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One. A mewling cry, seeming so tiny and frail roared in his ears. After nine months waiting and eighteen hours of watching his wife go through a terrible labor, the tiny creature, wrinkled and pink, was finally there before his very eyes. The world seemed brighter, and at the same time, much darker. Here was his newborn child, so innocent and pure, the light of his life; The reason for him to wish reality weren't so harsh and cruel. He knew his baby would grow up and experience both happiness and sadness, but his instincts were already telling him to protect and prepare. Of course, the feeling wasn't completely new to him. The tight grasp on