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Regrettably, it seemed Bahamut was in his element. "Contrary to empty mortal platitudes, time does not, in fact, heal all wounds. A wound to the soul can be grave enough to fester and eat away at one's being until they become laser-focused on a reality that cannot exist. As for the rest..."...

"Unlikely," Bahamut said. "I think it far more obvious he wants the current Arceus' powers surrendered to Cola, who would be far easier to subdue thanks to that stunt you lot are mentioning." He shook his head. "An idiot. That blithering fool fails to realize those who aren't prepared to pay a...

"Absolutely." Bahamut was as stoic as ever. "When one believes that they've lost everything, it's only natural that they will turn to power. Absolute power."

"I struggle to believe that a powerful psychic would fail to realize they were sucking face with a planet for stars only know how long, but that's the joys of Eternatus for you." Bahamut sighed when hearing Soda come up. He tightened his grip on the shade as thoughts of clichés danced around the...

Bahamut finally noticed the change in Joule's demeanor. But he wasn't going to move and risk and the shade squirming free to start preaching about the glory of Eternatus or whatever rubbish was kicking around in its nonexistent brain. No, he'd have to do it the psychic way. "Your mate will not...

Bahamut hadn’t been with it for a while, but from what he could tell, the team’s lucky streak had finally run its course. They failed at their goal of rescuing Eternatus. It was something that hadn’t really happened. Even with Joule they succeeded, though it required temporary sacrifices. The...

“Just leave it to me,” Bahamut growled. “I’ve seen the inside of the guy’s soul. As for getting back...” Bahamut slammed his shade into the ground and stomped it into submission with his right leg. He clapped his upper wings together and a single ultra wormhole opened in front of the team. “I...

“What?!” Bahamut glared at his shade. He wrapped it around the neck with his tail and lifted it up. “Why didn’t you say something earlier you ignoramus?” “Kh hhh.” The shade wheezed and snorted. “And deprive you the chance to witness it for yourselves? This new development... it’s far too...

"Aha ha ha..." Bahamut's head tendrils shrank. He slowly turned to look at his shade. Its helmet was... melting away to leave a face much like Potluck's, but slimier. "Aha ha ha haaaaaa!" The shade sucked in a sharp breath. "Ha ha ha ha haaaa!" A sickly purple spread over his hollow eyes. "So...

“What the fuck happened? Where is Eternatus? And Maple?”

Bahamut's body rippled. The ethereal light twisting in ways in wasn't meant to as he tried to keep the portal open. This corrosive aura he felt on the other side... how familiar it was. "What the hell are you all doing? None of this will mean a thing if you let yourselves get trapped in there...

The Tree was shaking even more. “Idiots! Get yourselves out before this place blows up or something!” The shade sat on its haunches and appeared to sniff at the air in spite of its heavy helmet. “Perhaps they’ve witnessed that divine love for themselves.”

It's for the best. It's for the best. It's for the best. Bahamut floated in the Tree's entryway. Ever since the fiasco at the Worldcore, he had been in some sort of fog. The Tree must've reacted to it and with how much he had probed it trying to get a sense of what was going on, he'd gotten...

Logging three sets of writing challenges based on time written. Please auto-buy whatever Shield and Heal upgrades I can afford at my given level.

“No struggle is endless. There will always be something that shifts the balance of power until a measure of finality appears.” The shade’s eyes turned purple. “You think things are rough for the team, but they are persevering regardless. Either the blacklight will surge to an unfathomable level...

“Struggle builds character. Simplicity makes things boring,” the shade wheezed. “Monotony breeds indifference. Those who are indifferent will never find their hope.”

Chapter 16: The Red Planet Compared to the fortress-like Crowne Court, the nearby rail station Yuna floated back and forth in front of was… underwhelming. Heck, calling it a proper station wasn't right. There were no ticket kiosks or fences to keep people away from the tracks. Not even a...

"Specific energy?" Bahamut didn't bother making eye contact. "Bah, that's hardly helpful. Every foe we've fought have managed bizarre techniques that don't seem to line up with what they should be capable of." "Isn't it so interesting?" The shade practically disappeared and popped up right next...

“The team was accosted by a bodyless soul when fleeing the Worldcore,” the shade rasped. “It wants them to get it more power. Which makes it a new development. A new hurdle for Cibus to strengthen its resolve.” Bahamut frowned. “This fool thinks it’s the soul of the mewtwo under Giovanni’s...

“Huh?” Bahamut’s head swiveled around. “Just put whatever it is down somewhere.” He gestured vaguely with a wing, then swiveled his head back. “Do you have any alternate theories?” The shade’s eyes flickered. “Don’t be rude to your guest. She looks as though she’s gazed upon Death. Which...