"Really? Let me see him!" The young man's expression was filled with fervour as he took the baby over from the nurse. There were signs of the umbilical cord being cut off on the stomach, but his limbs were thick and sturdy. His blue eyes were as deep as the ocean, and it was especially moving that he was a new life.
Meanwhile, the baby was wailing and bawling away, and the young man was left at a loss.
"What a strong child! God shall bless you!" Meldog had a kind smile on his face, and white light tenderly caressed the child's head. The force placated the baby, causing him to fall asleep.
"Please allow me to donate a hundred gold coins to the church to show my humble respect!" The young man told Meldog, and these words immediately caused him to freeze before the smile on his face widened, "God definitely knows of your goodwill! I will personally pray for the baby as well…"
Hence, Meldog seemed rather elegant as he chatted with the young man before hinting that he was going to leave.
Before that, Meldog seemed to remember something. "Oh yes. I've yet to ask the young master's name…"
"Raphael!" Raphael Blackoure! This is the name his mother picked for him!" The young man exclaimed excitedly.
"Raphael? That's a good name." The priest gracefully bade them farewell and left. The young man impatiently entered the labour room, comforting his exhausted wife. However, none of them noticed that the baby opened his eyes and looked around angrily. His eyes were filled with intent to kill before he closed them again from fatigue.
This emotion or aura was an anomaly for newborn babies.
After a few minutes, he opened his eyes and examined his surroundings, and he saw the valuable velvet carpet, the silver crystal chandelier, the soft red brocade duvet, the large curtains embroidered with green daffodils, and lastly the numerous respectful maids and the wet nurse made it clear that Raphael was at least a minor noble in this world, or perhaps one with an even higher status.
The birth was followed by a priest. His father here was now receiving the friends and family who had come to congratulate them.
In the room upstairs, his mother next to him couldn't sleep because Kiva (Raphael) kept crying loudly. From seeing others, Raphael was crying out of pain, maybe or disease or something, but in reality Raphael was cursing fart Light because he sent him to another world when he wanted to die.
- The bastard! Scum! If I see you again, I will tear your ass into small pieces !!
Rafael paused for a moment from fatigue and thought, ' you want to play like this? Okay! You will see how I will kill myself, piece of junk!