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"Don't say that." Nero's ears drooped. "You're going to make a self-fulfilling prophecy." He glanced skyward. "Like, if you refer to her by name, then that should be a big clue that you know her from somewhere."

"The big issue will be convincing her it's an avenue worth pursuing," Bahamut said. "She's like me. Unflinchingly stubborn. Perhaps Owen will get through to her. He's so sickeningly optimistic that way."

Nero frowned. Used to? "Just because you haven't seen each other in a while doesn't mean you don't know her anymore. She's alive. You're alive. And soon, you'll be reunited." His tail wagged.

"It should happen instantaneously... but I can only assume Arceus needs time to charge such a power," Bahamut said. "I sent a message to him as soon as I left the infirmary. Whether he follows through or not is up to him." His tail lazily swished side to side. "That said... since I know there...

"Oh, huh. There was a mimikyu in our group who said she used to be human before showing up here." Nero's eyes flickered with recognition. "I take it you two know each other?"

"Sorry. Force of habit." Sweat drops ran down the back of Nero's head. "If it's not the appearance, it's usually the powers that scare most folks." Mew plopped down on Nero's back and poked at one of the gemstones in his tail. He looked back at them with a look that read, "Do you mind?" To...

"Actually, I've been avoiding the town. Dashing fast enough to avoid people seeing me." He rubbed his forelegs together. Nero's pink shifted to blue for a second, before arriving at a striped mix. "Perhaps people wouldn't be as put-off if they saw two of us? Like a pair or something. And I know...

"Arceus manipulated the flow of time close to Joule." Bahamut glanced out a window, where everything in Destiny Village was moving as normally as he could remember. "With his power, I want to take Joule and his attack and move them somewhere else. Somewhere they won't be a threat. Like what...

Interesting. So there was a world with humans that also had Beast Killers. It was a bit surprising, but Nero brushed it aside. He still didn't even know what humans truly looked like. And it sounded like this guy gave it a similar name as he had when his mask was on. Much to think about, for...

"Mew!" They fell inside their bubble and bounced off the ground, then popped back up on top of it.

Sure, Nero couldn't see a facial expression with the mask. But he knew the body language. He'd lived it. Frightened. Confused. "That's... not your usual body, is it?" Nero whispered. Mew had escaped Nero's grasp and rested on a psychic bubble. They floated up to Dusk and scratched him behind...

Hello, I'm here for catnip stuff. Right off the bat, I have to confess this was a bit of a difficult read for me because there are lot of really odd word choices and grammatical errors. It slowed things down for me tremendously because I had to keep stopping to ask myself what you were trying...

Nero managed to avoid flinching again. "It's too early to jump to conclusions like that, buddy." He tried crouching down to be closer to eye level with the houndoom. "But it's also too early to start thinking about how to get everyone back home. I know it's frightening, but we'll come up with...

Laughing, Esper floated up to Tricky and wrapped an arm over her neck. "Not with that attitude! But where there's a will, there's always a way! I've eaten chocolate-dipped and fried snow globes before."

"You were both sucked into an Ultra Wormhole — a portal between worlds, of sorts — and brought to this village," Nero explained, despite flinching at his otherworld counterpart's tone. Perhaps all Beast Killers were as aggressive as he was with the helmet on? Of course, the poor guy couldn't see...

After Lillie left, Nero decided to jog some laps back and forth on the grass. Mostly keeping out of sight because gods only knew what the people of this world would think of someone like him. Having Mew wrapped around his head crest didn't help things. But, of course, he was always tuned to...

"I'm a psychic-type. If I'm concentrating, I can sense emotions underlying auras," Bahamut said. "Again, you have literally nothing to gain from all this judgement. It's just going to cloud your mind in battle. And we're all going to go our separate ways and forget all of this, anyway. So this...

"The auroras out in space. They represent the spirit realm," Bahamut said. "The colors shift in tandem with the state of the spirit realm. Bright, warm colors symbolize happiness... and in places where Eternatus never appeared the cosmos were full of such vibrant colors. But no matter how close...

"Well I wouldn't know the specifics. I'm not dead." Bahamut scowled. "Not for lack of trying, but Eternatus cursed me with immortality. My body will literally pull itself back together no matter how much it's damaged." He paused. "All I know is that there is an ethereal realm deep within the...

"Depends. Do they have any chocolate to dip the snow globes into?" Esper poked his chin. "They're too crunchy otherwise."