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...Even if I advised you all not to, it seems you are putting more faith in Maple to be rational than I am. Very well. If you all die then there is nothing I can do about it. I only advise you all to be careful with this. A question I have also been asking myself is if Arceus knows about you in...

"It'll be alright," Owen assured, silently downing a Pecha when Cynthian wasn't looking. "That must've been a lot for you to hear... but this is probably why it took so long to get out." He felt it would be wise to not refer to Diyem by name for now.

The change of heart, Diyem said lowly, is something that Dave can probably enlighten you about. I overheard the conversation myself. I was tempted to agree with you... until I realized how irrationally hostile Maple appears to be toward us already. You are speaking with leverage, reason, and...

"A-Arcues... wouldn't be bad, too, would he?" Owen asked in a squeak. "Well, not bad, but, er, I mean--forget I said anything, not important..." I think it's very important, Diyem harrumphed. There is a very strong chance that Arceus is in on this somehow, and that can either be very good or...

There is one final qualm I have with our entire situation, Diyem said after a long silence so Cynthian could at least recover, and the others could digest the rest of the information. The first foe we battled. Sushi and Sashimi, enlarged to impossible proportions. That is another power entirely...

It is as I said, Diyem said. I did not expect Shades to appear here, as you call them. I still do not know what they are, in fact. They have properties akin to Void Shadows--creatures I can summon, not important--but there is something else about them. Void Shadows do not... possess people, nor...

Owen did not resist, and in fact held his breath and tried to tap into an old, old skill of his. He didn't know if it would work all that well, but he did try to keep himself calm and quelled his flame until it was a gentle ember, at no risk of burning Cynthian. Granted, his flame was always...

Owen rushed to Cynthian's side and tried to steady him, mumbling gentle nothings to help calm him down. He knew that expressing his trust in Diyem wouldn't do Cynthian any good, so he hoped he could defend himself. How do you know I'm not merely deceiving you, he said simply. Why would I go out...

As you may recall... this is why I was so careful about you acquiring this Radiance to begin with. I thought it would destroy you outright. Yet, it did not. So perhaps it is safe enough to utilize... sparingly. The reason I do not think telling Maple about this is a good idea... is due to how...

--Now, hang on, Diyem said to Nip, sounding defensive. I did not lie about the hero's aura. It is a real phenomena that is not well-understood, but it exists, and it tends to make spirits brighter and easier to see. They are typically associated or found on to-be heroes grand and simple, but...

I am not actually the Dark type. In fact I can change my type quite freely as necessary. But I suppose that is not important right now. Yes. The story you heard from Maple, of an entity of darkness that tried to destroy the world, the Omens that came before it, the Dungeons, its defeat, and so...

...I hate all of you. "Well, I guess all those comments you keep making make sense now, right?" Owen asked, gesturing vaguely toward the sky. "Hating comes naturally and stuff, right?" Something akin to a growl rumbled in their heads. Yes. I am Dark Matter. The Dark Matter not from this...

...This is going to be more difficult than I thought.

...I trust that is everyone, Diyem said. Or at least, everyone who intends to arrive. I shall start now. If anybody else misses this, then please approach them privately and explain what I am going to explain to you now. Is that clear? This must stay between us and not go to Maple or anybody...

Owen frowned, shaking his head. "Look at it this way," he said. "Diyem, did you check the places they normally are?" They are not in Treasure Town. They are not in the Silver Trench. They are not here. They are nowhere on Cibus that is not distorted, and there are not many distortions on Cibus...

Everyone. Please gather together in the dojo. I have an important announcement to make. Do not bring anybody but our team with you. This is a private matter.

Agreed. Everyone, gather who you can and get to the dojo. I will call out. Owen nodded and motioned behind him. "Maple said she was going to set up a portal by Bone's place. It's down that way."

"Maple said she was going to do that," Owen said. "Diyem? Can't you peer into the Reverse World or something?" No, not without Giratina's permission. I can access the surface level of Cibus, but the Reverse World is... it's below. It's deeper. It's not somewhere I can access without asking...

East of Pokemon Square, after the winding roads and a few pleasant lakes, there sat a small and somewhat isolated building that was simultaneously well-kept and a little bit foreboding and cozy at the same time, in a strange, contradictory way. A once cute house modeled after a Cubone's helmet...

Owen didn't have the physical power to restrain anybody. He didn't have that strength yet; his defensive capabilities had returned to him before anything else. Owen wondered if he should have been concerned about that--the fact that he was supposedly subconsciously prioritizing not-dying rather...