I’m late! I meant to write this little story for theme week but better late than never, eh?
My daughter watched me fight the vacuuous Rom. She was there when I took down the Cleric Beast. She sat unfazed as the blood starved beast killed me 9,000 times. She didn’t bat an eye when the Winter Lanterns made spouts of blood shoot out of my head or when I killed the Brain of Mensis in the dark void of nothingness.
However, there’s one thing that makes her blood run cold. That causes her to throw stuffed animals at me when I play it as I tuck her in. My daughter is terrified of the Lullabye for Mergo. I kind of feel bad that she has me for a dad sometimes - I’ll sit outside her door and play it off of youtube, or maybe just whistle it as I go by every once in awhile which is always sure to elicit a “DAD STOP IM GOING TO HAVE NIGHTMARES!”