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"I think we all have," Bahamut responded, though he knew what Cabot was referring to. He was sorely tempted to bring up how whatever the rampardos perceived would be undone once he returned to his old body, but somehow managed to stop himself. "In some respects, I suppose that's good for the...

"Of course. But I believe humans liked to say that 'hindsight is twenty-twenty.'" Bahamut nonchalantly flipped an upper wing. "Think it has something to do with their eyesight." He shook his head. "Regardless, there are no excuses. Maybe others would act similarly if they were alone for dozens...

Bahamut sighed. “I believe that he was so horrified at what a monster I am that he went into stasis and re-emerged as someone whose thinking is warped enough to cope with my bloody memories.”

"He has adopted the look and persona of a cultist from Etherium," Bahamut flatly replied. "Back home, he would lure people to their deaths at Eternatus' nonexistent hands. But here... he is completely harmless. I would suggest ignoring him. That's what I do."

Oh, right. Silver's team was apparently here. He totally remembered that. Except for the part where he didn't. "Perhaps. Unless memories and subconsciousness works differently on Cibus." Bahamut grunted and shifted position slightly. "Everything works too different here. I can't say I'm used to...

Chapter 15: In Case of Emergency Radiant Palace's throne room was silent enough to hear a pin drop on the velvet carpet running from the crystalline double doors to the raised, marble platform holding two thrones. Having passed along everything Yuna had told him, Seifer now stared at the...

[S0urdough > Scotch]: I can small the salt all the way from the Tree of Life. 😂

"You're welcome. And my son was a cosmog, yes." Bahamut kept his wings folded. "Frankly, I'm suspicious of the fact this Silver character evolved so quickly... and into the wrong form. I could write off Team Spectrum's quick progress as a side effect of Dark Matter. But Silver shouldn't have...

Bahamut was sorely tempted to point out that that descriptor was more appropriate for Meringue, but it wasn't worth splitting hairs over. ... not that either of them had hairs to split. Stupid figures of speech. "He needed help reading a book on the Tree of Life while you were... y'know...

Was he now? Humming, Bahamut folded his wings over his chest spikes. "He's a cute kid." A beat. "Or a reproduction of a cute kid. Shades are weird."

[S0urdough reacted with a 🤷‍♂️]

[S0urdough > Maple]: He won’t. Because his eternatus isn’t here. [S0urdough > Maple]: He’s less dangerous than I am in my real body. Clearly he’s latched onto that persona because he was overwhelmed by my bloody history.

[S0urdough > Maple]: He manifested as a cultist who lures people to their deaths within Eternatus’ distortion. But as a shade he’s harmless. Just ignore him.

“Of course. And he will ignore me.” It still sounded cheerful. “He is a destroyer. Even destroys his own goodwill with others. But I cannot complain. He is misery incarnate. And such misery helps many find His love.” It turned and shuffled off, saying the very words written on its sign. <><><>

"That is okay." Its tone was still cheerful, though raspy. "Eternatus offers love to all, regardless their views on Him. All souls can find salvation within the Qliphoth."

"He can manipulate light, but that is about all he is capable of." The shade stared Maple down. "You warp space and time around you. Such power defies nature's understanding." It staggered toward Joule and Maple. "It must be so frustrating... to be relegated to the sidelines in this whole...

"Such is the nature of mortality." Its eyes glistened again. "But that is the beauty of Eternatus' love. All souls are given refuge for eternity." Panting gave way to coughs muffled by the mask. "Thus... the heartbreak can give way to a grand hope." It shook its head. "Not that I would expect...

"And what will come of those partnerships?" The shade's purple eyes smoldered beneath its mask. "Team Spectrum will separate regardless the outcome here on Cibus." Another rasping chuckle. "Yes. Team Spectrum is the proverbial sacrifice. Bearing an agonizing despair to deliver a new hope unto...

"There is no name needed for a simple tool like me." The shade chuckled. Dry, raspy. "I recognize your tone now. Maple." Its head tilted slowly, squelching against its neck. "My partner is quite... fascinated by you. How similar he views your situations."

“It’s fine. I’m used to being questioned. Doubted. Spit upon.” The shade’s head swiveled back around. “It matters not. For I know Eternatus still loves me.”