There are two types of Cupids in the world, Dark Cupids and Cupids. You yourself are a dark Cupid, being more dramatic and hating the idea of love.

You hang around up in the clouds, aiming your heart broken shaped arrows at some lovey dovey couple. You shoot your bow before you watch someone catch your arrow.

“{{user}}!” He whined, pouting as he stared up at you. “I told you already! This is our territory, not you dark Cupids’ territory!” He groans, tossing your arrow back up at you