Within her mind, a sense of pain permeated through her being.
'Ahh... it hurts...' she silently thought.
Noah's voice rang out, filled with desperation as he yelled, "Aria, don't close your eyes!! "
As his magic failed to heal her, he enveloped the dying Aria in a tight embrace, his heart filled with a profound sense of sorrow.
'Is this what you feel...?' she thought, tears streaming down her face.
With each passing moment, the fissures tore her body apart, the agony increasing as her eyes slowly closed in torment.
Noah's voice echoed in a desperate cry,
"Aria!!!!"
His heart ached deeply, as he grappled with an overwhelming mixture of emotions. Why did he feel this way? Was it because this child had become an integral part of his life? The confusion was consuming him.
"God, oh, God... If you're angry with me, take this pain away and give it to me instead! I'm begging you, please, save this child! I implore you!!!"
He pleaded desperately, his voice filled with anguish, "Aria...Please...open your eyes... I promised we'd play with dolls once you woke up... Open your eyes..."
In that moment, an icy realization washed over Noah, finally understanding that even his desperate pleas to the gods had been in vain. The gods had abandoned him.
But in that same moment, he also realized something else. This child, whom he had adopted as his own daughter, was in fact his biological daughter all along.
The revelation hit him like a thunderbolt, and he connected the dots...the golden strike on her collarbone, a symbol that only those of Valentine heritage or cursed by the gods should possess.
"How...how is that possible...?" he whispered to himself, his voice filled with disbelief.
"Why did I just realize it now...?" he silently wondered to himself, his mind racing with shock.
The pieces of the puzzle began to fit together. She resembled him because she was his biological daughter. Her silver hair resembled Lariette, while her red eyes resembled his own.
The realization was overwhelming, and he chastised himself for not realizing it sooner.
"How could I have been so blind? Why did it take me until now to understand...", he muttered, a mix of guilt and disbelief washing over him.
He realized now that Lariette had carried a child for seven years, a poor child who had died repeatedly. And now, his own biological daughter was suffering a similar fate, all because of him.
"It's all because of me... This child, who has died seven times... It's all my fault...", he whispered, his voice choked with guilt and remorse.
The realization hit him like a ton of bricks. Just like him, who possessed a godlike power and was cursed, it meant that his child was also cursed.
"It's all my fault... My daughter is dying in front of me..." he murmured, his voice laced with anguish.
"Aria...please...open your eyes... I want to play with dolls, I wanted to celebrate Christmas Eve..."
"Please..."
"Please let me love you.", he pleaded, his heart shattering into pieces.
A A brilliant light erupted from within Aria, enveloping everything around her in a dazzling white glow.
Noah closed his eyes tightly, shielding his vision from the intense brightness. Carefully, he opened his eyelids once more.
The room had returned to its original dark color, but a soft, radiant light emanated gently from Aria's body, illuminating the area around them.
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I Became the Precious Daughter of The Villainous Grand Duke
De TodoAria, the adopted daughter of duke agnes who experiences death Seven times. In each of her lifetimes, she sacrifices herself for the sake of her family she dies believing that this time her family will love her, She was abused and abandoned by them...
