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"Huh." The true definition of godhood: turn a fucking person into ice cream. Dave smirked a little. He tilted his head, looking at the symbols, trying to make sense of them. At least there were some rules to this. He glanced at Nero. "What about your body? It looks like several Pokémon mixed...

Chapter eighteen, in which I bring back that Scyther and Charmeleon thing from chapter eleven. Remember that? Guys?? Chapter 18: Enemies Forever Dazed and still in shock, Mark made his way along the tube. At the end, there was a second door; in order for the water not to flood inside...

"I mean, it's science, the whole point is understanding what's going on and why. Gene editing is done using an enzyme with a synthesized strand of RNA attached that binds to the correct spot in the DNA sequence and then cuts the strand, plus a DNA template that the cell's own DNA repair...

"Huh. So you can't go to every universe, just the ones in that network? I guess that makes sense." And was nicely limiting. At least he didn't have to imagine the possibility of the fucking space cops showing up one day back home. "So this alchemy shit," he said after a moment. "What does that...

...Right. Necrozma, portals. Why wouldn't they be casually traveling between universes. No big deal. "Funnily enough, one of the long-term goals of my research was making Pokémon healing work for humans. Not exactly there yet, though." He paused. "So, what, you just sort of randomly portal from...

Dave raised an eyebrow. With legendary ascension being a thing in Cibus, it wasn't that strange all things considered, but the idea of a human turning into a Vulpix and then somehow from there into a fucking Necrozma was still batshit on the face of it. "What's he do with the legendary power? He...

Jeez. "Guess I should've seen that one coming, huh." Dave exhaled through his nose. "I'm human. You don't have humans in your world, do you?" It was hard not to automatically picture Nero's creators as human, even when he'd said it was similar to Cibus, and Cibus had people like Chip. Pokémon...

"Great. Good. You're not out there blowing up planets. That definitely helps." Dave paused, thinking back through the conversation. "What about, uh, your main creator? He just die of old age while you were sealed, or what?"

Dave broke into a laugh. "You fired the gods? Just, sorry, you've been demoted? Fucking amazing." There was a cheerful thought, that there were universes where you could just do that. "And what, did you replace them, or just poof, godless universe now?"

Logging like ~1 hour of writing?

Dave raised his eyebrows. "To take down a god?" Okay, fine, he did want to hear this. He sat, cocking his head at Nero. "And what, did you do it?"

Dave winced. "Oh. Jesus. What, why'd they create a weapon? Some Giovanni-like ambitions going on, or what?"

What the fuck. "Unown...? Are you not a Silvally over there? Because you look like several other Pokémon stitched together but none of them are Unown." Dave squinted at him. He couldn't exactly identify what the components would be, but for one thing he clearly had bird talons (Skarmory...?)...

Dave glanced down the street. Fine, it wasn't like he was in a hurry to get anywhere. "Okay, let's back up a bit. Your real body as in, the one in not-Cibus, your original world? Your world has alchemy? Like, transmute lead into gold alchemy? And it works?"

Dave tilted his head. "...Alchemy?"

Drinks with Kora went okay. He wasn't exactly about to sit there getting hammered with him of all people, but one beer, fine, and he was left feeling a bit less restless by the time he headed home. Along Parfait Way, he eyed Bahamut and the Potluck lookalike from the Miracle Matters engaged in...

Dave narrowed his eyes at Kora. 'Really nice'? "Well, okay. I don't know what kinds of humans you've been around, but I'll take it." Drinks or lunch? It'd been like five seconds since Kora was dripping darkness at him, but okay. "...Tell you what, sure, we can get a drink." At least he could...

"Okay, Jesus, sorry for taking you at your word. When you're telling me all about how great he was the whole time he was alive, what the hell do you expect. If he actually sucked, then great, congrats, join the Terrible Dads club, it's pretty densely populated up here." Dave clenched his jaw...

Dave kept a wary eye on Kora. "...Didn't you say your dad made modifications to himself, and then they were passed on to you by some mumbo-jumbo means when he happened to have kids? Kinda sounds like he wasn't exactly out to make things like you." But it wasn't like he even knew anything about...

"What." What on God's green Earth. "Blueberry, but what the fuck are you talking about. I'm not your fucking dad."