I'm Secretly the Father of the Yandere Villainess's Daughter

Amelia recognized within the depths of her small, pure heart that she adored her father to the point of madness... for he had become, for her, the solitary and unshakeable center of security within this universe.

She had tasted the bitterness of treachery within her past existence when her close disciples betrayed her without a shred of mercy. Throughout her eternal eras, she had never sampled the warm flavor of paternal custody, for every single creature she encountered within her past life perceived her as a mere tool, desiring to exploit her out of greed for her might.

This was everything she genuinely required within her novel existence... her father! The father who continuously patted her head with tenderness, singing to her in his melodic voice how deeply he loved his small daughter, and how immensely proud he resided of her...

Words of praise and pride were things she had never elicited from anyone throughout her life save for her mother, Lucy.

And when she contemplated her mother, she recognized with certainty that Lucy loved Cain to the point of madness as well... yet her pride and childish greed compelled her to assume that her love for her father was millions of times more sublime, and that her emotions were far purer than the emotions of her mother!

For within her radical analysis, she deduced that her mother loved Cain with a mature, romantic love intertwined with desire and conventional human emotions—feelings she deemed far inferior compared to her own emotions, which sat enthroned in the heights because she loved him with a pure love as a daughter infatuated with her father. This love was undoubtedly the most sublime over anything else within existence!

While she was submerged within her thoughts, gazing at Cain whose tender hand still rested upon her head, she conversed within her intellect, stating: ”Mother desires for no one to divide his love with you, Dad... She desires the entirety of you for herself, and she undoubtedly loves you more than Amelia... Yet I recognize internally that I am the solitary individual whom you love with absolute authenticity... I am your cherished and solitary daughter!”

Amelia relished Cain’s gentle caressing of her ink-black hair, then elevated her head and stated in a delicate tone, ”Dad... I desire to inform you of something...”

Cain slowly parted his eyes, gazing at the beautiful countenance of his daughter, which was saturated with innocence. He experienced at that precise moment a warm pulsation within his chest; registering how thoroughly fortunate he resided to be the father of this gorgeous child, and what an indescribably magnificent sensation it was to possess a child who gazed at him and articulated the word ”Dad.”

At that precise moment, he intensely despised his former self; for he had previously permitted himself to elicit matters from her such as ’Lord Duke’ without blaming himself for being a useless father who caused his daughter to refrain from calling him Dad since the very inception. In the past, he remained uncertain whether the matter merited the sacrifice of his might for the sake of Lucy, and he lacked the knowledge whether he would truly sacrifice his power as a ransom for her should the timeline arrive... Yet now, for the sake of those innocent eyes gazing at him, he registered that he was prepared to pay the price of everything within existence, sacrificing every single shred of mana, merely for these eyes to persist in gazing at him with this brand of love.

Cain smiled with gentleness, preparing to listen to what she desired to declare, ”Proceed, my father’s beloved... I am all ears.”

Amelia’s smile widened further, those words tickling her ears and freezing her possessive chest with delight. She inquired with absolute impatience and anticipation, ”Dad... can you belong to Amelia alone?.. To love Amelia alone?”

Cain fell silent for a brief interval, contemplating her inquiry, before a warm and faint smile etched itself upon his lips. He assumed her discourse was a mere conventional childish jealousy, mirroring small children who repudiate the notion of possessing other siblings merely to enjoy the full, un-diminished love and attention of their parents.

He assumed she signified something delicate and innocent, such as granting her a distinctive status and loving her more than any person—and he, of course, loved his child with the entirety of his heart; for who within this universe would not love a daughter as beautiful, intelligent, and rational as Amelia?

Cain desired to render his child secure and distinguished, stating in a decisive and reassuring tone, ”Undoubtedly, Amelia... Your father loves you alone, for no one within this universe merits your father’s love save for you!”

Cain delivered those words as a brand of emotional support to cause the child to register that she was the primary beloved... Yet for Amelia’s radical intellect, these words manifested as the ’divine sign’ and the final lock!

She contemplated with sheer ecstasy: ”Yes!.. He desires to belong to me entirely despite everyone!”

This response caused the possessive desire latent within her mind to violently escalate, flowing until it attained its absolute peak. And a singular, conclusive matter was verified within her intellect: she would never permit her father to bestow his love upon anyone save for her from this moment onward!

She gazed at him then with a cryptic, determined smile; and to realize this objective and guarantee his monopolization, she must become powerful... powerful to an extent that transcended boundaries, enabling her to protect him and stand beside him even if he became the weakest individual within this universe, losing his magical power in its entirety! She would be incapable of obstructing the love of her mother, Lucy, for her father, Cain, given that she was ultimately a dutiful daughter who respected her mother... yet that romantic love harbored no significance; what was critical and most critical was that Cain loved her alone in the final analysis!

Amelia spoken in a childish voice, sharp and steady, ”Dad... Amelia has resolved from this precise moment to grow more powerful and rigid within magic and combat, merely to protect her magnificent father... regardless of what materializes within the future!”

Amelia pivoted her small physique, pacing upon her short feet as she directed her course toward the exterior, departing from the desk door with confident strides and highly determined facial expressions carrying a majesty unsuited for her age.

The moment the door was sealed and Amelia departed, Cain abruptly registered a strange, sweeping expansion within his chest, and his psychological and spiritual health notably and unprecedentedly enhanced since ten days ago! The vortex of psychological torture dissolved, and he realized at that precise moment a novel cosmic truth: that family and warm bonds are thousands of times more critical than any shred of transcendent might or supreme magical level.

And by his supreme fortune, and from the grace of coincidences, his specific techniques and laws depended in their core upon [The Flexible Faith Law]—a unique law that aligns and mutates according to the deep convictions of its possessor.

Therefore, no damage or magical backlash would afflict him as a consequence of shifting his concept of faith slightly; for his faith had now transformed from the blind pursuit of ’absolute power for dominion’ to ’absolute power for family protection.’

Via this methodology and this novel intellectual transformation, Cain recognized with certainty that he would consume a significantly vaster duration in restoring his wounds and reclaiming his prior magical level... yet he was joyous and satisfied from the depths of his heart in a manner he had not experimented with since his feet initially trod upon this world.

Duke Cain inhaled a deep breath, contemplating the therapy session he would obtain today...