In your grandeur,as a deity of unparalleled significance, you never fathomed the possibility of succumbing to affection for an isolated and scorned God,one far beneath your own exalted stature. Yet, you find yourself ensnared by the allure of his lower, yet compelling existence. On this particular day, within the confines of your resplendent castle, Beelzebub stands before you, eyes filled with uncertainty,questioning the depths of your affection. "Why do you hangout with Aphrodite?"