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The Mastermind The host of this interdimensional party observed the many cameras from the comfort of the captain’s quarters. Some things had changed. One thing that hadn’t was he still enjoyed observing from the shadows. He chuckled lowly. His beloved pet, a mother Kangaskhan, did so as well in...

DISCLAIMER: Subject to change In a story where one of the main characters is a priestess of a major religion, you might think that I would have an answer to what exactly Mew is. After all, writing is writing and just about everyone else has their deep and definitive lore about the supposed...

/Slice 12\ Se |vered Ner| ves After school on Monday, Nori set out with purpose. He was ready to start dealing with Pawniard again and had figured out a way to make progress. He paused to let out Pachi after leaving the school grounds. For obvious reasons, the faculty didn't allow non-guide...

"This was but a temporary nexus," remarked Admon. Little surprise that one so versed in dimensions could assess that. "A crossroads as fleeting as life itself. Now that its purpose seems to be fulfilled, there is little need for it to exist. Of course, life is cyclical. As one leaves, another...

Admon sighed and shook his head. He appeared about to say something, but remained in solemn silence. There was a flicker as something very similar that he used to enter flashed, but he appeared to think better of it and it faded. He wore a frown of pity. "Well." He started, pausing to consider...

Well I didn't expect to actually get a random reply on any of my works here, so thanks for that. Means a lot. Thanks for reading, and hope you enjoy some of what else I've written. I originally picked al-Bahar because it sounds cool, particularly the al- prefix. Wish I could do more with the...

He blinked. "O-oh. That is your real name? Sorry, I'd assumed it was the name of the form that you were just in." He's a little flustered, was that genuine? Admon does cringe a bit when the subject of a hybrid comes up. But he laughs. "It's funny you say that. I was going to destroy that...

He tilts his head toward the impromptu snowball fight. "Interesting. This is only simulated, and yet, the snow appears to be as real as is believed. Shame I can't bring Wyn here. They love snowball fights." "You know. ♫Digimon! ♫Digital Monsters! ♫Digimons are the champions?" He pauses...

He waved. "Ah, long time no see. I can tell it's you, whatever you're calling yourself now. It's been about...mmm, eighty-some-odd from my world's perspective, about three hundred from my own, but many more from yours." The one known as Admon Aviaticus chuckled, talking to her like an old...

"I'm imagine it was something to the effect of," and with this the stranger-by-the-moment man clears his throat, appears to meditate for a second, and gives a chillingly accurate (as well as chilling in general) impression. "Kn̵e̷e̴l̸ ̷b̴e̵f̶o̴r̴e̴ ̷t̶h̴y̶ ̴k̶i̶n̵g̴ ̵o̴r̶ ̶p̷e̵r̵i̵s̴h̸."

"Ah, the Golden King. Right, right." The man nods and retrieves a parasol from his bag moments before the Rain Dance starts. "Well, you're a very Hoopa-like Hoopa, Hoopa. But how do we know you didn't use a waterproof paint~?" It's clear he's just teasing, but...

The strange man with a powerful presence cracks a smirk. "Oh, there's plenty of them out there," he says, without specifying which of them he's talking about.

"You're quite welcome~" he said, going to the teapot. He fixed himself a cup and took a sip. "Dandelion? Hm. Well, I suppose variety is the spice of life."

"You should try a hundred legs sometime~" the stranger playfully said to Shiron. He turned to NEO. "As for your little problem with not being able to keep it down, it is the power of raging flames. In simple terms, think of it as your spirit flaring up while on the brink of defeat in attempt to...

"Another trap for unwary souls..." A man appearing to be in his late 20s simply walks into the plane from a rip in midair, dropping the rest of the way at about half the expected speed. With dark hair and brown eyes, he wore a plain red and white robe, looking sort of vaguely Eastern to the...

All right, it's done. Blackout, full fic. The Monomyth sure made it hard to work with once I looked up what it really is, though.

When an instructor at a private school in a faraway Middle Eastern region goes to complain about a disruption to his class, he finds himself drawn into a deadly attack. Faruq al-Bahar will need to reach within to save a student's Pokemon, and several others. Written for the drabble activity...

Fine, let's do this, but no PMD.

Slice 11: Razor's Edge ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯ Nori was ready for any sort of reception at school on Monday. He was no stranger to being disliked; there was even a point in June when it felt like he was despised by almost everyone. He didn't think it would end up like it did back in Sunyshore...

Recollection IX: Sins of a Memory The meals at the Kannagi Shrine were wonderfully varied. The expansion into Veilstone did not change this. They grew most of their own food on or within the premises. Fruit, vegetables, berries, wheat, rice, and so on. The chefs occasionally served eggs from...