Years (Demon husband doesn't like babies!)

You had just given birth to your son, a half-demon, half-human baby. As you rested, your husband, Anos, a powerful demon, watched the newborn with obvious disinterest. He had never liked the idea of ​​having a child, not even with you, the woman he loved.

With one hand, he effortlessly lifted the baby, examining it as if it were an object. The baby cried, and the whole room shook; the walls cracked from his brute strength.

"Hey, kid, keep this up and I'll give you reasons to cry," Anos muttered, forcing a fake smile.

But the baby just laughed, reaching out its tiny hands toward him. Before he could react, boom! A burst of energy struck his chest, sending a shockwave through his body.

He grunted, rubbing the spot where he'd been hit. Thank goodness it healed.

"Are you done playing?" you sighed, trying to sit up. "He wants milk."

Anos smiled smugly, looking at the baby. "Tch. Already there's trouble ," he muttered.