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As it turned out, Maple and Joule had relocated to the Isle of Light with Groudon accompanying them. And while the Legend of land and droughts was only off to the side, lounging in what might have been a deep afternoon nap, Maple and Joule were sitting at the top of one of the sandy hills...

"...Then it's settled," Diyem said with a sigh. "You will have to approach Maple and break the news to her. I'm sure you can contact her to get an idea of where she is... Likely with Joule." He then looked at the others and, rolling his eyes, said, "My power is weak. Do not show too much of an...

"You will not be doing it alone," Diyem said. "There are some that are with me now that I feel could be appropriate, but because they are currently... within my realm, that is not as possible. Their Shadowy presence may set Maple off, combined with the other news we would be giving her. I know...

Diyem sighed. "It sounds like the current plan is to... ngh... tell Maple with someone who has a good relationship with her, possibly with Joule in their presence, and likely also Arceus and Truffle. It will be an extremely delicate operation. We should only have our most stable members doing...

"What is more likely to save Cibus--hello, a world is in danger and it needs your help, or hello, please go to this world where my lover is currently ransacking the place?! Do you have any idea how much baggage and gossip they'd get distracted by?!" "I do kinda want to know what she was like...

"That's my concern," said Diyem. "It's entirely possible. And perhaps seeing Xerneas will help confirm that, one way or another..." "The Worldcore's power is not one that I can make use of in the same way that I can of the Tree. It can bend the rules of the world for the border between humans...

Diyem looked like he was going to say something, but then paused. He went over what he'd said in his head. Then, he sighed, looking down. "I misspoke."

Of course. I am sure the others will be happy to see you in bodily form again, rather than as a statue. But before Icetales could question just what Diyem meant, a bolt of black lightning struck him where he stood, followed by a brief outpouring of light. And then, he was gone. <><><>

Diyem grumbled to himself, figuring that the team would eventually get thrown off by the slow and steady arrivals of the dead. Honestly, he thought they were going to be mature about it. He told them they were fine. This was far better than the usual finality of death. Yes, the Voidlands wasn't...

"Right here with you," Owen assured, and then looked to Wishkeeper, who gave a noncommittal shrug. That was the most they'd ever gotten out of him. "Let's get back to meditating." <><><>

Owen was by Vix's side, making sure that she could keep it together. "It's alright. Take breaks if you need, but it sounds like you found something that you're looking for. Keep it together; we're here for you, alright?" The Charizard nodded, then said to Cynthian, "Right now, Vix is meditating...

"I am operating under the assumption that the outer perimeter of the Tree is safe," Diyem said. "I suspect that only the core is truly corrupted. Otherwise, even the natives would have probably noticed something so obvious... especially after the crisis not even a generation ago. Though, that...

Post Town had been largely untouched by the Blacklight crisis, and most of the residents considered that to be a great relief. Swanna Inn had grown only modestly since the Bittercold Omen, accounting for the larger population and the nearby and prosperous Paradise next to town. While it was much...

"Yes, we do," Diyem replied, nodding. His tail sparked a little at that, the darkness inside flaring up and settling down. "Unfortunately, I suspect Eternatus is deep inside the Tree, to the point where trying to kill it will result in killing the Tree. If we're lucky, that won't happen... But...

It had taken a few days, and it was a long and sow recovery, but eventually Diyem had become strong enough earn a discharge from Zinc. The first thing he did, of course, was get away, saying that he wanted not only a change of scenery, but to get away from the nurturing care that Zinc had been...

The crazed look in Soda's eyes had melted into confusion and befuddlement. The Piplup had gone quiet, staring, leering at Nate, whispering things that perhaps only Soda could hear. But Nate's voice was the loudest among them. Giovanni jumped away, deflecting the blow, but then stared at his...

"I don't usually have someone laughing at me for it," Owen admitted, frowning. "But usually I sort of freak out on my own and then, you know, look over... what I'm supposed to be feeling. Meditate, think it through... It's in the past. I can choose what to do with it. That, uh, that empowering...

Owen tilted his head. "Well, in one, you have Ace. You're always talking about Ace, but... friends, so, plural. Are you forgetting someone else?" He moved his tail, pondering over what Vix was talking about. "...What about this beach?" Owen asked, sensing an odd reaction from the Shadow when Vix...

Soda looked at it, then at Giovanni, then back at the detector. "It's... picking something up." Giovanni's eyes widened a little, like he was taunting them. "I'm not real?" he asked, that voice far too real for Starr's liking. It didn't sound like a Mewtwo, not even slightly. That was the...

Owen nodded and stepped toward the building, settling in. He started by trying to convert some posture changes he knew of for himself into something for Vix. Then, when enough equivalents were made, he went over some calming exercises, praying Vix had some form of breathing, and then started...