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Posted a 1600 word review of all of LC's Book 2 up to its most recent chapter on FFN! (FFN might be lagging so if you need proof just ask.) I don't know how many reviews this most recent chapter got, or any of these chapters that I looked through, but I don't really know if it counts for week...

Owen loosened next, though he knew how unpredictable Shadows could be. "Whatever happened in the past, things don't need to be the same now," he said gently. "...I was the same way. I... Well, I used to, uh... kill. My fighting spirit used to be a lot more dangerous, and I was... I enjoyed it...

"Well like I said, I'm supposed to work with you guys now because we're entering the second act!" "The what now?" Protein asked, tilting his head. "Last I checked, you were busy corrupting Legendaries." "Oh, I still do that, but it's the same as before! I'm just stealing it from the party...

"Uhhh..." Protein and Zinc exchanged uncertain looks. "Well, hopefully you won't have to fight too many of them. I mean, think about it, you guys already took down Dialga, Palkia, Rayquaza... how much worse can it get, right?" "Heeeeere's Darkwhiiiite!" Appearing from nowhere, Darkwhite...

Maple nodded, and then her eyes drifted back to the Ultra Stone under her hand. She rolled it to and fro, then said, "Yes. I'll be sure to get things prepared soon..." The Ultra Stone wobbled back at her but Maple didn't react. And then an odd silence sank in, where Maple might have forgotten...

"Oh, nothing much, only that you took down two of the four Omen Legends in three months, is all!" Protein grinned again, then took a huge bite of his slab of meat, which was comically stuck on a huge metal rod. "He means Dialga and Rayquaza, to be specific," S'more said. "Thankfully, Kyurem is...

"Yes, a space dragon. Poisonous as well. They often travel through the cosmos feeding on energy from stars and dead planets. Places where they wouldn't be bothered. You could consider them cosmic scavengers... Though, if what Bahamut said is anything to go by, and what's happening here, there...

The heartiest, healthiest foods were the main staple of the Poppin' Arms Guild. Fresh ingredients, the latest advancements of conjured meats and foodstuffs, and of course the usual, vibrant foods that you'd normally expect from a fancy restaurant. It seemed that along with having some of the...

"Gh--" Soda watched her go, having half a mind to go after her, but then he stopped with an annoyed frown. "Hmph... lie to a Zoroark, will you?" Only the wind answered him, and he glanced skyward with a pensive frown. It curled into a smile. "Not bad." <><><>

"Well," Soda said, "we'll save the world and send you on your way, I guess. That's the end goal for you, too, isn't it?"

"That--" Soda snarled, showing the first sign of actual discomfort despite all the illusions. It washed away in an instant, and he spoke evenly. Perhaps that even tone was another illusion. "Right. You got me. It's one thing we can't do."

Astrid's words faded into the wind, consumed by the freezing water that brushed at the shore. Soda stared, completely quiet, and the illusion must have been mirroring his expressions. Pensive, furrowed, perhaps even a hint of disgust. "...Tch." Soda looked off. "I'm just here because it's...

It is not too late to join! I will be cutting off joining in a handful of rounds from now, but not yet.

The ocean breeze was chilly, but the wind seemed to pass right through Soda's mane. Bits of frozen sand clattered against larger rocks. "Hmph... alright." Soda said, expression neutral. "Then you first, if you're gonna be so demanding. My second question... Why do you care?" The way he phrased...

"Sure, count me in," Darkwhite added.

"I'unno. I've been looking for bingo cards in the gutter." Speaking of which, Darkwhite disappeared and searched the rooftop again, and the chimney, and then looked into the scenery for other possible hiding spots.

"Ah, ah, ah," Soda waggled a claw at her. "You answered one question, so I only have to answer one of those." He grinned with a glint of jeering confidence in his eyes. He was enjoying this...

"Well, actually," Maple said, "Eternatus has been known to distort reality if it gathers enough power. However, Dark Matter is also responsible for Dungeons in this world. Many others, too. Dungeons can form in a number of ways depending on the world... but distortions of reality by Dark Matter...

"Er, right, I definitely noticed," Meringue said, nodding at the other Lugia in the room. "It's good to meet you, I guess, Pleo. Do you, uh, how Lugia are you right now, anyway? Or are you just... the shape of one?" Just outside, it seemed that the actual Lugia was passing by, and stopped when...

"Riiiight, so you decided to hit it off with someone and it didn't work out. Oh well. That's life." He nodded. "Alright, fine. I guess manifesting your ex is about as healthy as the rest of your team's issues so I can't fault you for that." He turned around. "Alright. Guess it's my turn, huh...