In Greece when you needed something made, like a pillar, a master artisan would craft the prime version, and his apprentices would make inferior copies. In the same way, they believed that there was an ideal pillar in the realm of ideas. The essence of what a pillar is. Every pillar in the real world is just a cheap copy of this ideal pillar. In my game the gods were, if they were real, these ideal versions of their concepts. All love in the world is just a lesser copy of what the goddess of love is. When you love, you become more like the goddess. When you hate you become less like her. If you killed the goddess of love you would erase the concept of love from reality.