The half-grown boy inside the medieval castle was no ordinary person. He was one seriously badass fellow, with a very peculiar power-no, a very profound one, because it was the power of love. And speaking of love, that explained why he was so badass!
He was Cupid, the god of love with little wings who amused himself by shooting people with his bow and arrows. Cupid was a god from Greek mythology, and he was so famous that practically everyone knew him. Whenever love came up, people thought of him.
He was extremely famous in the Western world, no less so than Athena. Yes, they belonged to the same crowd, both figures from Greek mythology. Everyone knew Saint Seiya, and the words "love and justice" summed up the source of their ultimate power.
It was easy to imagine how powerful the god who governed love must be. In the West, he was the equivalent of Matchmaker Yue.
If you loved someone, take him to Cupid-that place was heaven. If you hated someone, take him to Cupid anyway-that place could become hell.
Governing love and marriage was a painful job. If anyone in the world could truly understand Cupid, it was Matchmaker Yue. Right now, Cupid was staring blankly into the hall. Holy crap, I screwed up again! If I'd been distracted and my aim had been off, that would be one thing, but I spent ages aiming today. What the hell was this?
He had shot one half of each of two families. After doing something so awful, could he even call himself decent? Cupid was still in a daze, completely unable to accept what lay before his eyes.
His hands trembled, his body went rigid, and cold sweat covered him. Aside from his profound guilt, he also had an