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"Perhaps..." Maple leaned back, thinking it over. "...Perhaps... there is a way that we can tell definitively. Diyem has a Voice, after all. He'd acquired the powers of a Voice. He can sense life and manipulate spirits. Perhaps he can tell if I have more than one, now that the Parasite is no...

"Your sister, Cal, feels the same way about me. And I don't like it either." Owen sighed, wondering how they'd grapple with that. "But when we came here in the first place, we knew it was going to be temporary. We didn't expect to be leaving anything behind..."

"...Well, I didn't fear that until now," Maple muttered, squeezing her arm. "What I do not fully understand, if your premise is true, is how Blade within me seemed to understand what had happened to me externally. He was vaguely aware of what I was doing. When he 'woke up,' he spoke to me like...

"I understand," Maple said with a nod. "But I am glad that you are approaching me anyway with your concerns. There is a chance that Eternatus in some form is... related to how I am now. The fact that Diyem and I can enter similar forms is proof enough for me. But the possibility that I am not...

[Tamato > Team Spectrum]: Giovanni. Not sure how, but he's apparently traveled to a bunch of worlds. Got thwarted in most of them, so he moved on and cut his losses. But he apparently lost that technology after what happened on Telum.

"What lie am I repeating?" Maple crossed her arms. "How would I have possibly done all this if I wasn't a Voice? Just because Hydreigon and I are separate now doesn't mean we're..." She trailed off, pensive. "Well... I must certainly be a Voice in some capacity. I can change my form the same way...

[Tamato > Team Spectrum]: It was because Red and Silver were chasing Giovanni, who was chasing that Eternatus. That's what made everything on Telum go the way it doesn't usually go--outside influence from another world entirely.

Maple chuckled. "Really, I'm an Eternatus?" she said. "I don't have any memories of being an Eternatus, and I'm sure something that powerful wouldn't be so easily taken over by me as a Voice... But perhaps I acquired its power during some subconscious struggle."

Owen was leaning forward, fascinated. Yes, it all made a lot of sense. It was very methodical, and perhaps that was a good thing. Mia had a handle of what she preferred, and she didn't seem all that distressed by how concrete it all was. Maybe some people liked being concrete, too. Dave...

Maple nodded, making one great leap to get onto a seat far too large for her. She crossed her legs and nodded. "I heard. I spoke with the Hydreigon Blade within me--my other half--about the matter. That memory was sealed with him. I've been meditating so we can return to form."

Maple frowned. "No," she said. "This form is easier to get around town with. My true form is no secret; I can just enter shops properly this way. In this form, it is also easier for me to recover quickly, similar to Chip's findings when Pokemon reside within those capsules."

Maple opened the oversized door. She looked up, holding her tail as usual, and waved with her free hand. "Bahamut," she greeted, and then stepped aside so he could enter. "You caught me at a convenient time. Nobody's home at the moment. Joule is sightseeing while I recover; he gets restless."

Owen raised a scaly brow-ridge at the mention of talking with Dave. Out of everything, that seemed to stick out to him. Still, Mia probably wouldn't have much insight over that aside from the fact that things made sense. "Have you ever wondered why anyway?" Owen asked. "I guess, with how often...

[Pop > S0urdough]: That part of Sword was already destroyed from the Worldcore. That piece of Eternatus is currently under study in Chip's lab; there is no longer any core remaining within Sword herself. In terms of interacting with Eternatus energy in that way, Sword is not at risk. --...

[Shield > Team Spectrum]: Hey everyone. I don't think I've talked with you guys before, but I think I wanted to let you guys know about something. While we were fighting in the Colosseum, Sword remembered one last thing about what happened just before Telum was destroyed. I think it has some...

"Come on, Sword," Shield offered, helping her with a lean. They seemed to be leaning against one another for mutual support. "Time to rest at home." "I'm gonna watch... all of the other fights from home for a bit," Sword muttered. "That's a good idea," Shield said gently, and soon, the arena...

"...Mm." Diyem didn't like that. "We will have to talk about that later when you're older." Assuming Bahamut didn't find some way to be rid of this one in the future, which was another point of concern... "Either way," Xerneling said, "I think I'm going to find a place to... recover myself. Or...

"What are things you like?" Owen asked. "Do you know why you like them? Sometimes I don't know. They're just things I enjoy. Well, maybe if I think about it, I can find the reason."

"Because now there's something to call what I look like instead of just not knowing what it is at all," Owen said. "When you give something a name, it feels a little more familiar. Like you can understand it more, because society has enough knowledge that they can recognize it as something."

Sword grumbled, sand and dirt getting into her fur. She puffed a cloud of Blacklight fire, then glanced at Shield, who was sitting up, looking woozy. "We gave it our all, but it just wasn't enough..." Shield sighed. "You guys have been getting stronger and stronger..." "Bullshit Dark God...