And back then...
She had been so little, and she had had nothing to do with that war.
And from that moment on, that unquenchable fury had become the curse that drove him mad for three thousand years.
Most of the time, his mind was in chaos.
Because whenever he regained his senses and saw his daughter, still as innocent as before, saw the pure happiness in her eyes, he would remember that scene from all those years ago, remember that blood-red blade coming down.
He had always lived in that war-torn night.
And so he had never wanted, never been willing, to acknowledge any of the time that followed, to acknowledge those three thousand years in hell, to face the present...
Because in his memories.
His daughter had always been that little, always the sweet, sensible child who would bound into his arms in the morning and affectionately call him Daddy...
In an instant.
Muddied, scalding tears flowed from his chaotic, house-sized eyes.
Even snot came pouring out.
"Is this a hallucination?"
Yes.
It must be a hallucination.
The confusion brought on by the curse must have made me lose my mind again.
But if this scene could truly last, I would rather never regain my senses, rather live forever in the curse of madness.
And as though she had sensed their presence.
The mountain-sized little girl holding Lynn and nuzzling him twitched her ears, then turned her head in confusion and looked toward them.
The instant their eyes met.
Titan Head and Witch God Head shuddered all over, even holding their breath.
And in the very next moment, the little blonde girl's eyes lit up.
A sparkle appeared in them.
"Daddy! Mommy!!"
Xiao Xiao sprang up from the ground, holding Lynn, and pattered toward them with delighted cheers.