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"It's a movie about idiot humans getting killed by extinct pokémon they brought back to life using fossils," Bahamut mused. "Probably don't have movies in your world."

"I mean, it's just very large. And empty. So, if you can't teleport it'd take too long to get anywhere," Polaris mused. "But cosmog can open up wormholes to cross the galaxy."

Bahamut harrumphed. "You sound like that one scientist character from Prehistoric Park."

"Average pokémon. Average human. Depends on the planet." Bahamut shrugged. "And there are many that have life. Life which evolved over time thanks to nature, not some oversized gogoat stuck in a fence."

"If they even exist," Bahamut said. "Many do not. And never did." He tapped his chin with his tail. "Off the top of my head, there are no Arceus, Dialga, Palkia, Giratina, Ho-Oh, Regis, Groudon, Kyogre, Uxie, Azelf, Mesprit, Heatran, Kyurem, Xerneas, Yveltal, Celebi, Jirachi, and Darkrai."

"... tch." Bahamut went back to looking at the tree. "I'm sure it's not easy to understand, but not every universe was forged by gods. Or is watched by those Overseers or whoever that brought you here. Some realms are simply a product of nature. Exist in states of entropy." He slumped back. The...

"Uh, no. It's just dark. And blue." Polaris chuckled. "Space is empty. A vacuum. The team needed Arceus' help because people with lungs can't survive in it." Though this Pleo was a familiar, so he didn't have lungs, right? "But you'd be able to survive. Because you're like me and Bahamut. No...

Bahamut frowned and looked away. "... accidents. Daemons. Humanity's hubris. Take your pick."

"Legendary?" Bahamut shook his head. "That concept doesn't exist where I'm from." He flicked an upper wing. "Regardless, you have a team, so you can focus on complementing one another. Or something."

"A burden that often accompanies power, I'm afraid," Bahamut said, bowing his head.

Polaris looked around. There were lots of brightly-colored rocks with various water-types swimming around them. Oh, there was even a milotic! Quite the rare sight. "It's kind of like space," Polaris said. "If space was, y'know, more colorful. And populous."

"And what is it that you can do?"

"You can get to them, though." Bahamut's head turned without his body moving. "Which means you can fight. You do have the power to fight, do you not?"

Bahamut shrugged. "I know very little about your world and who lives in it, so I cannot give an accurate answer. But if it's anything like this world, there are powerful people you could seek out aid from."

Bahamut leaned toward Lucius. "One of the few means there are others. Which means you're not alone. Which means these others may understand your reservations." He leaned back. "Besides, if you were successful in stopping your iteration of the blacklight, I don't see why you can't be successful...

The red and purple in Bahamut's eyes swirled into iris-like circles. "And why is that?"

"Eien is small," Bahamut responded. "Eternatus is the size of a planet. Destroying it from within is the only option. But I can't control what it does while I'm inside."

"Eternatus is sealed in a... pocket of sorts," Bahamut growled. "I already tried destroying it while it was in the pocket. I failed. If it is to be destroyed, the seal must be broken. But doing so may crush Etherium in the process."

"Pah. Hero's Aura?" Bahamut's beak clicked. "That was a lie spawned by Dark Matter. He didn't select us specifically. We were just the souls he happened to be able to latch onto." And of course the question was asked about how bad things were. Bahamut sighed. "My universe is plagued by a...

"Yes. The many lives lost were a sacrifice for the greater good of the planet." Bahamut went back to staring at the tree with the flowers. "I'm not sure how the rest of the team took it. But those are the standards I'm used to operating with. Sacrifices made for the greater good." He shook his...