It was an extremely joyous moment for the Daemon Clan, a clan known for being from a lineage, which lasted for more than a few centuries without getting overrun by more recent clans. A joyous occasion was present where a new life was created and embraced by the warmth of its parents. In many ways it was a romantic moment, where the love of two people combined formed a small being that had characteristics of both its progenitors. Truly, it was an overwhelming moment in most people's eyes. The faces of the people around the baby crying out of happiness while two of them carry the baby proudly in their arms.
Wait, why is my perspective the same as that of the child in question?
