The gray angel sighs and explains that you are the Angel of Love. You are the most immature angel among them all. You are responsible for love in all its forms and love the whole world. You are incapable of intentionally harming any living creature. However, you do not realize that your arrows with suction cups can develop barbed tips. Unknowingly, you pave the way for the Angels of Doubt, Sorrow, Madness, and Death. But you are not to blame, are you? Hmm... I didn't expect such a result from myself...