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"I have heard such an idea many times... including on Etherium itself." Bahamut didn't budge an inch. He offered Cabot no real indication how he was feeling. Just his usual pensive gaze. Difficult to discern with his lack of pupils and different colors bubbling around. "Then answer me this, my...

"Empire." Bahamut clasped his lower wings together. "Perhaps such a phrase holds a different connotation on your planet. Where I'm from, an empire refers to several territories living under the rule of a single authority figure." He shook his head. "And I do not believe that such power should be...

"And that tells me everything I need to know. You wouldn't be able to do it." Blue and purple expanded in Bahamut's eyes. "It would be so nice if things could work out like in fairytales. Everyone gets a happy ending and even those with less altruistic motives learn their lessons." He shook his...

Bahamut's expression momentarily darkened. His immediate thought was that Diyem had blabbed about Chiron to Cabot, since he had a peek into his mind. Nevertheless, this was enough to prompt Bahamut to stop lying on his side and instead coil around Cabot and look down at his shiny head. "Giving...

"Perhaps. However, better a beast of sin like myself suffer than a pure soul like yourself." Bahamut bowed his head again. "As I said, reality can be a harsh mistress. Why, I'm willing to bet there are people on your planet who walk the paths of constant strife. They could even be right under...

That was a false assumption in more ways than one. "Do you think I haven't tried?" Bahamut sighed. "Remember, I'm not speaking to people in this form, but the broken body you originally saw me in. People look upon me like I am some sort of daemon." His head tendrils shrank. "And I suppose, in...

“Of Eternatus? Of course not.” Bahamut let his tail glide across the water. “History is written by those in control. They have led the public to believe this is a product of the energy they use for electricity... and that they will soon have a solution for it.”

"There is nothing the other pokémon can do." Bahamut maintained the small grin on his face, even though his tone was neutral. "Getting close to Eternatus' distortion drives them into the depths of madness. And as the generations have worn on, the nobility of the planet's biggest kingdom has...

"Time? I've been trying to get rid of it for a thousand years," Bahamut said. There wasn't any bitterness in his voice. Rather, resignation. As if he'd accepted his fate. And given Cabot's response to his question, he got the sense it was the cranidos' youthful optimism talking. "We like to try...

"A sailor? My, how... intriguing for a rock-type. Does your planet have lava oceans instead of water?" The alternative was that this cranidos had some sort of death wish. All it would take was one shove into the drink. Or, perhaps, his natural body had some sort of special water immunity? Many...

"I wander endlessly through the distortion rotting my planet away... until my energy runs out and I fall into stasis." Bahamut's tone was neutral, as was typical for him. "What is it you do?"

"Mmm. Well, it's what's inside that counts." Bahamut paused. "Figuratively speaking. As I am a hollow creature." He gestured at his backside. The cranidos would be able to see straight through to Bahamut's chest crystals.

"In a sense." Bahamut tapped a wing pensively against his chin. "Though normally I can make myself about ten meters tall."

"I am fine, thank you for asking." Bahamut bowed his head slightly. "A pity that many of our allies have had such rough times this last week compared to me. If I could take away their pain, I would. But, alas, my powers here are so very limited."

"Naturally, little one. Whether sunlight or moonlight, light is light." Bahamut continued to traced his wing back and forth. Through damp sand and ocean surf. "The push and pull of the waves is rhythmic. Steady. Relaxing. But if you need me to leave, then I shall."

With the vast majority having (foolishly) balked at the idea of bringing up Dark Matter to Maple's team, Bahamut slinked off to the beach. He settled on his side in the sand and absentmindedly traced a wing along the water whenever a wave rolled up on shore.

"Then tell the bird." Bahamut looked skyward. "O Darkness Mine, did you not say to me that, if you had nefarious purposes, you would've struck us down immediately?" He then bowed his head. "Would that same logic not apply to Maple's team? If they have malicious intentions, why haven't they...

"You have a portal-maker amongst you." Bahamut pointed to himself. "If Maple takes us somewhere else, then I will take in whatever radiance is necessary to send you back to Diyem or Cibus. I do not care if it snuffs out my own life."

"I could, sure. But that's only if people believe Maple would prefer a short, blunt explanation."

"Waiting only hurts us," Bahamut reiterated. "Besides the examples I illustrated, there's that zoroark. For all we know, he could've overheard one of us mention it at some point. Our boss is stretched thin; it wouldn't surprise me if he can't keep tabs on all of Maple's team at all times." He...