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Hazel found she was no longer in that void. She sighed in relief. The void was a bad place. Until now, she hadn't thought about how rarely she was truly alone, especially for long periods of time. Gladion didn't normally have to leave her alone, without even Sorrel or Silverbell. Normally...

“Yes! You know who he is? He must not have met you, though, because there’s no way he would have a nice friend like you without ever telling me!”

"I had it off a long time ago," Hazel explained, "When it was off, my body fights against itself, and it makes me feel very sick. If someone here was strong, and they had some tools, they could take it off. But then I would be sick again, and we'd have to put it back on." "But I do have a name...

Hazel was in luck! The odd human was not afraid of her! She seemed nice, too. "I... do not need help. It is heavy, but I am resilient enough to carry it." But she was not the only one here who had taken interest in the odd human. "Experiment..." she murmured. "We are... experiments." This...

Hazel looked around. She was in a grassy field. It had way, way more grass than she'd ever seen in one place before in her life! I was hard to imagine that one place could hold this much grass. There were other people here, too, of course. Which was impotant, because the paper said they were...

Les do this again. Crossing my fingers to plz be town this time. Name: Hazel Species: Type: Null Appearance: ^ Personality: Gladion's Type: Null. She is shy at first, but wants to be friends with people and is fiercly loyal to her buddies. Will attack if threatened. Likes dancing and birds due...

Betaed chapter 4 of DE and 2 hrs writing

It... was over. It seemed like everyone was safe. Her mother was fine, and... Huh, apparently she didn't just get the nuzzling from her time acting like a Ninetales. Nip had been closer to the blast then Celeste, and he was alive, which meant Celeste should be fine, too. He just needed a ride...

"Fuck." Back where Soul had departed from, Celeste was lying unconscious on the ground. If this blast reached that size, then there would be nothing she could do about it. She was grateful this wasn't his only life, but... If he died... There was nothing more to do. Celeste's last wish...

Celeste found himself in the shrine back home. Was this it? Had he died? No, if so, he wouldn't remember that he'd ever left. This place wasn't really what it appeared to be. Soul was here, too. She had her back turned, staring into the brazier holding the sacred flame. Or, this place's...

Sign me up for Reverse, please

Soul smiled and leaned into his hug, brushing her face against his coat. In the end, it was true, neither of them were really Ninetales. Curious, how that worked out. "You're welcome, brother. I'm so glad you've found yourself." She wanted to hold on to this moment forever...

Soul had never been of critical importance to Celeste, so she had some difficulty relating. "So, what I'm getting is that, so far, your purpose has been to help your father? If you've accomplished that, then perhaps it's time you learn to live for yourself. For your own sake. No matter how many...

Support respec to Blink, keeping +4 in status

"It's frightening, isn't it? Who am I is a terrifying question to have to ask yourself. But we persist." Soul was silently relieved she wasn't wrestling with it herself anymore, but she figured it would be in poor taste to say that Petram in his current condition. "If what you're making isn't...

Soul was puzzled. Luz was holding out her hand like she was going to wave, but she wasn't doing it. She seemed to be waiting for a response. Was Soul supposed to react? If so, how? Luz's hand was right at her face level... She brushed her forehead against Luz's paw in greeting.

Soul returned Petram's hug. For one long moment, everything was still. Or, everything she was concerned with was still, anyways. The plaza was still moving, but there was no one of concern to her there in that moment. Then, someone she was concerned with entered her field of view, and the...

Soul accepted the cupcake, withering the wrapper off by hexing it with ghost energy. It was becoming harder and harder for her to call upon that power… Given the negative feelings her hexing drew on, that was probably a good sign, but she’d miss the power. She’d have to find something new to do...

“I see. We’ve all had a lot to think about, don’t we? We didn’t get much childhood...” Although we might be having another one, in due time… Petram was comfortable with what she was becoming, then. Unless he was just good at masking it, but that would be unlike him. “Things change quickly...

Oh, there was Petram. Lately, she hadn’t spoken with him as much as she used to. She’d been dealing with her own issues, ones she didn’t think he’d really get… …And it seemed he was dealing with his own issues as well. An issue that sounded familiar to her. Maybe he could use her help. If...