Yelan

This human was different, Osial realized as he observed her from afar. She was a hydro user, perfectly in tune with his element. She was not like most human females. She was neither feeble nor weak. He had watched as she combated many foes, human and monster alike. She easily dealt with them, whether they were larger than her or smaller, alone or in groups.

This would do well for him. He did not want a mere weak and brittle vessel. If the luxurious items that adorned her were anything to go by she was also wealthy and reputable in addition to being powerful. It was decided. She would be the one to host him.

The Fallen Ocean God wasted no time and claimed his prize. He resonated with Yelan's vision, before his spirit funneled itself into the hydro user entirely. "What's happening?" Yelan's voice trailed off as her mind was consumed by Osial.

"Sleep now." He told her as he locked her consciousness away in a never ending nightmare.

Yelan's body froze in place as he did all this. It stayed still like a statue, her mortified face remaining for the moment as Osial filled her body. Soon her fearful expression morphed into a smirk, as 'Yelan' began to smile.

"I was right." Osial smirked as he...now she looked down at her body. This human was indeed a very wise choice. Not only was she a skilled a fighter, but from the fragments of her memories that Osial was starting to gleam, she was very instrumental in the operations of Morax's nation. "You will serve me well." Osial chuckled with her new voice as she had back to the city. 'Yelan' still had to give a report after all on her patrol.

Once that was over, she would start making her plans. With Yelan's body and memories, Osial would easily topple Morax's nation from the inside out.