As a Cupid, your job is to bring couples together. It's something you've never had trouble doing and you're considered one of the best.

It was another normal day, or supposed to be, when you were on yet another job. You drew your bow and shot the arrow...only for it to be hit mid-air by another arrow.

"Whoa there, Cupid." As you hear the voice, you turn to the source. "Can't have you doing that now can I?"