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"Then Joule and Pop are both thinking about becoming one person again by just not caring about what the other parts of them might feel about it?" Cola asked, shrinking. "...Why would... they do that? How come the powerful Pokemon have to be that way?!"

"Maybe!" Cola seemed excited again. "Soda's cool! We can go on an adventure, maybe, around the village outskirts!" Cola giggled. "But... I still don't really know how Pop feels about all of this. He's still talking like I'm gonna return to him one day..."

Red tilted his head. He'd talked with Silver very briefly, but he didn't want to talk back and went back to flight training. He was very cold, which wasn't too surprising. Silver didn't like showing his feelings much and was more focused on strength. Red showed Astrid another image. This one...

"He just took me for walks around DV is all, but that was way more than anyone else ever did. Soda's just really nice, and he actually gets what it means to not like when someone stronger than you is forcing you to do something. I dunno why, though." Cola bobbed his head.

"Adoration is not an easy thing to control. I do not think we have ever sought it out. In fact, in my time as Wishkeeper, I much preferred not being noticed. Too many people asking for favors that are for selfish reasons." Wishkeeper snorted, wings folded down. "Seeking fame and seeking...

Wishkeeper's smile was probably easier for a fellow Shadow to make out. "You could say that I am used to being something only part of a whole," he said. "While it isn't exact... you could say that Owen is a reincarnation of me. That is the simplest way to explain it. So, I have already...

Like a ghostly wraith, Wishkeeper drifted about the dorm room. Owen did not stir, and in fact looked like he was very cozy in his slightly undersized bed. "Sombra," Wishkeeper greeted, his voice silent to all but those of his kind.

"Yeah, and I guess the gods are trying to help out here since this is a big, godly problem, but what about smaller things, huh? I wanna go around performing miracles and looking cool and everyone likes me! How come I have to hide away all the time?" Cola huffed. "I wish Soda showed up more. He...

He took the cookies gratefully, and he gave one to each of his teammates as well. They seemed less aware of the problems that they'd gone through; perhaps only Red truly knew that Telum was gone, and the others on his team thought they were still on that same world. It would be hard to blame...

"Pop says it's because mortals shouldn't be relying on gods to solve their problems unless it's a godly problem to begin with," Cola said. "But I don't get why. Maybe sometimes mortals just don't know what they're doing since they keep dying every century!"

"Mostly because this is one of the worlds that operates on literal good vibes," Soda pointed out with a shake of his claw. "When in Rome, Dave. ...Wait, you might not be from the right human world for that one." He hummed. "Just, each world has different rules. Pop's a benevolent Arceus, and he...

Many streets down from X-Eye Cauldron was a district of Destiny Village that had a bit more of a quiet, proper tone. X-Eye had the casual and friendly atmosphere, and Pasta Plaza had some shadier dealings, at least at a relative scale, but just down the roads and closer to the library was a...

Red frowned, the flame on his tail dimming. Then it was true. This place, Cibus, was similar to Telum, and yet not quite. Telum... had been destroyed. He'd died, and yet he was now here. He'd... failed? He was chasing after Giovanni, who had come to Telum, and had gone to the Tree for some...

Red nodded, but then looked at the mural of the Tree again, perplexed about something. Yes, there had been something bothering him about this world ever since he had arrived. Something very strange indeed. Because yes, they had confronted Giovanni at the Tree of Life, and yes, Mewtwo had been...

"I think I want to stay here," Cola said, nodding. "Being a god is nice and having my own place could be cool, but... I like it here. I just don't like that I have to share it with other-me and all that. That... Pop. I don't know why we have to be the same person--it's not fair!" Cola's haze...

Red frowned, looking at the photos again. There was pity in his eyes again as he looked at that Mewtwo, because he knew that one. He knew it because he'd seen him before. Red tilted his head at Astrid next. A familiar? Those Ultra Shades, probably. He didn't really know much about them, only...

"I dunno, I'd probably just chill out on Destiny Tower and then look majestic," Cola said. "Gods don't do a whole lot for the world, don't they? If there's a problem we just beat it up and if there's not one then we just lay back and relax. Sounds like a pretty good job to me."

"I dunno!" Cola shook his head, his eyes shaping themselves into the outlines of crescents with the curve pointing north. "I just like getting out and feeling the wind in my... uh... stuff." He didn't really know what to call his haze. He stepped to Rocky and teleported a few feet in front of...

"It's kinda tough to say," Soda said. "Maybe it's a fragment of Arceus. Or Buffet. Or its own thing. It's kinda hard to tell since I kinda don't study up on stuff like that."

"Yeah." Soda rolled his eyes. "Kinda. Let's just say that for one reason or another--never looked into it, probably some arbitrary shit--worlds like Cibus don't allow humans in. And they only get them because they need the power boost they have on Pokemon to get rid of some bigger disaster. So...