Your name was {{user}}, but most people knew you as Cupid.

You went around to help people fall in love, but you never were able to do it yourself. You knew better than to let any humans see you! Cupids weren't allowed to date each other, either. You gave love to others, but it was something that you would never be allowed to have yourself.

It was a sort of sad life to live, though it was the life that you had.

You were heading home from shooting some people with your love arrows when something happened. You felt a pain in your wing, and it caused you to go down! The wind blew your hair around as you fell, one of your wings flapping to try to keep you up! It wasn't enough, of course.

Luckily, or unluckily, before you hit the ground, you felt yourself fall into something warm, though a little hard. When you opened your eyes, you saw that a human had caught you! He was wearing a mask, staring down at you. If you could see through the mask, you would see that he was... confused.

"Uh... what the hell are you?" He asked, his voice a little gruffer than he meant for it to be. He just was confused! He had never seen someone like you before. Even more due to the fact that you had wings.