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Owen waved when they started to leave, and then turned toward Dave. "I guess that leaves the two of us to check out the marketplace, huh?" he asked, though he couldn't hide the nervous spark that occasionally jutted out from his tail. "I, uh, hopefully it won't be too hectic in there. No news...

Seems that nobody else has much input on this matter, so as far as I'm concerned what you guys got is what will be what you have to work with going forward. Let's get the investigation going! I believe it was Nate and Truffle for the residential district where they can see if normal Pokemon are...

Cleverly hidden in the Crossroads just west of Treasure Town was an underground cafe complete with wooden walls and floorboards, an array of seating arrangements for bodies of all shapes and sizes, and a few counters in the back for distributing classic bar foods and drinks. Near the corner were...

There was a very long pause after that, long enough that there was a risk that Diyem had potentially severed connections for the time being. Finally, he replied. Yes... right... I suppose that would be best. Excuse me, I nnnnneed to go, now. And then, he truly did stop talking, leaving Cabot...

I intend to tell Owen, said Diyem. I suspect that if I prompt him properly, he will at least know to not speak about it so openly. But for the rest... Perhaps I can find... mm... I do not know. I cannot sense their positive emotions about me, if they have any...

Mm... Yes. I suppose so. Diyem still seemed unconvinced, mostly because he already felt the suspicions of the others dawning over him. Still, I would prefer if those who are more... favorable of me would learn first, perhaps. Or... at least you can find a better way to deliver this message...

<><><> Hello. Another hero has arrived. Don't confuse him with Astrid.

"They're an accommodating bunch," Diyem replied with a casual, yet dismissive wave. "As for where and how... Stand still, and... stand still." Diyem raised his hands, and for a brief moment, his flame turned black. Still, before he had a chance to react to this sudden shift in his flame's...

Spent ~ 3 hours over the weekend editing and writing HoC. Everything before has been logged!

Chapter 60 – Black Clouds The rush of thoughts that swirled through Rhys’ mind in that instance was incomprehensible even to himself. His heart raced with an adrenaline he hadn’t felt in centuries; the aura that leaked through his paws felt like cinders. That dense pit in his stomach finally...

He stared down at Icetales with a menacing aura; the way his head was angled, the shadows caught his eyes and nearly blacked them out. "...Oh. Another one." He turned around and walked toward the portal. "You behave as if you'd come here by chance, so I will explain things quickly. This is a...

Yes. Though, the black lightning is more... related to Veritas itself. A place for truth. A place where I may learn about so many walks of life. It is part of my rehabilitation--to see more than negativity. To see how others live with negativity. To remind myself... that there is more. That was...

I understand. Cabot, I still have that power. I can still sense negativity in all I come into contact with. I know when people do not trust me, do not like me, fear me... I know this. I will always know this. So if anything, you can trust me when I say I understand how you are feeling. ...This...

Do you really think I was operating under completely rational thought? Diyem growled back. I was born of the world's negativity. A flaw of creation. Every negative experience, every hopeless instance, every helpless pain, every festering thought hatred, I heard, I gathered, and I became. Pokemon...

"We're hiding quite a bit!" Truffle said cheerily, nodding. "Now, our main reason for not telling you all this immediately is largely because we weren't sure how loose-lipped some of your team members are. Among you right now, Owen was considered a major concern due to how expressive and...

Only... a few... times, Diyem said with a grunt. But I am not the Dark Matter of this world. I come from another world entirely, and have gone through this experience that Maple spoke of ages ago. I was killed, annihilated, removed from that realm, and as such was ejected into the Overworld...

And to this, Diyem's pause was a long and tense. Despite the fact that he was not there, in front of Cabot, there was this vague sensation that he was always there, perhaps simply because he was channeling power into them all as they spoke. A vision, a hallucination, or perhaps merely a small...

I am not truly a Charizard, Cabot, Diyem said as if it was obvious. No normal Charizard can do what I am capable of. Charizard is merely the form I take so it does not frighten mortals when I present myself to them. The story goes that I am a Voice of Life, capable of sending spirits across...

What have I been doing. Diyem repeated it like it was a silly question, but then, after a pause, he seemed to sigh, relenting. I meticulously search around the world from afar for any distortions, much like apparently Arceus is doing in this world. I search for distortions, and occasionally your...

...Yes, Diyem replied lowly. I can. It's already become part of your body here, your very aura wrapped around your spirit. A burning flame that isn't supposed to be there. It's... Despite the poetic words Diyem was using to describe it, his tone suggested nothing short of disgust.