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Thanks to everyone for your reviews. Always a pleasure as always! I've talked with you guys all about it and have enjoyed the feedback as usual. I've been neglecting updating this for a long while now as I don't really have anybody following it here specifically until it's caught up. I think...

"What...?" Owen stepped forward, hesitant. "She isn't distorted by Shadows or anything..." "Those felt like Diyem's Shadows," Cal remarked. "Hey! Where were you before you showed up here?" "Is she safe?" Balm asked cautiously. "Yeah, I think she is," Owen reported. "She might be one of us."...

"Then let's not waste any time." With little more to do, Maple carved a portal for the team to head right to Treasure Town, and the rest of the team dispersed to spend the next few days preparing for finding Sword, Diyem, and Giovanni. <><><>

<><><> Ever since the first month of the Blacklight crisis, the Grass Continent had fallen into an uneasy peace as the general attacks had subsided. Occasionally, strange happenings were reported to the Guild, and they investigated any Pokemon that were behaving oddly, calling upon Cepa or...

The crowd was starting to disperse. Maple looked to Shield and requested that he go back to Poppin' Arms for now. S'more was already muttering about looking for ways to quickly repair the Guild so it can get back to full operations. Some of the dorms were probably shaken up or destroyed, too...

"Certainly!" Millijoule outstretched his wings in a welcome. "I can always appreciate the more kindhearted of my kin! Though I should comment you mustn't torment your host so much. After all, you should be working together when in battle!" He drifted back and inspected whatever was cooking in...

Soda had been aware of Dave for a while, though it was hard to miss him when there was a glowing-eyed Scyther creature following him around. Dave was one of the easily irritable Pokemon on the team; he never seemed happy with what was going on, and he was probably just as unhappy about being a...

It took a long, long time to get divine permissions, to convince Lapras it was alright, to consult Pepper about how to use the stoneship, and finally to actually traverse the forest that the Hidden Land had become, but eventually, Puff made it to the top of Temporal Tower. It was odd to be...

The door didn't open. Instead, bright semi-liquid ooze poured out from beneath the doorway and coalesced into the head of Millijoule, who had to crane his neck up to look at Rocky. "Hullo," he greeted. "...You're Nate's one, right? Why, I thought you were trapped with him! Were you finally able...

While Maple was away doing her mission and rendezvous, arranging for another scouting trip into the Isle of Light, Millijoule was at home keeping Potluck entertained. For the time being, the Silvally in question was fast asleep, snuggled up in several of Leg's gifted plush toys. Millijoule...

Something about the bar seemed gloomier than usual. It was the same high-end food, the same good drinks, the same quiet buzz of a less-rowdy crowd, but there was a new aura of bitterness in the air. Unease. Stress. It was probably the news that was spreading across town and the whole world--that...

The combination attack went off without a hitch, and Butter didn't even have the chance to react against it. Jirachi was the same, going down in a flurry of embers and a screech of surprise and pain. By the time the dust settled, a loud ringing filled the arena. "And that's time!" Incineroar...

But they never got a reply. Diyem? Owen called. Diyem? Diyem, answer! Just a little more! But his presence faded once again. "Can anyone understand me?" he immediately called out, and indeed, they could. The dizziness wasn't coming, either. One way or the other, Diyem lost his ability to...

"Diyem?" Maple repeated, seeing that several more of Team Spectrum were looking around by reflex, even if he was definitely not nearby. His presence felt weak, but different. Like he wasn't speaking from some faraway realm. That could only mean... I'm... on Cibus. I don't know where... it...

Shield's expression darkened into one of disbelieving grief the more Brisa went on. Nate's outburst startled him out of his silent trace, and he cleared his throat and said, "Y-yes. Right, you... we'll... rescue her. Right, I... So--so she's fine?" he asked dumbly. "Giovanni wouldn't... go...

Hey all, here's the current status of the round. Front Lines priority: 1. Cynthian 2. Vix 3. Starr 4. Brisa 5, 6, 7, 8: Astrid, Saltriv, Cabot, Shiron 9: Icetales 10: Nip -- "2" or "3" priorities that were in the last fight: Owen, Dave Up to par but currently withdrawn from FL: Celeste --...

Maple stepped along, nodding to them all and sending off the ones that were leaving to rest, recover, and prepare. They really were quite tireless... "Thank you all for your continued efforts," she said, though there was significantly less confidence in her voice this time. She was saying it on...

Arceus watched him go, his eyes a little dimmer than usual. Bahamut, the fallen god who refused even the title his power suggested. "If you ever find it in you," Arceus said, "perhaps you can speak to Kyurem, or Yveltal. While not the same... Perhaps they could be good company for you. And you...

"I see." Arceus nodded, as though he actually listened to what Bahamut was saying. "...Hmm..." He drifted along, contemplative, humoring something. "I will... consider it in the future," Arceus said simply. "Your circumstances are unique. There are things that I have to look into for your...

"An old age indeed. Incomprehensible to most, inexpressible to the tongues that invented mortal languages. Not truly, at least." His natural glow dimmed. "You have my condolences, Bahamut. You were never meant to live for so long. Yet, I'm afraid if I struck you down here, there would be no...