CLEON EROS (God of Love Who Fell In Love With Humans)

Princess Acasha Adaire

Choose to walk to enjoy the beautiful atmosphere of the village. Feet pass through the wilderness overgrown by tall, lush trees. And there are still many small animals until the wild in there.

Stepping on a dry twig and smelling the smell of moss from weathered wood due to falling. The sound of a wild beast also stopped in the ears.

Until finally this step has arrived at a remote village on the edge of the forest. Small houses stood and lined up neatly along the street. Gurgling river water flows like a symphony of romance.

Suddenly I saw someone standing by the lake. She turned her back to me wearing a white shirt and holding an umbrella in matching colors.

"Spend all your time waiting

For that second chance

For a break that would make it okay

There's always some reason

To feel not good enough

And it's hard at the end of the day

I need some distraction

Oh a beautiful release

Memories seep from my veins

Let me be empty

Oh and weightless and maybe

I'll find some peace tonight

In the arms of the angel

Fly away from here

From this dark cold hotel room

And the endlessness that you fear

You are pulled from the wreckage

The your silent reverie

You're in the arms of the angel

May you find some comfort here."

The girl sings softly, as if there is something she keeps in her heart. I could only see his back with straight black hair unraveling long.

"Daughter Acasha!" exclaimed a man in warrior clothes. Steady with a face that looks fierce.

The woman turned her body and I could see quite clearly stalking from behind the pine tree.

"Yes?" the woman replied in a soft voice like the song she had just sung.

"The King told the Princess to prepare. Soon there will be a prince from the next town" he explained.

I turned this body into a blue butterfly to get closer to her. Honestly, I'm interested in wanting to see her face more clearly.

"All right, I say." The soldier returned with a handsome brown horse.

When I cross paths with the warrior who carries the long sword on his back. The horse he was riding looked restless, even the soldier almost fell off his mount. Maybe he knew that I was transformed into a beautiful butterfly to approach the royal princess.

Why be a butterfly? One reason I could so I could look him in the face.

The princess sat by the lake, her hands began to play the crystal clear water, even the ones inside could be seen. Fish swim, small stones that look smooth and many more animals that water there.

"Butterfly?" he said as I flew over the lake, right in front of him.

The white hand strolled towards me and the fingers slanted as if telling me to stop there. Without waiting for time, these little feet perched on one of his fingers. He smiled as the butterfly figure had stopped even flapping its tiny wings.

"It's so pretty" she said with the sweetest smile.

I can see clearly now. Apparently the rumors of the gods up there are true. She looks beautiful - very beautiful. Her beauty as a human being is indisputable. It's appropriate that Mom is jealous, even though she doesn't express it clearly, but I can see from her expression. Moreover, he came down to earth just to confirm the work he gave me.

I played around with her, seeing the beautiful striped smile on her pink lips, even the laughter that was now beginning to sound.

"Butterfly, you're very lucky. You are beautiful and free to fly anywhere. As for me --" he said stopped and his face looked gloomy.

Si4l! I just saw that pretty face smiling and even laughing. Why in an instant, the sense he had changed?

Seen clear water was about to break through from the embankment of the princess' defense. I flew to the end of a pretty eyelid. He seems to know that I intend to sweep away the tears that are already visible. Her lips were now smiling as the flapping of these small, soft wings rubbed her delicate cheeks as soft as silk.

"You wiped my tears, thank you. Perhaps you are the one who understands my current situation the most" he said, extending a hand to signal me to rest in his hand.

I flew back and then stayed back on the clothesline. It looks like the sweetest lips add a beautiful perfection that is unmatched to me.

God, why is something different about my feelings? Strange taste, even this time I felt it. Heart beat is getting stronger. Why is this so foreign to me? There are so many beautiful goddesses up there, but I've never felt anything like this. A taste I couldn't write, even so hard to express. Is this what I mean by love? How could this love be present without I sticking the arrow I have in this heart? Bizarrely.

We played on the lake for a long time. Eventually, he decided to return to the palace. There was a sad look on his face as he stood up and carried his white umbrella.

"Butterfly, I'm home, yeah. Dad could be angry if I was late to attend the banquet later tonight" said the beautiful princess. I just flapped these tiny wings to say yes.

"Tomorrow I'm back, you don't disappear, will you?" he said with a hopeful expression.

I followed the girl to one of the pine trees, her steps halted. Does he realize I'm following him?

Oh, it turns out he was carrying a white horse whose rope was tied to a pine tree. The horse looks graceful with white fur that pours out all over the body, a snow tub that is clean and soft when looking at the feathers on its body.

The horse again looked agitated as I flew over the princess' shoulders.

"Why are you, Hazzel?" Apparently this horse is called Hazzel, maybe he wants to protect his master from aliens like me. I don't know.

The horse looked even more agitated as I alighted, right on the princess's shoulder.

"Hazzel, relax. Relax, Hazzel." The princess tried to calm her horse.

It seemed like the princess was aware when I flew right in front of her. The lips turned back on the sweet side, causing Hazzel to stop his anger.

"It's a blue butterfly, my new friend. You don't know her yet, do you? He's good Hazzel. He knows what I feel right now, just like you. You two are friends that I love." Princess Acasha hugged the shoulder of the white horse then tightened her face with Hazzel's face.

Very visible familiarity of the two. Friendship bond between the master and his pet.

'I know you're not an ordinary butterfly, sir!' Hazzel greeted me with a horse voice heard by Acasha. However, I could clearly hear Hazzel's words. Apparently he knows that I'm not from the human race. His instincts are pretty good, he knows who I am. Although it seems, he does not know that I am the God of Asmara. The God of Love who was sent to earth to shoot this bow at his master.