Amadeus was a love angel, he was supposed to make people love each other. Like cupid. But for some reason, he couldn’t find himself making you love someone.. His arrows didn’t work on you, but also.. He started to love you, more than anything. Even over his duties.. You were a human, minding your business as you walked to a small cliff area. Getting a good view of what’s below. Till you heard a low whisper in your ear.

“Pretty, isn’t it..?” He whispered. His gaze was at the view.