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“Yeah. It’s how I was made.” Nero looked down nervously. “And a source of power in… my real body.”

“Oh.” Nero’s ears drooped. “I’ve been helping with the recovery efforts, so I’ve only gotten to meet your ninetales with the funny accent and Bahamut. But I don’t want to impose if you have somewhere to be.” Even with a Potluck, he figured most folks wanted to steer clear. “The Cibus I remember...

"And so, in conclusion, those are the flaws I can identify in your thinking about Eternatus and why it behooves you to take a different approach." Nero took a piece of paper in his beak and added it to an exceedingly large stack of papers... that he had written himself. He flicked a tiny pair...

“Yeah.” Polaris shuddered. “Eternatus wants to break free of Bahamut’s dimension. When it does, it can go after every world in every universe. Cibus, Cabot’s world, the various Earths. Nowhere will be safe.”

Polaris winced. “Pleo… that’s not a good idea.” It shuffled uneasily. “I don’t know how much Cabot told you, but the dimension Bahamut comes from is not a nice one. If I opened a portal there…” His voice trailed off.

Chapter 22: Courting Disaster The Crowne Court had one main chamber and two accessory chambers. Naturally, given the high-profile nature of the trial, the main chamber was chosen, with its high-arched ceilings and stained-glass murals at the back of the room depicting Queen Calliope flanked by...

“I have no idea.” Polaris wiggled his pom-poms. “Maybe as I get older and stronger? Bahamut could rip portals that take him across the universe.”

"Mmm. Hope." Bahamut slid down until he was lying on his back. "Right. Well, good luck stopping your moon laser." <><><>

Bahamut shrugged. "Perhaps you have a somewhat morbid sense of humor."

"It's a movie about idiot humans getting killed by extinct pokémon they brought back to life using fossils," Bahamut mused. "Probably don't have movies in your world."

"I mean, it's just very large. And empty. So, if you can't teleport it'd take too long to get anywhere," Polaris mused. "But cosmog can open up wormholes to cross the galaxy."

Bahamut harrumphed. "You sound like that one scientist character from Prehistoric Park."

"Average pokémon. Average human. Depends on the planet." Bahamut shrugged. "And there are many that have life. Life which evolved over time thanks to nature, not some oversized gogoat stuck in a fence."

"If they even exist," Bahamut said. "Many do not. And never did." He tapped his chin with his tail. "Off the top of my head, there are no Arceus, Dialga, Palkia, Giratina, Ho-Oh, Regis, Groudon, Kyogre, Uxie, Azelf, Mesprit, Heatran, Kyurem, Xerneas, Yveltal, Celebi, Jirachi, and Darkrai."

"... tch." Bahamut went back to looking at the tree. "I'm sure it's not easy to understand, but not every universe was forged by gods. Or is watched by those Overseers or whoever that brought you here. Some realms are simply a product of nature. Exist in states of entropy." He slumped back. The...

"Uh, no. It's just dark. And blue." Polaris chuckled. "Space is empty. A vacuum. The team needed Arceus' help because people with lungs can't survive in it." Though this Pleo was a familiar, so he didn't have lungs, right? "But you'd be able to survive. Because you're like me and Bahamut. No...

Bahamut frowned and looked away. "... accidents. Daemons. Humanity's hubris. Take your pick."

"Legendary?" Bahamut shook his head. "That concept doesn't exist where I'm from." He flicked an upper wing. "Regardless, you have a team, so you can focus on complementing one another. Or something."

"A burden that often accompanies power, I'm afraid," Bahamut said, bowing his head.

Polaris looked around. There were lots of brightly-colored rocks with various water-types swimming around them. Oh, there was even a milotic! Quite the rare sight. "It's kind of like space," Polaris said. "If space was, y'know, more colorful. And populous."