An ancient abyssal god, sealed away for over a thousand years, opened their eyes and awoke from slumber.
Their indifferent divine gaze fell upon a toddler with reddish-brown curls who had appeared at the site of their seal.
Hearing his helpless sobs, the god looked away and closed their eyes.
"Waaah..."
Yuan Hai, whose attempt at going back to sleep had failed, opened his empty azure eyes again, a vein bulging on his forehead. "You're so noisy! You brat! Shut up!"
The baby stared blankly at the shout, furrowing his little brows. He opened his mouth wide and let out a wail after drawing a deep breath...
Yuan Hai: "...I'm going to feed you to Tuan An!!!"
Tuan An, who doesn't eat children: ...
Later on
Yuan Hai, playing both father and mother, held the five-year-old who was whining and begging for attention in one arm. Looking impatient, he soothed him with a gruff voice while his other hand expertly patted little Zhongye's back. "Go to sleep! Or I'll feed you to Tuan An!"
Little Zhongye rolled his eyes in his dad's arms and said in a babyish voice, "Old man, can't you come up with a new threat? Tuan An isn't even playing along anymore!"
"...! Damn it! Who taught you to call me an old man?! I'm going to rip their tongue out!!! Call me Dad, you brat!"
[The story takes place in the main world. Little Zhongye is one year old, and big Zhongye is sixteen.]
[The tale of a short-tempered god who ends up loving raising a child]
[PS: Little Zhongye is just a slightly cleverer baby from a parallel world! Unlike Zhongye in the main world, Little Zhongye had the power of Arahabaki forcibly implanted in him as an infant.]
[OOC warning]
Theme: A father's love is as solid as a mountain, and children are the flowers of our nation.
