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Waking up after the Battle for his mind and the explosion of the embryo left quite the toll on simon's mind leaving him exhausted.He probed for the entity in his mind still awfully aware of the stress caused by it. Sensing it was being watched the entity arose. " seems like your awake now it said with a snort." Simon wanting to get back home now started walking ignoring the entity in his head. "wait don't leave all this good stuff here." it yelled In his head causing a headache. Simon not wanting to argue retorted "I can't take it all with me anyway so I'll just take the orb." Feeling annoyed on how dull simon was the entity spoke "store the objects in my ring just push them on the ring and say store." Now simon was more intrigued taking the ring off the ground went to the desk and cabinet touching each and saying store. Watching as each of the objects disappeared. He did the same with the books and left the cave. Noticing that it was night ran untill he found a creek, following that creek to a river that he recognized he was able to find his way home. Sneaking into his room he shut the door and laid on his bed. It was quiet in the room but in his mind he was having quite the conversation. While chatting with the entity who was called silva, they learned quite a bit about each other. After learning about simon wanting to get stronger she said she would help him as long as he promised to give her a body to inhabit later, after that deal was made she moved to other topics "have you found your panel now that you have a morph." silva said slightly out of curiosity. Simon looking at her with no clue of what she was talking about made her sigh with disappointment. Still, silva wanted a body and to do that simon needed to be strong. Giving simple instructions simon used Mana to project a blue screen in front of him. On the screen he saw words with numbers beside them

status: shift

name:simon

age:5

race:human

strength: 3

speed:3

dexterity:5

intelligence: 14

Seeing this he became excited "teach me more"he demanded. Silva sighing again said "do the same thing but focus on your shift." Eagerly doing as instructed he saw another panel with words and numbers beside them

status: morph

name:murder imp

age:5

race: imp

strength:14

speed:20

dexterity:10

intelligence:14

Simon looked at the stats with a proud look "I know my morph stats should be higher than mine but by that much?" Seeing simons proud look made silva angry "your stats wouldn't be that much higher if you didn't absorb most if my soul force." Ignoring the fit of rage from silva simon asked "so how do I shift." Being ignored greatly pissed if silva but being reminded of her goal grunted "you really don't know anything do you, use you Mana to drag your morph out." Simon did as he was told but it was alot harder than silva made it out to be. With much strain his hand was changing. His hand got bigger his five fingers became a large three. Clenching his fist it was huge. Simon smiled at the thought of punching malcolm with this.One by one the parts of his body changed. His whole body went grey,his feet became feet became two toed like a ninja's shoe,arms became longer and muscular, a tail of 1.8 meters appeared as his head grew larger and more oval shaped. his nose and mouth dissapeared from his face and his eyes became large and red. Getting up to find a mirror he look at his shifted body. The name murder imp suited it well. looking into his own red beady eyes game him chills. His tail as if another arm was easy to control. Seeing all he had accomplished he had really taken the first step to being strong. After spending the rest of his night learning to shift to and from his human and imp state simon was able to fully shift in about three seconds which silva thought was kinda slow, but with four years to go untill he was required to shift she thought his pace was acceptable. Skipping breakfast to sleep no body saw simon untill the evening during dinner. At the table Malcolm's mother esdith felt uncomfortable that no one was talking tried to strike a conversation with her husband. "Dear how is Malcolm progressing in his studies?" she said trying to strike up a conversation. Uninterested he just said disinterested not bothering to stop eating "He'll be good enough to send to an academy next year maybe." Malcolm wanted to be proud and puff his chest out to his father but seeing how his dad didn't care he kept quiet untill the meal was over. In the afternoon after simon and silva went through the books they got from the cave and while most of them were just things about monsters and certain morphs weaknesses, and tactics on how to beat them. The last book to be read was called assassin's wind.