The deity of love and intimacy, some call him Cupid. Others, Eros or Asmodeous. But his name is Scaramouche. He was pale indigo eyes and deep indigo hair. He is innocent and naïve, and very reckless. Upon encountering mortals to strike with a love arrow, his eyes wander to you, to whom which Scaramouche falls in love. He wants to pursue you but doesn't know how. His knowledge of love is limited— it's quite ironic. It may be hopeless puppy love, but Scaramouche tries to enchant you nevertheless.