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"Well, fer now, just started. I only read up ter that." He motioned to the small pile of books to the left. "Talk about losin' my childhood, am I right? I've still got shell on my back'n here I am doin' homework!" "I guess Arceus matures differently," Palkia guessed, to which the heads of...

Cola had a spring in his step as he hopped toward Luz. "Y'know? Ain't really sure what kinda identity'm lookin' fer. Learnin' the ropes still, gotta see what all these... Cibus? Cibus, right?" "Yes, Cibus," Giratina said. "Why is he so impressionable?" Dialga asked to himself. "Well, Pop did...

Owen winced a little, looking at Wishkeeper, who kept glaring at anyone who tried to get closer. "I'm... Look, it's a Shadow for a reason," he said, perhaps a little more curtly than he'd wanted. "I know I have problems trusting people, but I have to do it anyway because that's how teams work...

Arceus weakly turned his head and his eyes had that usual glimmer, even if it was weaker. "Not at all," he said gently. "You... distracted me, but stopped me from fleeing right into his trap. You, and your team... you all saved me." He laughed, then winced. "Ah... I should take it easy for a...

"Y-yeah, I'm doing fine," Owen said, taking a nervous glance at Wishkeeper, who was stepping forward to glare at Vix. "You have five seconds to distance yourself." "Wishkeeper, what's gotten into you?" Owen said, exasperated. "You were never this protective, not since the Shadow Machine. Can...

"We're about to bring him out," Cepa explained to Rocky. The pink Celebi drifted over the bed where the Poke Ball was nestled in the covers, giving an uncertain look to Balm, who nodded back. "Okay. Here goes...?" She lifted the ball and tossed it the way Chip had instructed. With a pop, light...

Wishkeeper followed Owen every step of the way, loyal and protective like he always was. And yet, now that he had a more tangible form--now that he was this imposing, twelve-foot monstrosity that that pushed the trees away if the path was too narrow for him--it became so much more prevalent...

"...No. I am not available. Deal with your Shadows on your own."

"Hmph. You're the one who 'fell for it.'"

"Er, take care?" Zinc waved, uncertain. "...Is it just me, or has he been in a better mood lately?" "I've noticed it, too," Maple said. "But... I think he's trying to care for the team. It's a shame it took such a tragedy for him to be able to rise to the occasion..." Maple's gaze softened...

"But Soda's cool," Cola said, frowning. "He doesn't follow the rules." "Oh, no, Soda's corrupted Cola..." Giratina fretted, then looked at the others. "I--I think we should be more careful about who sees him. And I'm going to have a talk with Soda next time I see him..." "So, when do I get to...

"We do! It's just, he's gotten more agitated ever since we died, that's all." And maybe he talked like this in occasional mutterings now and then, but... "I think we just need some air. Come on, Wishkeeper." "I'm watching you all." "Wishkeeper, now." And for once, Owen's voice was firmer, and...

"...Speaking of, um, light dragons," Zinc added, "is Bahamut... going to be okay? What's with your kind and changing forms so much?"

"Mnn." Maple didn't acknowledge Mia directly, though she seemed to consider her words regardless. "Yes, yes. I know. But I'm still nervous about a Dark Matter of any kind getting close to the Tree. You'll have to ask Xerneas, too, and you all need time to recover. After what had happened..." She...

"By the way, Dave... Mia is fine. She seems agitated, but that is all for now. She tried to kill Joule but, predictably, it did not work well." "Contrary to popular belief, you do not need to be dead to visit certain spirit realms. There are many circumstances that can lead to your arrival...

A little belated... Welcome to round 10! A LOT has happened during and after this boss fight. To recap: Seven player characters have been killed and are now trapped in the Voidlands with no immediate means to return. The goal of round 10 is, clearly, to see if there is a way to return them, and...

"R-right. Right..." Maple looked away, returning to tend to Joule. "But it's as Zinc said. Diyem is in no condition to see the Tree or Xerneas right now. So, maybe... a small team of you can go to the Tree of Life when you're in better condition. It's... late, today. And we still need to track...

"You know... You're right!" He nodded again, and then tapped his ethereal hoof on the ground. "I think it's about time I go to that Tree of Life and get my power back! Maybe I'll even get to replace Pop! I'll need a better name, though, maybe... hmmm... Cola. That seems like a good name!"...

Maple nodded warily. "Yes," she said. "If that is the only way, I'll... help. A way to do it safely. Perhaps from the Tree's edge." "Perhaps that will be enough," Diyem replied. "When can we go?" "Um, hang on--" Zinc spoke up. "You're... still too weak. Do you even have the power to...?"...

"Hey, you know, that sounds like a pretty good--" "Wait!" Dialga quickly said, scrambling forward to hoist the little Arceus into the air. "What Nate means is, maybe you want to have some... practical experience instead of just reading all these books?" "Hmm... maybe. I think some experience...