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“We tried to sneak into the tree. Someone found out and practically the whole world went after us.” Nero cringed. “We held them off, but freeing Eien caused an explosion that sent everyone to Diyem’s Voidlands for a time.” He turned and muttered, “Also there was some stuff with Maple...

“Uh, by beating the corruption out of whoever the Blacklight possessed?” Nero sat on his haunches and scratched at his cheek bolt. “Compared to what I was used to, it was relatively smooth sailing. The only slip up was with getting Eien out of her Tree of Life bunker. That could’ve been handled...

"Your speaking mannerisms," Nero responded. "I don't know what a 'thou' or 'thee' are. I can infer, but it's gibberish as far as I'm concerned." He laughed nervously.

Something was clearly off about this version of Destiny Village. The buildings looked as though they'd sustained some sort of... water damage? Flooding? Nero couldn't be entirely sure. And it probably wasn't worth pursuing, anyway. A bleary gray blinked on in his synthetics. "Hmm?" His bat-like...

“I might be misremembering, but fake Giovanni had a mewtwo following it that wound up housing the source,” Nero replied.

“You didn’t even know him that long compared to the rest of us,” Nero said. “Maybe he hated your hyperactivity?”

Character name: Nero Species: Silvally Personality: Generally cheerful. Somewhat aloof. Wants to help and be your friend, even though most folks on the Cibus he knew found him annoying. Background: From a planet similar to Cibus. An alchemical amalgamation created to kill the gods after their...

“The moon is the moon. It can’t do anything on its own but orbit the planet and affect tides.” Nero was still looking up. “Take it from the guy who had to dodge chunks of a destroyed moon. It’s always someone living messing with moons, not moons messing with someone living.”

“Yeah, Soda was the loner trying to dodge Kora’s advances.” Nero looked up at the moon. “Some idiot asshole named Giovanni got high off Blacklight for us.”

A nervous blue overtook Nero's synthetics. "Well, uh, you're not physically more powerful, but I've seen for myself just how strong your spirits can be! So that's, uh, something." He laughed nervously.

At that, Nero tilted his head. "Mmm. I don't recall anyone being body-swapped or anything throughout the adventure." He blinked a few times. "Are you saying you're human and got turned into the swampert line?" Nero flinched. His cheek bolts sparked a bit. "That... sounds quite unpleasant. Sorry...

And just like that, people were already grouping up. Nero looked around. People were heading to their counterparts. Or going to their polar opposites. No, wait, that was just Kora. Because the guy didn't do personal space. Oh dear. Nero had expected Mergo to break off. It was his style, after...

“Like I said. You’re edgy mirrors of one another.” Nero glanced at Cynthian. “I guess that makes you Lucius. Yeah, I can see it.”

"Oh, yeah, the kiddos!" Nero laughed. "Yeah, there were Eternalings when we fought the Blacklight." He looked around. "Also less edgy."

"Weapons are really impractical for pokemon, anyway," Nero said, head tilted. "I would know, I've got every--" He stopped himself and looked around. "Oh, right, Cibus. Backup body. Not the usual stuff." He deflated a bit.

Having failed to hit Nero, Bahamut rose from the ground. "Great. I was hoping parallel dimensions weren't a thing and the whole 'two Cibus' nonsense was just an exception. Another miserable bullet point on the list of things wrong." "Oh, hey, you guys have two of this planet, too?" Nero's tail...

The mismatched mutt of the group quirked a brow at Mergo's choice of words. They could call him Mergo, like he'd deigned to give them permission. Or was he just covering up how convoluted his full name was? He would go with the latter. "I'm Nero. No intentional rhyming to be found here, though."...

Being that eating and drinking served no purpose for him, Bahamut was lying by himself in an area with no trees to obstruct the sunlight. He didn't respond to Bean, knowing full well the more talkative types would distract the zydog.

Bahamut had snapped back to his body and swallowed his core. He looked toward Dave, trying to give some sort of facial signal that he should be the one to give the news. The good news. Soda's psyche was much cleaner than he expected. Another miracle happened after all. Maybe Soda wouldn't have a...

"You've been through... a tremendous ordeal." Bahamut lowered himself to the cabin floor, which put him at what seemed to constitute eye level... given his lack of eyes. This wasn't the time to go through the details. "Your friends want you to recover." He glanced at Dave. "So, let's see if we...