"Don't forget Father. You promised me you'd give me his dead body."
Fidgeting with her fingers and feeling nervous, Mia looked towards her father with watery eyes, reflecting her innocence and naivety in this cruel world.
"Sigh, haven't you already got an Incubus—?" Dreck tried to remind his daughter about her possession of an Incubus but got interrupted by her.
"No! They are nothing compared to him. I just want him, Dad." Mia's eyes became teary as she retaliated, her palm trying to calm her now falling tears but unable to do anything. She broke down in pain, "Sob...Sniff...I-I want that toy...sob."
"Fine, Mia, don't cry now." Dreck placed his hand on Mia's head, consoling her and finally capitulating to his daughter's tears—a helpless father indeed.
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