'Run! Run, we must run.'
Tyler held his mom by one arm and desperately ran as fast as he could, crossing several meters in a single leap.
Miao was also running faster and catching up with him.
"Tyler, you need to stop, or else you will die because of bleeding," Miao shouted.
Tyler didn't listen to him. In his mind, he only wanted to run as fast as he could.
This troubled Miao as he didn't know whether to save Tyler or not. After all, there is a high chance he would be free if Tyler dies.
But he was more worried about the unknown. For a God like him, the unknown would be the only thing that troubles him.
Being controlled by Tyler didn't trouble him because he knew he could escape at any moment for as long as he wanted.
Miao quickly raised his paw and jumped on his shoulder. Yellow energy emerged from his paw, and he put it on Tyler's wound.
He didn't like saving people because he was the God of Destruction. But now, he didn't want to face the unknown.
A long time ago, he once tried to challenge the unknown and got caught inside Hell's Prison.
That's why he feared the unknown very much.
Tyler was startled by Miao's effort.
Only then did he suddenly realize that he was still bleeding. He was in a great hurry that he almost forgot that he was bleeding.
Tyler said as the purple lightning energy emerged on his foot, forming a pair of lightning boots.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The next moment, he started running like a lightning bolt. He managed to reach his home in just a few minutes.
He put his mother on the bed and sat down in a chair.
Tyler was breathing hard. That cost him too much stamina, and due to his blood loss, his condition was even worse.
"So, what do you plan to do now? You lost your arm." Miao stared at him and asked.
Tyler bit his lips and closed his eyes. He didn't say anything. He didn't know what to say.
He lost his arm, and he did this to himself. If he hadn't cut off his own arm, he wouldn't have lost it.
But then he would've lost his mother. His only motivation to grow stronger was his mother.
When his eyes were closed, the images of the past emerged in his mind.
"Tyler, you are a man. Promise me…. If I ever lose my life, you will take care of your mother." Google seaʀᴄh N0velFire.ɴet
It was his father's words. He still hadn't forgotten those words, and they kept him motivated.
He was willing to do anything just to get stronger so that he could protect his mother.
But today, he almost lost his mother. He almost lost her because he made the enemy of the Sulen Family. It was his fault.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and a cruel gaze emerged in those eyes.
"Miao, is there any way to hide my connection with my mother from the rest of the world?"
Miao was surprised by his words. He raised his paw and suddenly slapped his head.
"Is that really something you should be thinking about right now? You lost your freaking arm."
"You know that you have a task that you must complete in three months, right?"
"I know, but this has already happened. I am ready to face any kind of consequences on this path."
"It was my mistake, and I will take it upon myself. But my mother mustn't get hurt. I must do everything to protect her."
Tyler clenched his left fist and spoke.
"It's impossible. Unless you use some kind of power to erase their memories, there will always be people who will remember her."
"And, your enemy especially knows this. So, there is nothing you can do." Miao sighed and answered.
Suddenly, at this moment, Tyler's eyes turned red.
"Then, I will slaughter this city, kill every single person living in this city so that nobody can speak a word about my mother to my future."
"Yes, this is the only way to keep my mother safe. I must slaughter this city."
Suddenly, a palm landed on his face. Although his eyes were open, he couldn't see anyone until he finally returned to his senses.
He saw his mother standing in front of him with tears falling down her cheeks.
After slapping him, she pulled him into her embrace and cried.
"Waaa! What happened to you, Tyler? What went wrong? Sniff! Sniff! Why? Why did you become ?"
"W-w-w-what do you mean, mom?" Tyler was confused by her questions as he stuttered.
"Please, Tyler, please don't say such stuff. You are a good person. Please, don't take innocent life!"
Rose continued to cry as she begged him.
"B—b-bb-but mom, they know about you. They would kill you." Tyler replied.
"Then, let me die. I won't be your burden. Let me meet your father. That's what I want, son. You are a cultivator now. My life will only hinder yours."
Rose held him tightly as she continued to shed tears.
Suddenly, Tyler pushed her. He put his hands on her shoulder and shouted. "Then, what about what I want, Mom? Does my goal mean nothing? Does my life mean nothing to you?"
"I don't want this, Mom. I always prayed to the gods to help me awaken my talent so that I could become a cultivator."
"I wanted to become a cultivator because I had a goal, Mom. I wanted to bring my father back to life."
"Cultivation can reverse life and death. I want to bring my father back to life. And, I want to make both of you immortal, Mom."
"That's my goal, Mom. Everything I am doing and everything I will do in the future is just to make you two together."
"SO, WHAT ABOUT MY GOAL, MOM? WHAT ABOUT ME?"
Tyler fell to his knees while holding his mom as he cried.
"I just want to keep my family together, Mom. I just want to be with my father and you."