Hope did her best to hold back her screams of agony, but at some point, fading in and out of a dark unconsciousness, she had lost the ability to stop.
She wasn't even sure if she was speaking coherent words, but there were certainly screams. Hoarse and visceral, they came from the depths of her soul.
She shook her head and tears fell from her eyes, but she held on nonetheless. She didn't want her child to die, and she knew that if she couldn't push through, that was exactly what would happen.
A birth shouldn't have been so difficult for a Dao God. The problem she was facing wasn't the normal pain a mortal woman might go through, but instead the heavy weight of the Fate that came with it.
It was her Seven Corporeal Souls and Three Incorporeal Spirits that couldn't withstand the birth of this child, as that of her and Ryu's son had to pass through her to make it to the world.
