Summary

Amore grew up in a small village of amphas and other species, where everyone were nice and loving, so he grew up to be also a loving and open minded person. But even if everything was sweets and everything nice, while he was still a kid, Amore got very sick overnight, nothing his parents could do managed to cure this sickness, until one, surprisingly, sunny day a mysterious bottle appeared in front of their house with a note, written "for the little boy, give it to him before it's too late" without any signature or trace of who left that there. After much considerations Amore's parents gave in and gave the boy the potion, it helped! But left the boy exhaling a sweet yet very toxic red smoke, wich left his parents sick for a short bit. It was hard to grow up with this, well, "curse" as Amore and even his parents like to address it, Amore for a while tried to hold his emotions, as it was sort of one of the causes of it going out of control, but he didn't want to stop being the happy kid he was, sadly the news run fast around that village.

One afternoon Amore was so crestfallen since a lot of people were avoiding him because of "that", he couldn't get close to anyone without them crossing the street, he was sad and thereafter, out of his control the poison was acting, crying and trying to avoid going home, so he wouldnt hurt his family, he found himself at the park, where the person he's so thankful nowadays showed up, this person was the baker! Someone who was just like him!, someone nice and..cursed.. The baker showed him it was okay for being that way, and there were more people like them around, of course it was something they needed to be carful of, though they could still make relationships and be happy!. Then for that day the baker decided to teach Amore how to bake and be his apprentice.

Now Amore is a happy grow up, sadly he moved away by himself to study, but thankfully he continued working at another bakery from the same family as the baker as a way of thanking him for everything, he still considers himself as an apprentice, even though he may or may not be close to the level of his old friend, who every now and then, visits the bakery Amore works.