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Chapter 51: Rubrum Caelum Crimson skies marked the start of the Darkest Day. The heavens bled as World Ender set its sights upon our sacred lands, its size without compare. The people, gripped by fear and horror, turned their plights upon Bahamut, our God. "Save us, please! You must drive the...

Chapter 50: Overseer and Out Your flagrant disregard for our protocols cannot go unpunished. Between letting you live undisturbed in your home dimension for numerous generations of descendants, tending to your type: full compatriot's desire to join his mate in the afterlife, and fixing the...

Chapter 49: Operation Follow Me High above the Eterna City skyline, in the thick, black and purple clouds, Gene turned to Jade and her orange zapdos passenger. "It's going to be quick." The mewtwo snapped his fingers. "Once the rift opens, I shoot a Fire Blast into the fueling console and light...

Chapter 48: Trial by Fire-Type The transformation they called mega evolution is possible in my new home, too. I guess it truly is a facet of nature, woven into the universe itself. I had to get involved to stop a few transformed charizard and blastoise from tearing each other apart. They were...

Chapter 47: Meeting Minutes Entry 486 I hate meditation. It's so boring. I've never wanted to do anything less in my life. This "rehabilitation" they prattle on about is stupid. But I'm afraid of what will happen if I don't play along. At least I still have you, journal. You don't talk back to...

Gene looked at the metang like it was an idiot. Because it was. "The Hockey Puck employed selective listening. I said it's the size of a planet. Your little rams wouldn't even be a gentle breeze to it."

"No, Hockey Puck." Gene pinched his brow. It really did play to all the worst robot stereotypes. "Eternatus defies the basic laws of thermodynamics. It can create infinite energy from nothing." He narrowed his eyes. "Besides, eliminating it would kill all the people living inside it. That...

Gene glanced over his shoulder. "Oh, Hockey Puck speaks after all. Just in a way mimicking what humans imagine a robot does." Way to conform to the stereotypes. The mewtwo didn't really want to jump down this raboot hole, but clearly Hockey Puck would keep asking. A one track mind. He raised his...

"Pfbt. You?" Gene quirked a brow. He could down that dumb kitty with a few well-placed Aura Spheres. One hand tied behind his back. "Yeah, sure, you're real threatening. But I made myself pretty clear: I fight against the emperor's troopers. So, unless you're worshipping a certain deoxys, we're...

Gene's eyes flickered blue. The crystal in his shoulder sparked with a dangerous black energy. "Hardly inferior. Giovanni is the one who funded my 'creation' before capturing me in a blasted Master Ball." He held his right hand up. Ectoplasm twirled around his fingers. "It took decades in stasis...

Gene looked at the milotic, sighing and shaking his head. "Me? I was from Earth. Till my idiot creator brought the wrath of the universe upon the planet. First Bahamut downs Team Rocket and destroys Cinnabar Island. Then Eternatus eats the remainder of Earth like the planet-devourer it is." He...

"Dragonair maybe." Gene tapped his right temple. "But you're a pool noodle. Just like how Rayquaza is a space noodle." He twirled his right index finger around in a circle to simulate it orbiting a nonexistent planet. "And feral refers to a lack of sapience. Not all pokémon can think logically...

"The noodle speaks!" If Gene was surprised, he didn't sound it. "Guess this means there aren't only ferals around."

Still leaning on his spoon, Gene glanced over his shoulder where he saw... a metang and a persian having some sort of spat. Most likely a couple of ferals falling back on basic instincts and trying to assert dominance or something. That was fine. He didn't need to get involved. The mewtwo would...

Too many damned Eternatus Bombardiers. Gene was fast, but not "I can dodge twenty-six Hyper Beams" fast. Of course one was going to hit him. It just so happened that one sent him straight into an opening rift. After a quick flicker of pink and purple, the mewtwo found himself somewhere brighter...

I fully confess I have not taken part in these previously because I've been busy enough that I've missed the sign up windows. :V Name: Gene Species: Shadow Mewtwo Personality: Wisecracking meme lord who has a penchant for not taking things seriously. He is that mewtwo... made from a mix of...

Chapter 46: Running Amonk Monasteries were not something Yuna was innately familiar with. Her only frame of reference for comparison's sake was Aeon temples. Brick and cement buildings that gave way to colorful interiors decorated with warm art pieces celebrating Bahamut and the other Sages...

Here you go. And here's Path of Valor. Someone'll have to take a look at it eventually... right?

How to Succeed at Pissing Everyone Off Without Really Trying, by Quilava "Baguette" Lyle Talk about a literal crash course of running into basically everyone the team had pissed off up to this point in the story. Because that's exactly what happened. I don't personally care much for the Team...

Chapter 45: Igniting New Sparks No matter the change, the end is the same. No matter the change, the end is the same. Stave stagnation. Unite them all. Stave stagnation. Unite them all. XxX Flying was not natural to Chiaki. He was a grovyle. Birds were bad for grass. Every fiber of his being...