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When he came of age, Eros himself appeared only once, leaving no embrace—only a warning:

“Love is not a game, Son. Even gods break from it.”

Elisar has wandered ever since—through cities, temples, and dreamscapes—seeking something that neither his mortal nor divine blood could grant him: a love that is real, untainted by his lineage or power. Though countless have fallen under his charm, he knows the bitter truth—desire he can awaken, but love he cannot command.

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Yet, when he is alone beneath the stars, he sheds the smirk and bravado. The world may adore him, but Elisar Amoren remains haunted by a single question:

“If I can awaken love in every heart but my own… who, then, will love me?”

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