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Zinc was quick to look over and help the newcomers get settled. She explained to them what had happened in the basic level--Diyem, Dark Matter, was their patron, and they were summoned to Cibus to save it from a threat only they could combat. It was surprisingly simple, despite the complexities...

"Sure!" Potluck said, wagging his fishtail. "I like games like these. Soda used to throw them really far and then make it go invisible, and I'd spend hours trying to find them all while he watched!" It was likely Soda used that as an excuse to do some 'reading' under an illusion.

"I'm... not sure," Karat said. "It feels like something I should be able to undo. Which makes me think that the force keeping it sealed is related to that same energy nullification as before." He paused. "But that begs the question... why is Shield only sealed, and not dead?" Shield's...

"I-I-I-I yes, well, we definitely need to have Giovanni, or that Mewtwo, do a huge burst of energy. And Karat can't do the same thing at the same time, either. Otherwise, well, you know, we'd get the wrong reading, a false positive from Karat... And, well. The Charmeleon--eh, Charizard...

"E-eh, well." Chip hesitated, a sudden buzz running through his head. "You have to replicate a bug to fix it, you know? Reshiram and I were doing that. And, you know. Slip of the beak." Chip fidgeted more. "L-look, it's like what Lexx is saying. I'm just really enthusiastic about replicating...

"Well, that part seems pretty easy," Chip said. "Er--code patching wise, it might be solved by now. We have more security measures in place already, so I don't think we'll be able to replicate signals or fake them anymore. Not in the same way, at least. Security is always something that evolves...

"Oh, it's been wonderful!" Chip nodded, which was more like his head magnetically bobbing up and down a few times like a hollow fruit in water. Chip's lab was still barren, more like a front desk and lobby than anything on the front chamber. A welcoming area. Sterile, empty. The good stuff was...

Shield shook his head. "I don't really know any more than you do at this point," he said. "We knew he was gathering Legends and we know about what he was trying to develop, but not really anything else." "I tried to look into his psychic block," Karat added, "but whatever it is, it's strong...

Chip's eyes flickered like a grin at first, but by the time Luz had brought a hand on one of his limbs, he hesitated and that cheerful glimmer seemed to be there by force instead off genuinely. "E-eh, what do you mean, exactly? Truth-seeking? I already get questions from Puff, I'm not really...

The team entered the white laboratory. There was no electric smell in the air, so Zekrom probably wasn't present at the moment. "All right, this time I'm hoping that you'll be able to work with me here, alright?" called Chip from the other end of the lab. He seemed to be talking to someone, but...

"I showed up in some random field in the Water Continent," Shield said. "From there, we traveled the continents trying to track down Giovanni and Dark Matter. That's... all I really know." "And by we," Karat said, "he means Silver's team, and Team Drumstick. He couldn't bear to face his...

It was like bitter, sour meat, like smoked earwax. Diyem groaned again and rolled away, puffing a small, black ember. "Welcome to the world. It's a boy." He collapsed into the bed and passed out.

"Overseers are kind of, like, multi-universal superheroes! In a way. But organized. Loosely. And stuff. I think they're neat! Even if we don't really need them except for finding out if any worlds are in trouble or something... We sent word to them about here through Bean, but it usually takes...

"We can always check out the more peaceful Dungeons that have been turning up," said Karat. "Shaymin Village has Sky Peak, which can be very safe overall... the Dungeon was highly segmented. We can always look at only the first one." "The Lush Prairie might also be a peaceful place that was...

"Death... seems appealing again," Diyem muttered. "Ohh, you don't mean that," Zinc said gently, helping the Charmeleon back to a sitting position before, once again, taking his vitals. She was still unnerved at how unnaturally low his body temperature was for his chosen form. Then again, did...

Potluck nodded. "That's not an easy choice at all," he said. "And if people are too scared of you to band together to fight against it... All I can think is that it's too bad you couldn't find Overseers or something. Not that we work with them too much, either..."

"Oh..." Potluck prodded at the ground again, then nodded. "...I hope you can find something anyway. Even a little. you're still alive, after all..."

"I cry a little but then remember that some of them were nice to me," Potluck said, misinterpreting Bahamut's hypothetical question as an actual one. "I know I'm not normal. But maybe one day, I dunno..."

Potluck's cheek bolts turned blue. "How come you destroyed the whole planet?" he asked. "You seem like a good person..."

"What did you do?" Potluck asked, tilting his head. He gently poked the back of his claw against the stone.