐞 𝐬  [/color] [color=45FFD4]𝐕 𝐢 𝐫 𝐭 𝐮 𝐞 𝐬[/color][/h3][/sup] [color=45FFD4][color=FF446E]⌜[/color] Energetic [color=FF446E]&[/color] Magnetic Articulate [color=FF446E]&[/color] Warm Protective [color=FF446E]&[/color] Affectionate[color=FF446E]⌟[/color][/color] [/center][/cell][cell][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/9Pnvl0C.gif[/img][/center][color=2e2c2c]▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ [/color][/cell][cell][color=2e2c2c]▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅[/color] [center][sup][h3][color=FF446E]███████████████[/color] [color=#2c363b]𝐕 𝐢 𝐜 𝐞 𝐬  [/color] [color=45FFD4]𝐕 𝐢 𝐜 𝐞 𝐬[/color][/h3][/sup] [center][color=45FFD4][color=FF446E]⌜[/color] Contradictory [color=FF446E]&[/color] Mischevious Hedonistic [color=FF446E]&[/color] Impulsive Avoidant [color=FF446E]&[/color] Self-serving [color=FF446E]⌟[/color][/color][/center] [/center][/cell][/row][/table] [table][row] [sup][h3][b] [color=2e2c2c]▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ [right]▅▅▅▅▅▅[/right][/color] [/b][/h3][/sup] [/row][row][cell][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/oz7WJ25.gif[/img][/center][/cell][cell][center][sup][h3][color=FF446E]████████████████████████[/color] [color=#2c363b]т н є м σ я т α ℓ  [/color] [color=45FFD4]т н є м σ я т α ℓ[/color][/h3][/sup] [color=45FFD4][color=FF446E]⌜ 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐀 𝐒 ⌟[/color] [sub]Elijah 'Eli' Anderson[/sub] [color=FF446E]⌜ 𝐑 𝐄 𝐂 𝐎 𝐑 𝐃 𝐄 𝐃 𝐀 𝐆 𝐄 ⌟[/color] [sub]34[/sub] [color=FF446E]⌜ 𝐒 𝐄 𝐗 𝐔 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐓 𝐘 & 𝐆 𝐄 𝐍 𝐃 𝐄 𝐑 ⌟[/color] [sub]Yes all of the sex please, male, he/him[/sub] [color=FF446E]⌜ 𝐎 𝐂 𝐂 𝐔 𝐏 𝐀 𝐓 𝐈 𝐎 𝐍 ⌟[/color] [sub]Owner and Manager of [i]Eden[/i]; if you know you know[/sub] [/color][/center][/cell][cell][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/AITUn6G.gif[/img][/center][/cell][/row][/table] [center] [sup][h1] [color=#FF446E]𝐋 𝐈 𝐅 𝐄 💘 𝐒 𝐓 𝐎 𝐑 𝐘[/color] [color=45FFD4][sub][sub][sup]𝒮𝑜 𝐼'𝓂 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝑔𝑜𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝒹𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝐼 𝒹𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊[/sup][/sub][/sub][/color] [/h1][/sup] [/center][table][row] [sup][h3][b] [color=2e2c2c]▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ [right]▅▅▅▅▅▅[/right][/color] [/b][/h3][/sup] [/row][row][cell][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/OWDGQ06.gif[/img][/center][color=2e2c2c]▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ [right]▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅[/right] [/color][/cell][cell][color=2e2c2c]▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅[/color] [center][sup][h3][color=FF446E]██████████████████████[/color] [color=#2c363b]𝐌 𝐲 𝐭 𝐡 𝐨 𝐥 𝐨 𝐠 𝐲  [/color] [color=45FFD4]𝐌 𝐲 𝐭 𝐡 𝐨 𝐥 𝐨 𝐠 𝐲[/color][/h3][/sup] [color=45FFD4][color=FF446E]⌜[/color] 𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊 𝕷 𝖎 𝖋 𝖊 [color=FF446E]⌟[/color][/color] [hider=💘][indent][color=45FFD4][sup]Eros, like many [i]many[/i] others, is the child born of the genius combination of Ares and Aphrodite. As one of the Erotes, he held power over love, lust, desire and sex. A lot to be getting on with really. There are many stories of mischief and trouble making, but the best story of all involves the god himself falling in love. Oh wait, Eros wants to tell you this part... [color=silver][I]"𝑀𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓇𝑒𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹. 𝒩𝑜𝓌 𝐼 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓌𝑒𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒶 𝓉𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝓌𝑜; 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒶 𝑔𝑜𝒹, 𝑜𝓃𝑒...𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒶 𝑔𝑜𝒹. 𝒜 𝓉𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝓇𝓊𝓈𝓉, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝑔𝒾𝓃𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒿𝑒𝒶𝓁𝑜𝓊𝓈𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝒶 𝑔𝑜𝒹𝒹𝑒𝓈𝓈... 𝒪𝓃𝒸𝑒, 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒, 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝓋𝑒𝒹 𝒶 𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑒𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈. 𝒩𝑜𝓌 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝒹𝒶𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒫𝓈𝓎𝒸𝒽𝑒, 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁𝒾𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂 𝒶𝓁𝓁. 𝒮𝑜 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁𝓎 𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝒸𝓉, 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓂𝑒𝓃 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒶𝒷𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒜𝓅𝒽𝓇𝑜𝒹𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝓉𝒶𝓁, 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂 𝒷𝒶𝓇𝓇𝑒𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓊𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒𝒹. 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒻𝓁𝑜𝒸𝓀 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇, 𝓅𝓊𝓃𝒸𝒽 𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝒶 𝒷𝒾𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓃𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝓇𝑜𝓌𝒹, 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑜𝓌 𝒻𝓁𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹...𝐼 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌...𝒹𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝓇 𝑒𝒶𝑔𝓁𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝓇 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝒶𝓉 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓉. 𝐵𝓊𝓉 𝐼'𝓁𝓁 𝓁𝑒𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒾𝓃 𝑜𝓃 𝒶 𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝓈𝑒𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓉. 𝒟𝑒𝒾𝓉𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝓁𝑜𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝑔𝓃𝑜𝓇𝑒𝒹. 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒸𝒶𝓃'𝓉 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓉, 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽𝓎 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓀 𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝒶𝓉𝓈. 𝐼𝓉'𝓈 𝓀𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝓌𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑒, 𝓉𝑜𝓉𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝑒𝓂𝒷𝒶𝓇𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝑔𝓇𝑜𝓈𝓈. 𝒜𝓃𝓎𝓌𝒶𝓎, 𝓂𝓎 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝓂𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒜𝓅𝒽𝓇𝑜𝒹𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓈𝓊𝓂𝑒𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒿𝑒𝒶𝓁𝑜𝓊𝓈𝓎 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒫𝓈𝓎𝒸𝒽𝑒. 𝐼𝓉 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒹𝑜 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝓈𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝑜𝒻 𝒶𝓁𝓁. 𝒮𝑜, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒾𝓉 𝑔𝑒𝓉𝓈 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝒹...𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒹𝒶𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝐸𝓇𝑜𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝒽𝑒𝓁𝓅 𝓈𝑜𝓁𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝑜𝒻 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝒷𝓁𝑒𝓂𝓈. 𝐸𝓇𝑜𝓈 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒶𝓈𝓀𝑒𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒫𝓈𝓎𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓊𝑔𝓁𝒾𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝒸𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒 𝑜𝓃 𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉𝒽 (𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓈𝒽 𝐼 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝑔𝑜𝒹𝓈 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒻𝒶𝓇 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓈𝑒). 𝒮𝑜, 𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈, 𝐸𝓇𝑜𝓈 𝒻𝓁𝑒𝓌 𝒹𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝒶𝓁𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓇𝓀 𝑜𝒻 𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝓁𝒾𝓅𝓅𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓃𝒹𝑜𝓌 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓃𝑔 𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓈𝓈. 𝒩𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒶𝓇𝓇𝑜𝓌 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝒶𝒻𝒶𝓇, 𝒽𝒾𝓉 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝓊𝓉𝓉 𝑜𝓇 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔. 𝐵𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒, 𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶𝒹𝓂𝒾𝓉𝓉𝑒𝒹𝓁𝓎 𝒸𝓊𝓇𝒾𝑜𝓊𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝓇𝒶𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉. 𝒮𝑜, 𝒶𝓇𝓇𝑜𝓌 𝒾𝓃 𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒹, 𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓅𝓉 𝓆𝓊𝒾𝑒𝓉𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝑒𝒹, 𝒽𝑜𝓅𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒶 𝓅𝑒𝑒𝓀 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒶𝓂𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝓉𝒶𝓁. 𝒲𝒽𝑒𝓃... 𝒪𝑜𝓅𝓈. 𝒴𝑒𝓈, 𝐼 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝒷𝒷𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝓎𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝓇𝓇𝑜𝓌. 𝐼 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝒹𝓊𝓂𝒷 𝑜𝓀𝒶𝓎, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝒹𝑒𝒻𝑒𝓃𝓈𝑒, 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝓈𝑜𝓇𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑜𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒹𝑜𝒾𝓃𝑔. 𝐼𝓉'𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒫𝓈𝓎𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓈 𝒻𝒶𝓊𝓁𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝑜 𝑔𝑜𝒹 𝒹𝒶𝓂𝓃 𝑔𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑒𝑜𝓊𝓈. 𝒮𝑜, 𝒶𝓈 𝐼 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓈𝒶𝓎𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝐸𝓇𝑜𝓈 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝒷𝒷𝑒𝒹 𝒽𝒾𝓂𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝓇𝓇𝑜𝓌, 𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒽𝒾𝓂 𝓉𝑜 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓊𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓁𝓎 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓎 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝓉𝒶𝓁 𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓈𝓈. 𝐻𝑒 𝓉𝓇𝒾𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝒾𝑔𝓃𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝒾𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝓌𝑒𝓁𝓁, 𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈𝓃'𝓉 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓂𝑒𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝓇𝓇𝑜𝓌𝓈 𝑜𝓃 𝒽𝒾𝓂𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒'𝒹 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒. 𝒮𝓊𝓇𝑒𝓁𝓎 𝒾𝓉'𝒹 𝒷𝑒 𝑒𝒶𝓈𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝒾𝑔𝓃𝑜𝓇𝑒... 𝒮𝓅𝑜𝒾𝓁𝑒𝓇. 𝐼𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓃𝑜𝓉. 𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝐸𝓇𝑜𝓈, 𝒶𝒻𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝑒𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒫𝓈𝓎𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓎, 𝓃𝑜-𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝒶𝓈𝓀 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝒶𝑔𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝑜𝑜 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁 (𝒾𝒹𝒾𝑜𝓉𝓈), 𝒻𝑒𝓁𝓉 𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹𝓃'𝓉 𝒷𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓁𝒹 𝒾𝒻 𝒽𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒶𝓀𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝑜 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒽𝑜𝓂𝑒. 𝒮𝑜 𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝑜𝓇𝓉 𝑜𝒻...𝒹𝒾𝒹. 𝐼𝓉'𝓈 𝒶 𝒷𝒾𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝒶 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒽𝑜𝓌 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒾𝒹, 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑔𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓂𝒶𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝒶𝓁𝓁, 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝒾𝓃𝒹 (𝒷𝒾𝑔 𝓊𝓅 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝒾𝓃𝒹). 𝒩𝑜𝓌 𝐸𝓇𝑜𝓈' 𝓅𝒶𝓁𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁, 𝒻𝒾𝓁𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓇𝒾𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓈𝑒 𝒾𝓃𝓋𝒾𝓈𝒾𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝓈𝑒𝓇𝓋𝒶𝓃𝓉𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝒽𝑒𝓁𝓅 𝓉𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝓉𝓊𝒻𝒻. 𝒜𝓌𝑒𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒, 𝐼 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌. 𝐵𝓊𝓉 𝐸𝓇𝑜𝓈 𝒹𝒾𝒹 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝒽𝒾𝓂, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝑜𝓁𝒹 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝑔𝑜𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶𝓃 𝒶𝓌𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓈𝓉, 𝓈𝑜 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝑜𝓁𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈. 𝒯𝑜𝓁𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓉𝓇𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝒽𝒾𝓂 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹𝓃'𝓉 𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓁 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓃𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝑜𝓇 𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓇𝓊𝒾𝓃 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔. 𝐻𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓀𝓈 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓎 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓊𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝒹 & 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓁𝓎, 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓅𝓅𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓅𝒶𝓁𝒶𝒸𝑒, 𝒷𝒶𝓃𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓈𝑒𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝒾𝒷𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈. 𝒩𝑜𝓌 𝐸𝓇𝑜𝓈 𝓌𝒶𝓈𝓃'𝓉 𝒶 𝓉𝑜𝓉𝒶𝓁 𝒹𝑜𝓊𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓉 𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓊𝒷𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝒽𝒾𝓂 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒾𝓃 𝓈𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝒶 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓉𝑒, 𝓈𝑜 𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌𝑒𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈...𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝓂𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓈𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓀 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂 𝒶𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉. 𝒫𝓈𝓎𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒷𝑒 𝓈𝓌𝒶𝓎𝑒𝒹 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂. 𝐵𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓈𝑒 𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓌𝒻𝓊𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓂𝑒𝒶𝓃, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝓆𝓊𝒾𝒸𝓀𝓁𝓎 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓋𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝒹 𝒫𝓈𝓎𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒽𝓊𝓈𝒷𝒶𝓃𝒹'𝓈 𝓉𝓇𝓊𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂, 𝒾𝓃 𝒸𝒶𝓈𝑒 𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒽𝑒𝓇. 𝒫𝓈𝓎𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓊𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝓉𝑜𝓁𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒹𝑒𝒸𝒾𝒹𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀 𝒶𝓉 𝐸𝓇𝑜𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓁𝓈𝓉 𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓈𝓁𝑒𝑒𝓅𝒾𝓃𝑔. 𝒮𝓃𝑒𝒶𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓇𝑜𝑜𝓂 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶𝓃 𝑜𝒾𝓁 𝓁𝒶𝓂𝓅 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶 𝓀𝓃𝒾𝒻𝑒, 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝑜𝓃 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒽𝓊𝓈𝒷𝒶𝓃𝒹'𝓈 𝒻𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝒷𝓊𝓉... 𝒟𝓊𝓃 𝒹𝓊𝓃 𝒹𝓊𝓃𝓃𝓃𝓃𝓃𝓃. 𝒜 𝓈𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒹𝓇𝑜𝓅 𝑜𝒻 𝒽𝑜𝓉 𝑜𝒾𝓁 𝒻𝑒𝓁𝓁 𝑜𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓈𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹𝑒𝓇, 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓀𝑒𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝓊𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒽𝒾𝓂 (𝒾𝓉 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒻𝓊𝒸𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒽𝓊𝓇𝓉...). 𝐵𝑒𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓎𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝑒𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝑒𝒹 𝒶 𝓀𝓃𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓂 𝒽𝒾𝓂, 𝐸𝓇𝑜𝓈 𝓇𝒶𝓃 𝑜𝒻𝒻 𝓉𝑜 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒜𝓅𝒽𝓇𝑜𝒹𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓅𝑜𝑜𝓇, 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝑜𝓉𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒷𝓇𝑜𝓀𝑒𝓃. 𝒜𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓂𝒶𝓎 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝑔𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑒𝒹, 𝓂𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒾𝓈 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉. 𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝒫𝓈𝓎𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓊𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒸𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝑒𝓂𝓅𝓁𝑒, 𝓈𝑒𝑒𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓇𝑒𝒹𝑒𝓂𝓅𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃, 𝒜𝓅𝒽𝓇𝑜𝒹𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝒹𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝑔𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝒻𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝑔𝓇𝓊𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝓇𝒾𝒶𝓁𝓈. 𝐿𝓊𝒸𝓀𝒾𝓁𝓎 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓁𝓅 (𝒾𝓃𝒸𝓁𝓊𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈 𝓉𝓇𝓊𝓁𝓎) 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓁𝑒𝓉𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂 𝒾𝓃 𝓇𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓇𝒹 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒. 𝒮𝒽𝑒'𝓈 𝒶 𝓉𝓇𝓊𝑒 𝒷𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒫𝓈𝓎𝒸𝒽𝑒. 𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝑜, 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝒶𝒾𝓇 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓊𝓃𝒾𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓁𝒾𝓋𝑒𝒹 𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓅𝒾𝓁𝓎 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝒻𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝓁𝑜𝒶𝒹𝓈 & 𝓁𝑜𝒶𝒹𝓈 & 𝓁𝑜𝒶𝒹𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓈𝑒𝓍. 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝑒𝓃𝒹. [/I][/color] [/sup][/color][/indent][/hider][/center] [center][sup][h3][color=FF446E]██████████████████████[/color] [color=#2c363b]𝐁 𝐢 𝐨 𝐠 𝐫 𝐚 𝐩 𝐡 𝐲  [/color] [color=45FFD4]𝐁 𝐢 𝐨 𝐠 𝐫 𝐚 𝐩 𝐡 𝐲[/color][/h3][/sup] [color=45FFD4][color=FF446E]⌜[/color] м σ я т α ℓ ℓ ι f є [color=FF446E]⌟[/color][/color] [hider=💘][indent][color=45FFD4][sup] Eros thought the fall was hilarious. Hilarious and great for him. Yes he didn't have wings now and an endless supply of magical arrows. But there were mortals, [I]so[/I] many mortals. Eros isn't going to lie, he spent the first few centuries extremely drunk and extremly fulfilled...if you catch his drift (he had [i]a lot[/i] of sex). He's not going to say he wrote the karma sutra but he definitely has done all the moves & more. He even found a way to avoid going to the bore fest that was the gods annual meet up, thanks to his Aunt Hebe. Or that, at least, is the way Eros will spin his tale of events. In reality, Eros woke after the fall to a crushing realisation. The weakening of his powers was immediately apparent to the god and with that, he knew that the magic his arrow had cast upon him, the spell that had initially sent him tumbling head over heels in love with Psyche, had worn off. When he thought of Psyche his heart still fluttered but he was scared, scared that if he saw her again, he would no longer love her. Scared even that Psyche may no longer care for him. So he avoided her, at all costs. For it was better to live in ignorance than to live knowing their hearts were no longer one. Eros had not loved before Psyche and he knew he would not love again. But he needed to distract himself and what better way then surrounded by warm bodies. Now Eros [i]was[/i] the god of love but after he had forsaken Psyche (and only after), he found that the only way he could use his powers was by harming himself. [s]Major bummer really[/s]. And to create true love or desire, which he had only nurtured once since the fall, required him to cause such grievous bodily harm to himself that he rarely did it. Instead he focused on lust. It was still a literal pain but less so, sometimes only a few drops of blood being needed to inspire lust, especially in mortals, whom were so often weak and ready. Maybe it would have been easier to avoid it all together but Eros had always been prone to mischief and he was unable to resist the temptation. Of course there was also the issue of the festival...for he could not avoid Psyche there. Hebe, though sad about how he was behaving, was unable to deny him when he came to her, puppy dog eyes in full force, begging for her to bring him Ambrosia. Every year she would tell him to speak to Psyche and every year he would come up with another excuse. He knew he was taking advantage of his aunts genuine kindness but whenever he even thought about going to the festival, it felt like he was robbed of air, like he was drowning. No...it was better to avoid it altogether. Eros, although he did not know it, was fighting against a part of himself that he could not deny. For a love god to be so scared of love...or the loss of it, was laughable really. Most of the time he was a bouncing bundle of energy, always present, always wanting to spend time with mortals & gods alike. But just occasionally, he would slip into himself. He heard that mortals called it depression but whatever it was felt like torture. He would isolate himself, shutting the world out until he felt better again. If they had lasted years, he likely would have refused Ambrosia during these times, but he was lucky that they were fleeting, lasting only weeks or maybe months at worst. After some time living life in this manner, Eros created a company by the name of [i]Eden[/i]. Eden set out to create what is best described as a combination of a swingers club and a secret party. Each time the club would be at a different location, only known to those with an invitation (or anyone skilled enough to track it down). Masks were always compulsory, fantasies were fulfilled, and clothing was optional. It was a delicious distraction and for the past 10 years, Eros has immersed himself in his work, and Eden has developed a good reputation for itself...at least in the right circles. So Eros keeps himself busy and is rarely alone, for he does not dare think, lest he realise what he is missing. [/sup][/color][/indent][/hider][/center] [center][sup][h3][color=FF446E]██████████████████████[/color] [color=#2c363b]𝐌 𝐨 𝐭 𝐢 𝐯 𝐚 𝐭 𝐢 𝐨 𝐧 𝐬  [/color] [color=45FFD4]𝐌 𝐨 𝐭 𝐢 𝐯 𝐚 𝐭 𝐢 𝐨 𝐧 𝐬[/color][/h3][/sup] [color=45FFD4][color=FF446E]⌜[/color] α м в ι т ι σ и ѕ [color=FF446E]⌟[/color][/color] [hider=💘][indent][color=45FFD4][sup]To have a fuckton of sex [s]and to be reunited with Psyche and for her to still love him[/s] [/sup][/color][/indent][/hider] [color=45FFD4][color=FF446E]⌜[/color] f є α я ѕ [color=FF446E]⌟[/color][/color] [hider=💘][indent][color=45FFD4][sub]Losing his true love forever[/sub][/color][/indent][/hider][/center] [/cell][/row][/table][/hider]