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A charizard taking on a mewtwo, huh? Nate wondered if that had ever happened in his world. The whole thing with Red and Mewtwo was super sketchy in general. Nate still had no idea how Red could ever have beat him, since the power of friendship didn't mean shit against somebody who could explode...

Thanks to everyone who's replied so far! It was a lot of fun getting to see what people's experiences with the series have been, whether the books are childhood favorites or ones you've only heard about recently. Here's how things are going to work from here on out: 1) We read one book a week...

Starr was working on her defense, huh? Nate thought he had an idea of why that might be. Not that she'd thank him for bringing that up, especially not in front of Silver. Nate quietly followed him into the kitchen, going for a snack from the fridge himself. He hadn't realized Weavile and Gengar...

"Yeah. You've, uh, been going pretty hard at the training recently, ain't you?" Nate asked. "Makes sense, with what we got coming. But you don't want to wear yourself out too much before the whole Eien thing, right?"

Rocky had been following along behind Nate, all the commotion being much more interesting than the TV. He caught Silver's awkward glance at Starr and grinned to himself. "A colosseum fight, huh? That sounds like a great idea! I bet Starr could help you figure out somebody good for them to fight...

Nate started at the sound of the door, but it was only Starr. Right. Yeah. Think of the devil. He settled back against the couch again, taking another sip of beer. Rocky was staring at him. "What?" Nate asked. The familiar gave him a critical look. "Oh, come on. She don't exactly want to chat...

It was kind of weird, just walking down the street and ending up back home. Half an hour ago Nate had been in nightmare hell watching the mewtwo drift around menacingly, and now he was on the couch with a beer and the TV remote, Rocky curled up at the far end and complaining about the channel...

Don't know that I'll have much to say as this rolls along, but it's fun to see you reposting it! Also, Chalenor's severed head lying alone in a bloody field is the most hilarious mental image.

"Yeah, we got other shit to do," Nate said with a sigh. He glanced at the parasite still struggling under containment. Was that where Telum's dark matter had ended up, or no? He was feeling like no. Which meant it was still floating around in Maple somewhere, or out there causing trouble...

Back in the real world. Nate took another deep breath. Yeah. The Voidlands really hadn't seemed all that bad, to be honest. Maybe the air here tasted kinda different, but it wasn't, like, super fucking oppressive out there or nothing. Nate supposed that if Diyem could create Veritas City, there...

Nate let out a huge, weary breath, and slumped forward, rubbing his face. "Good Christ," he groaned. Rocky turned back around and gave him a playful nudge, grinning. Nate shoved him away, but he was smiling. "All right. We good to get the fuck out of here, then?" he asked. "Ain't missing...

Nate nodded again. Thanks. Didn't sound like that would necessarily be a better solution than going straight to void shadow. Nate watched, face set and scowling, to see whether the ultra stone would fare any better than the pokéball.

Nate's grip tightened viciously around the pokéball when it failed to react. Too much to hope for indeed. He nodded curtly without taking his eyes off the dissolving form of Mewtwo. "Try the stone, then." But at the same time he had a private question for Diyem. Diyem, when you were saying...

It was at least reassuring that they probably weren't going to have to do a second exorcism on the mewtwo to get rid of the dark matter, but what Diyem said after was most definitely not at all fucking reassuring. "What?!" Nate said. He abandoned the caged parasite and hurried over to where the...

For a second Nate could only stare, confused, while Owen's words started to echo, the air around him filling with glowing smoke. That wasn't what he'd thought Owen mea-- A moment later it was over, the parasite restrained and the mewtwo collapsed in a heap. Nate remained frozen a moment longer...

Nate broke out smiling when he saw the mewtwo's fingers twitch. "You're doing it!" he said. "Keep fighting! We know you can do it!" "The parasites keep on losing," Rocky added. "One of them got Owen, but he made it go away. You're super strong! You can win, too!" You know this shit better than...

"Be careful," Nate said. "I highly fucking doubt that parasite mark is going nuts because he wants to make friends." And... what exactly would they all do if the mewtwo turned around and shot an eterna-thing at Brisa? Guess they'd be facing two enemies, then. Diyem said he'd pull them out if...

"Bahamut, can you sense him like you did before?" Nate asked. "Or is he all empty again?" He stood ready behind the protect shield. One way or another, he had a feeling this was going to come down to a fight. Nate looked up at the mewtwo and said, "We heard what happened from Sword," Nate said...

The trip to the Voidlands was easier than Nate had expected. One second in Diyem’s jungle-house, the next in nightmare hell. Which was almost a disappointment, to be honest. All kinda shadowy and purplish, but the place didn’t even feel all that fucked up. The foreboding might well be coming off...

I saw you working on porting your stories over here, so I figured I’d check them out! Seems like I’ve been seeing more “human in the PMD world” stories recently. It’s a fun genre with a lot of potential to explore. I have to admit that I found this one pretty confusing, though! Getting thrown...