Typhon

Wo Shie was healthy but he was still a young child the constant traumatic experiences he was facing weren't uncommon in the world but they weren't common either. His body was still growing and changing because of that it required him to sleep a lot to heal and mentally recharge. It was also the best way for his body to start adapting to his circumstances. There would likely be almost nothing he wouldn't have the mental stamina to deal with as he got older.

Wo Shie rested for a few hours on the prayer mat, during his Dreams he was fighting against the masked robes man. His subconscious had saw everything so it used Lola's speed and power as a reference for the masked man.

Wo Shie stood absolutely no chance in front of the man so his dream was more so him trying to stay alive.

If his dreamworld was the real world he'd be showing a level of flow that the world would call nothing but a treasure. He ran through tread weaving back and forward dodging blows from the masked man with the slightest margins.

His parries were so precise it's was like he was using each blow he couldn't dodge to propel him like a cannonball in the most precise ways.

He would take a blow while tucking and rolling minimizing the impact and increasing his velocity making him a human projectile through the dreamscape forest. He would latch onto the trees and spin around them quickly changing his flying direction.

Like this Wo Shie ran and fought for his life only waking up 6 hours later. When he woke up he looked around and breathed a sigh of relief as the dream had encapsulated all of his senses and felt like true reality.

"I have to get stronger… I hate this world, what kind of people destroy villages and kill children. I hate it. Why is like this. Why did they kill me family and come for me! Why" Wo Shie said while clenching his fist as tears began to stream down his face.

Black and white blood began to drip from his hands, when he heard another voice in the room. 'If you hate it so much let me help you I can make everything disappear.' The voice was raspy and frail it had a malevolent sound and it was grading on the ears.

"Who's there!" Wo Shie said regaining his bearing's trying to sound strong so he didn't seem weak and vulnerable.

'Typhon, leave little Shie alone it's not time for you to be involved with him he's not strong enough to contain your power.' Lola's Voice rang from the northern corner of the room as she changed from orb form taking the shape of the little juman Lola again.

'Ah but he already has the strength to wake me and those dark emotions must be used or they might fester and grow him in a monster worse than me. Heavens knows there should be not monsters worse than me lest it's time for all of existence to come for an end.' The grading raspy voice of Typhon sounded from the south corner of the room as the orb placed there became ethereal and a form started taking place.

'If you materialize be easy on the child's eyes I don't need you adding to his trauma with that disgusting form.' Lola's voice sounded in the room as she walked over to where Wo Shie was sitting and sat next to him resting her head on his shoulder. He voice was lashed with disdain and disgust as his natural form was truly a horrific sight.

Wo Shie was shocked to feel Lola resting her head on his shoulder but he didn't say anything. It caused conflicting feelings to rise in his heart. It reminded him of how he lost those he could depend on but at the same time there was a deep comfort warm feeling as if they were close.

Her head resting on his shoulder was like removing the chip he had placed there and replacing it with nothing but a kind and loving energy deepening his relationship with Lola.

Typhon took a humanoid shape with four curved horns at each side of his head that curving up and connecting at the top of his head with long black hair falling through the openings between the horns.

His eyes were a pale yellow and his skin was covered in scales the color of dark ash. He had two bat like wings protruding from his back making him look like a demon fresh out the depths of hell.

"So you're him, you don't even remember who you are do you?" Typhon asked Wo Shie clearly insinuating some things.

"Who I am of course I know who I am and who even are you." Wo Shie responded in a defensive tone he didn't even know what this devil in front of him was talking about.

"When you remember yourself you'll remember me until then do you need my help I can get rid of all your problems at the small cost of a little contract." Typhon said with a menacing smile that would send chills up the spine of the most experienced cultivators.

"Stop Typhon, when he wakes up I'm sure you don't want to deal with whatever repercussion would come." Lola's voice sounded making Wo Shie more comfortable as he remembered he wasn't alone in front of this monster.

"Don't worry I don't need his help I'll get stronger and solve my own problems." Wo Shie said as he looked at the black and white blood in his hand and clenched his fist again. There would be nothing that stopped his Ascención in power even if he had to destroy all of existence himself he would do it.