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"Yeah, I got a sense of what it might be like," Nate said with a grimace. "Sounds like your eternatus is kind of like how this mewtwo was, or how we thought he was, anyhow. Nobody home and all. But you and Eien, uh, you're okay? I know it's gotta be weird, dealing with an eternatus like her...

Yeah, there it was. Fucking lovely. And who knew how scary the mewtwo's dreamscape was gonna be, especially if there was a dark matter knocking around in it, too. Jesus. "I know Maple said most eternatus ain't like your eternatus," Nate said, "but do they all got like a world inside them or...

Nate froze while Bahamut projected images into his mind. Eternatus' realm... Well, it was fucking weird, but also not like he'd expected. He thought it would be more like that weird storm he saw when he touched the mewtwo earlier, or what Eien was kicking up now around the Tree. Not a city, like...

Yeah, Red probably would go for something that dangerous and arguably stupid to help a pokémon, wouldn't he? "A decent psychic, huh? Well, I guess we could ask, what, Joule or something? One of the xatu?" Nate rubbed the back of his head. "I figure chances are high we're gonna need your help...

"We could try," Nate said with a shrug. "Diyem didn't seem to think people who weren't on the team wouldn't be too keen to join in, given the whole, you know, Dark Matter, nightmare hell thing. I don't think we can rely on him being there. So, like, what can we do if we don't got him?"

Nate snorted. "Given the way everything works around here, yeah, that's what I was thinking. And it seemed like Owen was doing something, anyhow." Fuck, he should see if Owen would come along, too. "I was just talking to Karat, though, and he said when he got freed from Giovanni, he didn't know...

Nate nodded. "That's what I was thinking," he said. "Diyem says not to worry, he's fine in there, but last time Diyem said something like that, he spent like two weeks making out with a parasite that we had to go rescue him from, so, you know. Don't want to take no chances there." He squinted...

Nate reached down to scoop the ball up without thinking. "Hmm? Oh, yeah. It'd be nice to be able to just fucking snag Eien, but I ain't surprised it'd take Chip and them a while to figure out how to do it." He really should see if they could at least duplicate them or something at this point...

It was always some fucking thing. Karat hadn't fucking died, great, that was one thing off the list. That fucking soda was still out there somewhere, probably ready to pop up at the worst possible time. He should probably get on that, it wasn't like he was going to trust the fucking mightyena to...

"Yeah. I think we're done here," Nate said with a lackadaisical wave at Karat. All things considered, that had gone better than it could have. Karat didn't seem like he was dying or going batshit or nothing, and what he'd said about the other mewtwo, well. Nate was going to have to think about...

"No, it's not the same person," Rocky said. "I mean, we know the mewtwo from this Red's world is still--well." He brightened. "We'll free him. For sure." Given Rocky's track record, Nate doubted Karat would find that reassuring. "Thanks," he said. "That helps a lot. And I'm glad you two are...

Rocky laughed. Puddle had to be joking, right? "It's Red!" he said. "And of course we know him. He's a charizard now, but it's still him. We fought him and everything!" He went quiet for a second, thinking. "I think he even lives with some people on the team. Somewhere in Destiny Village...

"Oh, shit," Nate said involuntarily. In Karat's world, too? The similarity between Karat and the mewtwo he knew only made the differences more unsettling. Almost made it feel like there was something wrong with his world. Or, well. He still thought he'd take it over all this fucking eterna...

Nate blinked. Now that was, that was interesting. And really fucking sad, honestly. "Thanks," he started to say, "that's--" "Who was it?" Rocky asked. "The person who told you to be free. I-if, umm, that's okay to ask." He might be regretting that he'd blurted out that question.

Rocky's flames crackled, leaping high. "That would be cool," he said. "That would be really cool!" "And if you decide you don't want to, ain't no problem with that," Nate said firmly. "But yeah. I imagine it's gonna take a while to get used to... things. One way or another. Ain't no shame in...

Rocky drooped. "Oh, that's... that's not fair. It would be boring... Being stuck out here and not even getting to battle." Puddle was always full of ideas, though. "Oh," Rocky perked up slightly. "The training facility is nice! And there's lots of people on the team who are really strong. I bet...

Rocky yelped and leapt back when Karat's attack burst in front of him. "Sorry!" Nate winced. "So that's it, huh?" he said. "Gonna hang out by yourselves, all you need is each other, put the world on ignore for the rest of your lives?" Sounded like a fine fucking plan, to be honest. Nate was...

Yeah, looking like that, Nate thought. Thanks, Diyem. "That's what I figured," he said aloud. "But hanging out here in the woods don't sound like a good time to me. Is it just other people being nosy that's got you hiding out here?" Rocky stared at Karat's mutated form. It didn't look nice...

Once again Nate was left rubbing his face, though at least this time nothing hurt. It just felt fucking weird. At least a century? That how long it's gonna take Deoxys to get enough energy to live on his own again, or what? To Karat he said, "I mean, I don't blame you. The team definitely...

What, wouldn't you know if I'd died? Voidlands just got a little more crowded and all that? Nate thought at Diyem. I'm fine. Looks like Karat's pretty fucked up, though. Guess the whole fusing with Deoxys thing didn't work out so hot. He ain't gonna die from that or nothing, is he? Rocky wished...