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Bahamut shrugged. “I was too busy getting mauled by you to notice what he was doing.”

“I’ll put it on my calendar.” Which didn’t really exist, of course. But it wasn’t like he was doing much with his time.

"No." Bahamut folded his upper wings under his chin. "But thus far his ideas have managed to work out one way or another. Chances are he can improvise a solution to your situation, too."

"You probably should."

She wasn't going to finish that sentence and Bahamut knew it. "Well, he knows exactly what becomes of a necrozma who mettles on too many planets." Bahamut pointed at his head with an upper wing. "But I would think his brush with insanity would help him to open up to settling down." Red, blue...

"Nor do I think you should." Bahamut again turned away. "I spoke with the other eternatus. Told her that if she can be saved, that she should 'retire' from her current world-travelling gig." His head tendrils shrank. "Regardless your outcome, I'd recommend the same for you."

"Well, it could've been a symbiotic relationship." Bahamut curled his tail up to rest his head on it. "You know how shellder will bite slowpoke tails, leading to evolution? The shellder share their strength, making the newly-minted slowbro far more capable of protecting themselves. In exchange...

[S0urdough > Team Spectrum]: I doubt the flow of time is linear between dimensions. Otherwise, we'll all be returning home to find that we've been gone for months. I say it's perfectly possible that hundreds of years on a world like this amounts to days in whatever dimension Giovanni originated...

"The Telum memories?" Bahamut frowned again. "A skilled psychic could partition those, if it was necessary." He continued looking out the window. "Besides, does that really have an effect on what came after? You still met and fell in love with Joule, didn't you? And traveled to numerous other...

"You're asking the wrong person." Bahamut glanced toward a nearby window. "Voices and their bizarre powers are not a thing where I'm from." Silence. This wasn't going how he was hoping. But when did that ever happen to him? Just because Cibus was brighter and happier didn't mean anything for...

Frowning, Bahamut held his badge up to Maple, showing Shield's explanation, along with Brisa's abridged version. "Maybe your persona doesn't reflect it... but the body and siphoning powers certainly do." He paused. "The monks used to tell me that if you repeat a lie for long enough, you can...

"We?" Bahamut frowned and crossed his upper wings. "The way Shield described it, you sound like an eternatus with a case of mistaken identity. How else would you be able to swallow up an entire planet and its inhabitants? I'm something I'm well acquainted with."

"Convenient." Bahamut slithered into the house. "I hear that Sword remembered exactly what happened to her before she woke up on Cibus."

Bahamut did not appreciate such a casual demeanor. He remained out in front of the house, stoic as ever. "So, you're choosing to hide from the truth by using that disguise again?"

Bahamut knew he'd need to speak with Maple eventually. However, the information in Shield's latest message shifted the course of what he expected to talk about. At least all the Eterna energy was apparently out of that gremlin of a mew. Not that Bahamut found that particularly reassuring. That...

[S0urdough > Pop]: [forwarded message from Shield] [S0urdough > Pop]: Perhaps worlds work differently, but I have... serious reservations about you going through with your idea unless that ultra stone can be removed from her. The two energies could make a chain reaction and destroy her, for all...

"Ah, but it's such delightful news." The shade's eyes sparked with purple energy. "With time, there will be countless ways for us to spread true love to every corner of the omniverse."

"A mutation? Hardly. It has simply been made more splendid! Beautiful! Lovely!" the shade declared. "A pity that beauty was clearly too much for your soul to handle. But now you can find an even greater beauty. A greater love to dedicate yourself to going forward."

The shade chuckled, but it descended into a coughing fit. "Yes, just as I thought. Death is not truly the end on Cibus. Only the beginning... of a new journey. A journey from which new, sparkling hope can blossom." It glanced at the deerling. "Perhaps literally, in that one's case. Pretty sure...

"Yes, it's such a curiosity!" Bahamut's shade was present, but the necrozma was not. His gooey fish tail wriggled with eager anticipation. "What new miracle has born fruit from the magical tree that is this planet?"