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"Yes, I can," Diyem replied, nodding. "In fact, I have been making an effort to do that regularly to try to keep them sane. The Voidlands can have an effect on the mind and spirit, and it would not be very convenient if they fell there. But they are there, and I am working to gather strength for...

There was a brief flash of self-awareness. Owen blinked, and his smile wavered, and he looked toward Wishkeeper's body again. Realization washed over him, but then he winced and looked like he was trying to hold back a pounding headache. "Please," Owen said, and at first it was hard to tell who...

"Mmh. Hello, Icetales." Diyem sat up from his bed, looking larger than before, but still certainly a below-average Charmander in size. "Did you need something? I should... be fine enough for now." His flame was black as ever and at a decent size, too. The blankets were either flame-proof, or the...

"I don't even know who I'm supposed to be!" Cal said, snapping--it wasn't at Luz, but perhaps the sky and the heavens. "Who am I?! I'm... based on memories of someone but who am I supposed to be? Is that... why Owen called me Cal? So I don't have to be in some memory's shadow, I don' get it! And...

"Yep. But I guess over time I lost myself, regained myself, and now I hang around to help other Void Shadows through the same thing. A lot of them are this way because they don't want to be who they used to be... which is kind of complicated."

"My name is... I--I'm sorry, but my name is Cal." She looked down. "He calls me Cal, and... I don't know. It makes sense for a Cibus name, I guess, but that's not what my name is... s-supposed to be. Every Ultra Shade is based off of someone or something from their host, right? W-well... yeah...

The Charmeleon stood there for a while longer, gaze aimless but vaguely toward where Wishkeeper stood. Vix's attacks did little against his body, which remained standing upright even then. The legs buckled and it slumped over, Shadows oozing from the upper shoulders. Slowly, Owen turned his...

"Well, some are sort of extensions of his being, sure, but Diyem also kind of... took on a bunch of lost souls, too." Garro's eternal grin widened, and he turned his gaze down the road where a few shapeless blobs moved across the streets. "It's kind of a long story, but you could say that a lot...

"You really think so?" Cal asked, trembling no matter how small she tried to make herself. "Diyem said... if they died, they'd go home, or something, a-and then when they did, they'd... forget what happened here. They'd just forget. Me, you, everyone, just... a-and I'd be left behind. And now it...

Luz had a body that was more akin to a mortal's, or at least it mimicked the functions more than the others. With Cal, her voice shook and her body trembled, but she did not have a means to cry. She desperately wanted to more than anything, because apparently crying was something that helped...

"I'm just so..." Cal let it flow out, then stopped, then tried to continue again. "I can't feel him anymore. He was always there. He was always there. A-and now when I try to find him, there's just nothing..." She looked down, into the dying cinders. "Why did I need to have these memories from...

"Yeah, thanks," Cal replied with as much enthusiasm as she could muster. "I guess it was time to switch up how I looked, even if, you know, I don't think Ultra Shades evolve the normal way." She looked down, at the fire she had been making, but when the flames transitioned from gold to orange...

"Y-yeah, sparring." Cal looked away again, like she wanted to say something, but didn't know what to go on about. Her mind was elsewhere, and she didn't want it to be there, so she quickly added, "Yeah, the twilight, um, you know. It's dark and stuff. But I don't really mind the dark too much."...

"This place is really relaxing in twilight, huh?" Cal asked, swishing her newly Charmeleon tail left and right. She glanced at Luz, doing her absolute best not to look at Destiny Tower in the distance. "I know we don't usually hang around here, but it's been, you know, a nice change of scenery...

"That's what you think," said Wishkeeper, taking one final step before lunging at Owen. He spat a quick plume of fire in retaliation, but Wishkeeper not only powered through it, but grabbed Owen by the arm and yanked him into the air. Owen roared and thrashed, spitting fire randomly, most of it...

Amid that silence, Wishkeeper made an annoyed grunt and then looked to all the others. "These people are all a bad influence on you," he said. "You're too far gone." He stood up and took a few threatening steps forward. The ground shook with every move he made. "I'll have to take you away from...

"I guess that's that," Giratina said, scratching her mandibles. "I hope this isn't too big a risk..." "We'll keep an eye on him," Dialga said. "And you do that, too, alright? We can't lose Cola and Pop." "This is gonna be so fun! I bet I'll get to see what life is really like this way...

Cola peered into his chest, red circled narrowing like a squint. "Well... I guess. But I don't think I can go into that. Let me try this!" "Wait," Cal said, "I still don't know what you mean by heart--" Cola lost his shape completely and rose into the air like a needle. It curved toward Petram...

"I can do disguises easily." The haze twisted and churned, the two red circles drifting around his face until he became a hazy copy of Petram, somehow even less defined than the Ultra Shade himself. The two red circles were still there, and it seemed more like he had changed his shape rather...

Garro looked around. "No idea," he said. "Been this way since before I came here. Abandoned, I mean. Chances are this place used to be a settlement for people who had been taken into the Voidlands during whatever Dark Matter crisis he started. There were a lot of them. Whatever happened to the...