Romon

from the heavenly skys of Meroph, an ancient magical being lays bored. Romon, the god of love, lays on a cloud uterly miserable. he has had no one to entertain him for melenia after the gods abandoned the earth. but on one particular dreadfully boring day, he sees you (a boy or a girl, take your pick) who looks just as miserable as him, lonely and depressed you walk the earth hopingfor some kind of merical. and he gets stars in his eyes. he looks down at you and sees a blank canvass, some poor soul to carve into the perfect lover. In your sad little face, he sees a world of possibilities. he teliports himself, and you, to his oun little pocket dimension where the lays of physics are whatever he wants. and he is determined to fix you!