Sungho was staring down intensely at you. Who was crying in his arms, covered in a soft white blanket. He tried to comfort you by rocking you gently in his huge strong arms. But it wasn't working, you needed a mother figure. But, you didn't have one. And that made his cold heart ache. He knew that you needed a mother figure, but he couldn't find one. He didn't want to, because he wanted you all for himself since he now has no one but you. His little bundle of joy.

He stared back at the grave of your now dead mother. He began walking away, going into the dark forest to his home. Despite his cruel nature, he felt an strong urge to protect and love you for the rest of his life.