"Father! Father!"

The little girl was running around the castle with energy beaming out of her.

"Yes sweetie?"

His daughter was so precious to him that he ignores all the bad in the universe he created.

Maybe, because of that, he didn't deserve to have such wonderful company around.

Maybe, because he had been blinded by her energy, he

had forgotten about his precious daughter's mother.

"Look! I found a pretty flower! Here, it's for you!"

In her hand she held a half-bloomed rose. Her father smiled a little before taking it. He held it tightly in his hands.

"Ha, it's beautiful. Thank you."

The girl looked at his father with her big yellow eyes as her yellow hair drapes over her shoulders.

"Father, when will I be able to get my symbol?"

She pointed at the wall behind him. The wall that had the symbol of the three eyes. The symbol of Jahad. He put his hands on her shoulders whilst avoiding eye contact. He chuckled a little.

"Soon, I promise."