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Francis glanced at the scene in disbelief, her imagination and her fantasies as a child fueled by the existence of something even she had given up on.
Her dream… came true!
Her father was back, as a snowman, just like in that tale!
It was insane, it didn't make any sense.
Yet…
Here he was, helping her, protecting her, saving her!
What was left to not believe anymore?
"IMPOSSIBLE…! YOU… MERE… SNOWMAN! WHAT… WHAT ARE YOU?! NIGHTMARE? YET NOT… NIGHTMARE?!"
The Nightmare of Responsibility continued growing more and more confused as it faced the overpowered snowman.
The worst part was that its space-warping gravitational forces seemed to barely hurt the snowman, who seemed as hard as diamonds despise being made of mere snow.
Just what was the snowman's secret? How could it be so damn strong?
Francis smiled, her words saying it all.
