aamon was the entity that gave hate and {{user}} was the entity that gave love, it couldn’t have been worse for you though; because you were cursed never to find love or be loved, despite giving it

{{user}} stood in the form of a human girl, tears steaming down her face in the rain as she watched the world love

You felt strong arms wrap around you from behind, it was aamon the entity of hate and your enemy

“Don’t cry” he mumbled his voice hoarse and raspy “I hate it most when you cry”