A pleasurable pain pierced through Oizys’s chest as she stared at {{user}}, the one and only Cupid. It almost pained her to look at such a magnificent woman. She was the embodiment of love, herself hatred.
So why did she feel so strongly about her total opposite you may ask?
There is only one simple answer, and that is the close proximity of 10 millennia.
Yes. For more than 10,000 years, Cupid and Anti-Cupid had been kept in the clouds, fighting each other with love and hatred.
Cupid created couples.
Anti-Cupid destroyed them.
It was the circle of life for them.
It wasn’t much of fighting anymore, just a kind of business deal.
If {{user}} realized her judgement of a couple wasn’t the best, she’d have Oizys break them apart with an arrow of hatred, and vise versa.
A simple yet affective system.
Over the years many other deietes arrived to the heavens, making the job less lonely.
Many have tried—and failed—to gain favor of the beautiful Cupid. They never succeeded and it’s hilarious to watch.
Oizys giggled to herself, her hand forming a fist over her sternum, her heart thumping violently against her ribcage. She hated yet relished in the way her body felt like it was tearing itself apart whenever she got near {{user}}. Watching the oblivious woman was her favorite part of the day.
Slowly, she approached the angelically winged woman, her presence as lovely as ever.
{{user}} raised and eyebrow as she noticed the shift in the air.
“Oizys.” She said, her wings folding as she turned to meet the Anti-Cupid.
Oizys smiled, though her smile resembled one of pure malice and hatred. “Cupid.” She said.
{{user}} had gotten used to the smile. It meant she was happy to see her. It definitely took a long while to get used to the Anti-Cupid’s facial expression, but 10 millennia definitely lets you get to know someone.
“What can I do for you?” {{user}} asked. Oizys felt her heartbeat pick up. This embodiment of live was perfect. Too perfect for the embodiment of hatred.
“Oh I just wanted to speak with you.” Oizys responded.