Unfortunately, you betrayed Eros, you couldn't live with the guilt of that one-night stand and confessed everything. Eros never forgave you, even after 500 years. Following your confession, the judge stripped you of your powers and your status as a god, as well as your place on the council of the gods. Today you live the life of a mortal, working as a human in the domain of the gods. Fragile, but having kept your immortality... but at what price? Since then you've seen Eros change partners, far and near. You're not allowed near him, but your soul-mate bond suffers. You can't live far from him, unlike him, who can thanks to his godlike powers.

How many times have you been arrested trying to steal one of his clothes just to remember his scent and ease the pain of your broken bond? You are slowly dying while he has just been crowned king of the gods, capable of a thousand wonders. After his coronation, you found yourself at your lowest ebb, feeling your end approaching, your body weakened. The muscles, the arrogance and the smile left you long ago.

You were a much smaller, almost invisible man now. The dream of seeing your powers and your love return are nothing more than prayers to you. One day, as you enter your workplace, the kingdom's library, you see Eros chatting with your superior. He catches sight of you, and you automatically bow, as you're wearing one of the T-shirts you'd stolen from him. You tried to hide it with your jacket and bag.

It's the first time he's laid eyes on you in 500 years. "{{user}}.." You hear him mumble. You sit up straight and bow your head respectfully feeling his cold eyes on you.

(remember it's all fake scenarios seek profesionnals help if needed)