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"Yeah, we got other shit to do," Nate said with a sigh. He glanced at the parasite still struggling under containment. Was that where Telum's dark matter had ended up, or no? He was feeling like no. Which meant it was still floating around in Maple somewhere, or out there causing trouble...

Back in the real world. Nate took another deep breath. Yeah. The Voidlands really hadn't seemed all that bad, to be honest. Maybe the air here tasted kinda different, but it wasn't, like, super fucking oppressive out there or nothing. Nate supposed that if Diyem could create Veritas City, there...

Nate let out a huge, weary breath, and slumped forward, rubbing his face. "Good Christ," he groaned. Rocky turned back around and gave him a playful nudge, grinning. Nate shoved him away, but he was smiling. "All right. We good to get the fuck out of here, then?" he asked. "Ain't missing...

Nate nodded again. Thanks. Didn't sound like that would necessarily be a better solution than going straight to void shadow. Nate watched, face set and scowling, to see whether the ultra stone would fare any better than the pokéball.

Nate's grip tightened viciously around the pokéball when it failed to react. Too much to hope for indeed. He nodded curtly without taking his eyes off the dissolving form of Mewtwo. "Try the stone, then." But at the same time he had a private question for Diyem. Diyem, when you were saying...

It was at least reassuring that they probably weren't going to have to do a second exorcism on the mewtwo to get rid of the dark matter, but what Diyem said after was most definitely not at all fucking reassuring. "What?!" Nate said. He abandoned the caged parasite and hurried over to where the...

For a second Nate could only stare, confused, while Owen's words started to echo, the air around him filling with glowing smoke. That wasn't what he'd thought Owen mea-- A moment later it was over, the parasite restrained and the mewtwo collapsed in a heap. Nate remained frozen a moment longer...

Nate broke out smiling when he saw the mewtwo's fingers twitch. "You're doing it!" he said. "Keep fighting! We know you can do it!" "The parasites keep on losing," Rocky added. "One of them got Owen, but he made it go away. You're super strong! You can win, too!" You know this shit better than...

"Be careful," Nate said. "I highly fucking doubt that parasite mark is going nuts because he wants to make friends." And... what exactly would they all do if the mewtwo turned around and shot an eterna-thing at Brisa? Guess they'd be facing two enemies, then. Diyem said he'd pull them out if...

"Bahamut, can you sense him like you did before?" Nate asked. "Or is he all empty again?" He stood ready behind the protect shield. One way or another, he had a feeling this was going to come down to a fight. Nate looked up at the mewtwo and said, "We heard what happened from Sword," Nate said...

The trip to the Voidlands was easier than Nate had expected. One second in Diyem’s jungle-house, the next in nightmare hell. Which was almost a disappointment, to be honest. All kinda shadowy and purplish, but the place didn’t even feel all that fucked up. The foreboding might well be coming off...

I saw you working on porting your stories over here, so I figured I’d check them out! Seems like I’ve been seeing more “human in the PMD world” stories recently. It’s a fun genre with a lot of potential to explore. I have to admit that I found this one pretty confusing, though! Getting thrown...

It's time for another round of Exquisite Corpse! If you aren't familiar with Exquisite Corpses, these are collaborative writing games where a group of authors get together to write a story on a given theme, with one twist: each author writes a scene based only on the last two sentences of the...

"Well, yeah. He's got one of those parasite things in him, don't he?" Nate said. "So we go in, rough him up until he can't cause trouble, then send in the big guns to try and reach the mewtwo." Nate inclined his head towards Red. "Get him to kick out the people possessing him. Straightforward...

"Yeah. Appreciate that," Nate said. Rocky stood at his side, tail flicking now and again. The familiar was probably picking up on Nate's nerves. Not that he was nervous or nothing. So they were going to be visiting nightmare hell, so what? Practically the entire team had at this point, and...

Nate asks Diyem whether he has any idea what they can do about the fact that the blacklight mewtwo apparently contains Telum's dark matter. If they manage to get the mewtwo free of the dark matter's control, is he going to cause problems just... hanging out in Diyem's Voidlands? Would he be able...

"Will do," Nate said. He caught the pokéball one last time, then stowed it in his bag. "Thanks for coming along. Don't know if we'd have a shot without you." He smiled faintly. "Take care, huh? And if you're ever bored, you're always welcome to hit me up. Ain't like I got a ton going on...

"I guess, yeah," Nate said. "Chains, huh? Fucking weird. Don't really strike me as a mewtwo kinda thing. More like a ghost or something." He shrugged. "If you could find that out, yeah, that'd probably be a good start."

Yeah. More interdimensional fucking threats. Nate would like to go back to a time before wondering whether some kind of eldritch horror from another dimension might just show up and eat the planet out of fucking nowhere. "That's true. Maybe there's something in another world that'd be able to...

A "dimensional counterpart?" What, like Silver and Starr, or Red and Nate's Red? They didn't seem quite as similar as that. Or maybe similar but... opposite, almost. Or maybe Bahamut was so stuck on his own losses that he went looking for their like in everyone else. "That's gotta be rough," he...