Neverwinter Forest i hate my last name. i hate everything it stands for

No, no, no. This was the best option. His. This was his mistake and he would fix it the right way. Mal would be happy, whether that be tomorrow or years from now. He'd be grateful that Cupid was not in his life, because Cupid was a sick bastard that fucked up everyone's lives. Dad ditched him, mama died on him. Mal would get tired of him and this baby, oh he would cry for it. Because it would be raised by Cupid the Fuck Up.

This was the only good thing he had done for anyone in a long time. And maybe this would be the last good thing he'd ever do, because god knows Cupid should never have been a parent.

Goodbye Mal. Cupid hobbled past the border and onward, never looking back.