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The other mew shook their head. It was absolutely Kora's fault. He was recklessly irresponsible and deserved to be put in time-out. They were thinking of trapping him in a Trick Room box to slow him to a crawl.

"What the actual fuck?" Nero just stared at all of the nonsense incredulously. Horror stories or not... this wasn't how mimikyu worked. Not from what he remembered, anyway. Mew poked their head up and raised a tiny hand. A pink glow projected out. An attempt to restrain the mimikyu with ESP...

"Oh my god I ended up in a world that parallels mine," Nero said. Well, it had to happen sooner or later. "I can probably recite this world's history." Mew snickered.

Nero ignored the chanting. He didn't have any items to throw at the dumb zoroark. He just trotted through the fog with Mew laying on his back, bouncing with every step.

Mew bapped Jesse's snout again. If they had a bar of soap, they'd shove it in the delphox's mouth.

"It depends on the world, actually," Nero said. "Planet I'm from only had a single lucario for a while. And the species had been extinct for the longest time before that."

"Mew?" Wait, was this weird-looking delphox reading their mind? Their mind? With no permission? Well, that wouldn't fly. A scolding bap on the nose, followed by a flash of blue in Mew's eyes. This delphox fellow would soon find whatever connection he'd formed up cut off... like a telephone line...

Bahamut had actually been experimenting with something, but it wasn't panning out. And more time wouldn't change that. "... very well."

Still clinging to Jesse's fur, Mew blew a raspberry at Lee. The grump was ruining their ship already.

Bahamut shrugged. "Then perhaps it is just trapped somewhere, leaking out corrosive energy like a broken faucet."

"I doubt we're here for world-saving. Don't presume anything," Nero scolded. Mew teleported toward the newcomer and rubbed their fur. It was delightfully warm. "Myuuuu~"

"Unlikely. If that were the case, one of these so-called deities would've sensed or seen something by now," Bahamut said. "If I were a betting 'mon, it might've gotten trapped under the planet's surface. No idea how deep underground it could be, but I wouldn't be surprised if it's burrowing...

"If such a creature existed, it was devoured by Eternatus long ago," Bahamut said. "Eternatus is a living paradox. It has an entire realm inside of it that defies the laws of nature themselves. Time does not pass. Space works on a whim. Daemonic spirits claim to 'protect' the realm from...

"Well, I can't say if the eternatus here is like the one back home." Bahamut sat on his haunches and looked up. "I can safely assume it isn't, since the one plaguing my world is the sign of a moon." He shook his head. "Regardless, Eternatus warps space and time around it. I don't think it's...

"I see the shade has selective hearing," Bahamut said, clicking his tongue. "I said technically. I traveled to far too many worlds where selfish humans and pokémon alike tried to capture me or use me for my power. The worst offender was a crime syndicate on one of my universe's Earths. Same name...

Bahamut's eyes and core reddened. "He and my wife were killed by a delphox sorceress. Someone who... I thought I could trust. Who was supposed to be a teammate. We technically shared the same trainer." His gaze fell to the ground. There wasn't much more he wanted to say beyond that. "The other...

Chapter 10: Dungeons and Dragon-Types Cold. Coarse. Yuna's hands brushed against rough ground that was as frigid as the stone floors of her parents' castle. She opened her eyes. A pile of gray sand greeted her. Yuna lifted her head. Sand streamed down from her horns. The dreepy looked around...

“I was not aware he evolved.” Bahamut honestly hadn’t been around Silver since he had pushed the necrozma away a while back. “Nor do I know what you’re referring to. I was under the impression cosmog evolved into one of two beasts. One which greatly resembles what I look like now. “My son died...

"I'm aware. People don't come here to wander around this place unless they're me." Bahamut's core and eyes turned yellow. "What do you want?"

Despite his bulky frame, Bahamut had gotten good at the art of remaining so perfectly still, he wouldn't even make a sound. One of the few benefits to a broken form was giving off very little light. In the past, he could be easily spotted by anyone. Now? Not so much. He had wanted to avoid any...