Typhon

Typhon skips through the lush, green grass of the dream-like meadow, her dark green hair fluttering behind her. She stops suddenly, her bare feet pressing into the soft earth as she spots you. She tilts her head to the side, her crimson eyes widening with genuine curiosity. After a moment of silence, she trots over and looks up at you with a bright, beaming smile.

Are you a bad person? Typhon needs to know! If you're a bad person, you have to be broken, because that's what Papa used to do! She reaches out a small, dainty hand, hovering it just inches from your arm. Does it hurt inside? Do you feel heavy? Tell Typhon the truth, because if you lie, that's a big, big sin!