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"I guess so..." Cal hummed. "Maybe you're like Diyem, when he used to be, you know, the ultimate edgelord. I bet he already has ideas on how to help you out, maybe similar to what the Overseers did with him? ...Probably less painful since I don't think joy hurts you. Right?"

Hey kyeugh! This is a review for Blacklight, but once I learned that you were rewriting this anyway, I wanted to take a look at it too. I remember feeling that the old one was a little too grim and hopeless in tone for the first few chapters, so going into this one, I'm looking for something a...

Cal wasn't expecting to be right. "Oh." She filled the silence with more silence. Her ectoplasm jiggled--an indicator that she was about to say something--but then stopped a few times. Finally, "I mean, it's not your fault or anything. Dad's happy for you, too. I dunno if it's right to be mad...

"Guilt?" Cal asked, frowning. "Hmm... Well, I'm not as good at this as Dad is, you know, reading people... and Dad said you intentionally try to hide those things from him, too. I guess an alien expert would be better at this." She nodded at Nero. "...Being able to surpass Joule and Maple's...

"How come?" Cal asked, shaking her head. "You know, I think it's great that you're getting some of the credit for once. Almost a whole year of not being recognized, and now you finally get some acknowledgement! Not to mention, I heard there are a lot of kids already trying out that light sword...

"Just wanted to see how you were doing!" Cal replied, slithering under the chessboard again before frowning at the pieces going away. What, was he afraid that he'd be beaten by the undefeated chess player, Cal? "That was really cool of you, you know. Finding a way to reach out to the Blacklight...

"Well, I guess Ice Pokemon wouldn't," Owen figured, glancing back at Destiny Village. "But even then, it's still pretty cold here, so that's probably tolerable even here... Are you doing alright?" He looked Nate over, then eyed the bag with another tilt of his head. Compared to a few weeks...

It was too late; Nate had already been spotted and his fate was sealed. The rock figure moved and the water rippled, parting ways in a deafening roar and downpour. Salt water sprinkled all over the pair as the sun eclipsed from the leviathan's sheer mass. It sailed over them and landed heavily...

Black ooze slithered toward, under, and then past Nero and reappeared next to the chess board. The ooze abruptly grabbed all of the pieces and, in a flurry of motions, replaced them back to their starting positions before making the first move. Two golden embers for eyes squeezed out from under...

"And do they got therapists for the dead?" Ionys added, raising a claw. "I'm taking one. For, like, ten years." <><><> The day Cibus defeated the scourge that had threatened their whole realm had been swiftly declared a worldwide holiday. While the name was still up for debate, current popular...

Ionys sighed. Building off of what Bahamut said, he took a few gentle steps forward, slow and deliberate, before kneeling down. He held out a hand. "I've been killed, but I'm getting a chance to turn things around anyway," he said. "Isn't gonna be the same. I guess it's only fair that you get...

Owen and Cal both looked at Bahamut with surprise. What... happened? Well, no. A lot had happened. And perhaps realizing what he had become, what he learned about himself, allowed him to look at his own past from a distanced view. Could that have been it? Or was it... time? Speaking of time...

Ionys gave Nate a 'don't throw this at me!' glance before composing himself, staring down the creature. He nodded. "...Yeah. It's fine." He looked off. "That's just how things go sometimes..." He stared at Ionys for a little longer. "What do I do...?"

"...No," he replied. "I... don't want..." "Then you don't need to," Diyem replied. There was no use in laying down reality to this creature, not now, in his own headspace where he should feel safe, if anywhere. But the memories, ultimately, will return, such is the nature of souls. It was...

"We're sorry for hurting you," Owen said, summarizing the sentiments of the team. "We didn't want to." "Then... why?" "We were defending ourselves... from pain, too." "I... caused that." He at least seemed to recognize this. "I... needed that..." The clouds calmed a little. But it felt like...

The clouds seemed to darkness and the wind picked up with a malevolent aura of warning. It seemed to surround Brisa only, like she could be lifted up and out of this realm with a single breeze. In the end, they were within the Blacklight's cleansed realm, but it was still its realm, and she...

"...Yeah. Yeah, I think I do." All who were able followed Diyem inside, taking a filament of darkness as the world around them disappeared. They were floating, flying through a great void, and then there was an overwhelming, bright light that they couldn't look away from... And then... <><><>...

So came the barrage as Diyem gave the signal. He raised his claws and snapped them, forming a bolt of black lightning that rallied them all to rush in. He called upon Eien, Ionys, Xernatus, and Sword to fall back and be ready to support, but he knew it wouldn't be needed. He instead watched...

Diyem shared a knowing glance at Bahamut, then at the others readying to strike. Yes. If they could coordinate it well enough... The Shadow leviathan charged his claws, whole body alight with the dark. "Hold one of your strikes, and I will assist once the others dispatch its outer body. That...

"Stop acting like the edgelord too cool for school," Cal countered. Owen tilted his head. "Doesn't he have fifteen years until he gets to that phase?" Owen ducked, narrowly dodging an incoming meteor, though that was meaningless considering he was still intangible. "E-everyone! That storm's...