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More silence and Soda's scent was getting a little stronger. The Tree of Life rumbled. Maple roared within--she still had a lot of vitality in her, it seemed. "...So you're here already?" Soda called from a nearby tree, sitting on one of the firmer branches. "Thought you guys were gonna try to...

"Hmm..." Diyem considered this. "According to Pop, the Arceus of Cibus and the Arceus of the other are one and the same, a split soul meant to oversee both worlds. It wasn't done hastily like with Cola, so there were not any complications... And perhaps when the world was split and Dark Matter...

The ground rumbled occasionally with that power. The Tree of Life was a restricted zone, officially speaking--even more than usual. Only those with clearance, like Team Spectrum, were allowed in the area. Joule had dropped Dave off, and was waiting far off for when he'd be needed to send Dave...

"The Tree of Life is, thankfully... of Life energy. But there could be traces of Arceus within Maple, if all of Telum fell, hmm..." "I doubt it was a Dark Matter of Cibus," Diyem said, shaking his head. "I have my theory on this from what Sunny had told a few others. Eien was spotted here...

Darkwhite giggled, nuzzling her back. "You bet," she said, and then gave her a little wink. Shield seemed concerned. But in all the cheers of the crowd and Incineroar congratulating them both, it looked like the Lucario was finally able to relax, and he smiled. <><><>

"Sword--er, Darkwhite is the winner!" Incineroar announced as the crowd roared again. Darkwhite pumped her fist a few times in the air before disappearing, reappearing next to Cynthian before grabbing her by the arm and raising it with her, whether she dangled by her hold or not. "Hah! Yeah...

Another screech, and this time Sword fell into the smoke. A similar scene played out, but Shield was on his feet, watching carefully. "C'mon, Sword... focus this time... remember your combo...!" "...Uhuhu... huhu... I have you figured out!" Incineroar nodded. "It looks like Darkwhite is...

"Aaah!" Sword lost her old form and shook her head. "Grrr... fine. I think I kn-know how you fight!" She seemed to be frozen. She shook it off and furrowed her brow. "Check this out, then! J-just because you have me cold doesn't mean you can stop me n-now!" Sword seemed to be a bit stronger now...

"What the heck?!" Sword shouted. "How come you aren't a planty paste on the ground?!" "Cynthian has more familiarity with her body, Sword!" Shield said. "Use this time to get familiar with your opponent! Don't hold back!" "Oh, I won't hold back...!" Sword taunted. "C'mon, Cynthian! I'm just...

Sword was punching the air, giving jabs and uppercuts that left trails of Psychic energy wherever she struck. "You bet it is!" she shouted back. "Don't think you'll be able to get past me that easy!" "Remember to focus, Sword!" Shield called out. "It looks like both fighters are ready!"...

They went through meditation slowly and methodically, and Owen soo recognized that Mellow would need more time to sort it all out. No problem; he knew that it was a gradual process, much like meditation itself. In the back of his mind, though, he couldn't help but realize that despite her...

"I do. Let's try that now, and maybe we can explore what's going on, huh?" Owen gave an encouraging smile, then scooted back. "Here, try some of these exercises..." They began, Owen giving pointers each time with breathing, positioning, and so on.

"Recently, a lot of things have been emerging with us, around the same time Diyem went into that cool form of his." He nodded to himself, then looked at Mellow. "This might be yours. I think if you want people to stop feeling unnerved with you, you should try to harness it. This feels like if...

Owen looked toward Wishkeeper, who seemed briefly dazed by something, and then Owen held out his hand to catch the badge thrown at him. "Mellow, I think you're haunted by yourself." He showed her the simple video.

Diyem sighed. "If we want to tackle a problem like this, then we need to think as a Cibus native than an immigrant to it. As absurd as this world is... its rules are to be followed. It has some consistency. Let's look at these elements one piece at a time. In fact, Owen took the liberty of doing...

"No, not an accident," Diyem said. "It's only a guess... I could easily be wrong. But I do wonder if the very nature of Cibus is what caused this to happen. Emotions, positive and negative energy... pseudoscience in other worlds is hard fact here. It was how I was born. How a Voice of Life is...

"I believe you," Owen said, bringing his tail forward to get into a more comfortable, meditating position without taking up too much space. "The problem is that the rumors came up randomly, right?" He had no idea what these rumors were, but just from how Mellow immediately behaved, that was...

Owen furrowed his brow, then pulled back and tossed the stick ahead and out of view. Wishkeeper disappeared through his leg and into the ground, but nothing seemed to happen otherwise. "Nothing, I guess," he murmured. "Did you not see it split the other stick that went toward you before? From...

"It's all a fog for us. The moment between Eien attacking Maple, to us arriving, still has too many gaps for us to make a proper picture of it..." He looked out one of the windows, toward the sky. Nothing so far. Not that he expected anything. Maybe a little. "I'm beginning to wonder if there's...

"How about we do some of that now?" Owen asked, and then, deciding to mimic the youngster, he reached toward a nearby stick. His arm seemed to expand with Shadows as Wishkeeper emerged and grabbed it, pulling it back toward him. To a native bystander, it was like Owen had telekinesis. Owen...