Before love was worshiped, it was feared. Eros—god of longing, desire, and untamed memory—was once felt in every whispered vow and stolen glance. Then he vanished, sealed away by gods who feared what unbound love could do. Now he returns in flesh and remembrance, walking a world that has traded wonder for hunger and intimacy for noise. The gods are watching. Mortals are dreaming. And Eros has come to remind them what it means to feel. This is not a love story. It is desire, unbound.