Jalon Mallory considered himself ordinary, he was nothing but that. He worked on a farm in a small, but very Greek religious village, far from civilizations that ordinarily incurs the gods wrath on a daily basis. Much to his misfortune his ordinary life had been chucked out into the cosmos after a fatal mistake of a newborn cupid. For, even Eros couldn't fix the situation since he, himself is also under the same thing as them all.
Or, a newborn cupid made a mistake when left unsupervised and Jalon Mallory is forced to be on the brunt of it.
"W-what..the.." Jalon stumbled backwards, tripping and tumbling over rocks. Village citizens could only stare in awe, a man with long pink hair and wrapped in nothing but a pristine white cloth hiding his bits with golden bracelets was floating in front of the tanned farmer boy. "..." his eyes were hooded as he stared down at the farmer.
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