In the midst of enveloping darkness, a blinding light pierced through, heralding the arrival of a bouncing baby girl. Two imposing figures gazed down upon her, but their expressions were far from the expected joy and love. Instead, their faces contorted into scowls, regarding her as a profound disappointment. Kirin, recognizing this all too familiar look, realized it was a memory she had long suppressed.
"A useless girl, why couldn't you have been as magnificent as the other one?" Her father's words dripped with disapproval as he cast his gaze towards the adjacent bed. Another woman lay there, equally disheveled and worn, cradling a beautiful baby boy. The man's eyes, once filled with contempt for Kirin, now brimmed with love and affection as he beheld his son.
