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"No, we won't," Goodra said gently. "This is just to help you rest while you recover. You can't move around too much, alright? We were told that you need lots of rest."

She found something worse. "Okay, m-maybe kid is fine," Owen said, looking down. "I don't want to come off like I'm ready to dry up in a coffin or something..."

Owen's flame crackled a little, and he smiled nervously as he stood up as well. "H-hey, c'mon. Just because I act youthful doesn't mean you get to call me a kid," he said. Then, with a joking laugh, he added, "You can probably add a zero to your age and I'd still be older!"

Owen tried to hide how much that struck true for him, and he was doing a bad job at it. "Y-yeah," he said, nodding. "That's... I know a little bit about how that feels, and it's awful, isn't it? To be honest, I..." He wasn't sure if he should say it, but he had already gone halfway. Why not...

More clarifications, this time for roleplaying! Shadows are similar to Radiance in terms of corruption amounts, and they follow the same thresholds. So, when you're thinking about your Shadow Moves, follow the same rules as Radiance would. Additionally, just like Radiance, you become the Shadow...

"It seems like it manifests a little differently for everyone," Owen said. "I guess that's only natural, since it feels like our Radiance has been doing some crazy things, too. Sometimes their Shadows are kinda just floating there, maybe acting like an extension of you, and other times, like...

The flames were regulating. Charmander like him were open to a fault; it wouldn't take an empath to figure out how they were truly feeling, even if they wanted to hide it. Owen knew this, too, and he hoped one day he could properly control it so nobody was always looking at his tail for how he...

Cosmog sighed, but then looked back to the Zygarde. "Where can I find books about this world's recent history?" "Well, that would probably be just down that hall, check the modern history section," Zygarde offered, gesturing down the right path. "Help yourselves! Be careful with your usual...

"All right. We'll take care of that," Goodra said disarmingly, keeping Zane down. "Now, why don't you sit still for a little while? I'll make sure you're taken care of and safe." Her tail pressed against some button under Zane's bed, but it would be too difficult to notice with everything else...

"Khhh..." Leg approached in the dim light and circled around Cynthian a few times, looking him over with her usual curiosity. Then, satisfied, she slid to the back of the room and settled there. "...Home... yes..." A particularly strong breeze pushed further the covering on the window that had...

Perhaps it was a trick of the eye, but there was another pair of pinpricks just ahead, only for a moment, like it blinked. The door creaked shut behind Cynthian, and something shuffled around ahead... A little while later, it seemed to get a little brighter. The windows were all covered, but...

The shuffling eventually stopped, and the door creaked open, revealing nothing but darkness and two pinpricks of light, like eyes, staring at Cynthian. Then, those lights faded, but the door remained open...

While gardening, Cynthian would likely get the vague sensation that he was being watched, somehow. Little, subtle noises came from the house, though it didn't seem like anybody was inside...

The northwestern portion of Destiny Village was dedicated largely to restricted-access residential areas and environments. High-ranking international guild officials, mortal and immortal alike, lived here, and that included God Squad. They all lived on the same road as neighbors to one another...

Pitter-patter of something small and four-legged echoed in the quiet library. Then, he got onto his hind legs and craned his next further to get a look at the visitor. "...Oh! Goodness, you're... hmmm... Bahamut! Right, of course. I've heard a lot about you!" It was a Zygarde, canid in...

"...Oh, oh dear," said Goodra, frowning as she placed Zane back onto his bed with a hint of firmness. Despite her delicate and soft features, she was surprisingly powerful. "I think you still need to rest, Zangoose. You're seeing things and you seem really out of it."

Owen tittered at that, rubbing the back of his head. "I don't really know," he said. "I guess it was heavy, but I only have my perspective for it. T-to be honest, actually, er... that... my Shadow, I mean, he... he wasn't really doing what I'd've expected a Shadow to do to me. I gave up, back...

The southern area of Destiny Village held one of the largest buildings in the whole of the city--a great, white building with brick-red markings and designs along the perimeter. Library of Arceus, considered the greatest library in the whole world, was there--a collection of knowledge, tomes...

Owen patted at his chest, like that would somehow help, and then looked back at Curio. "Well, he kind of always was, in a weird way," he admitted, poking his claws together. "He's... someone I used to be. That I kind of... tried to get away from. To be a different person. It's... it's a long...

"A library..." The word was familiar to him. Some normalcy. "Yes. I would like that. Some peace and quiet."