"She won't live to see the daylight," a witch informed the demon. The demon, Hatsu, frowned.
"Are you sure, Calli?"
"As sure as I'll ever be. The only solution is to transfer her soul to another body." Hatsu clenched his fist. Life was so cruel. How dare he lose his wife and now his newborn daughter to a disease? The sun was already setting; he was losing time.
"Fine. We need to find a girl to transfer her to."
Rumi grabbed her mom's hand. Her mom smiled and cooed. Such an adorable daughter she had been blessed with! She got up to go get another blanket for Rumi. When she was gone, Hatsu's face appeared at the window. He eyed the young baby in the crib. She looked fine enough, and was a few weeks older than his own girl.
He called Calli over and she used magic to teleport the baby to her arms.
"Sure about this one? I don't think she'll grow up very pretty."
"Beggars can't be choosers," Hastu muttered as they went back to his house. Within an hour, the transfer was complete, albeit there was some complications. Hatsu's daughter, rather than completely taking over Rumi, was merely using the girl as a host. Now Rumi would grow up with another person living in her.
"So, this young girl," Hatsu muttered. "I'll call her...Nana."