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"Yes, Owen," Cynthian said with a smile if relief. "A strong dragon is a reassuring presence." "Yes, we shall," Cynthian said as her heart swelled. "As long as your words stay in my heart, I'll be strong enough to fight my own evils." Cynthian's eyes carried confidence and trust as she smiled.

"I'm... a bit scared, Icetales. Saying I'd volunteer to stay behind earlier... It was a result of that fear too," she admitted. If there was anyone Cynthian didn't hold her heart back from, it was him. "It already feels a bit lonely now that you've gone back to the other side," Cynthian tried...

Cynthian hadn't even understood the meaning of what she'd said, until the others had spoken up. Even evolution could not keep her from slipping back to her insecure self. Hey eyes lit up at their words, even the ones from Cabot's dark twin. "Yes... you're right. I... we—we're not alone!" she...

"As much as I'd like for all of us to be liberated from this place, it will probably not be possible to restore Arceus, Diyem and every one of us in the void lands from what everyone has said so far." Cynthian's eyes dimmed, and she stared at the ground. The patches of snow around her rocky...

"What if we're only nice enough to Eien to weaken her, but not kill her outright?" Cynthian asked, having been silent for a while. Her voice had a conflicted edge to it, but only because... "I know it means to love someone, and the fear of losing them to," she said, her ember eyes lingering on...

"Oh, that's amazing, Cuicatl!" Cynthian chirped, her eyes lighting up as she swayed back and forth. "That must mean you can see now, right? I hope you've been enjoying the sights of all the colors around you now." Cynthian chuckled, seemingly forgetting for a moment that they were in the...

"I am now..." Cynthian said. She had a faint smile, though hard it was to tell. "Thankfully, we aren't gone forever."

"Is Eternatus sapient?" Cynthian asked, followed by her drooping her petals and perking them back up. "What I mean is if they can understand reason, then perhaps they could be bargained with." Cynthian swayed to the side and perched on a rock. "Unless they're butt loaded with blacklight...

"I think Maple, the rest of God Squad and Arceus have a right to know," Cynthian said, her wispy flower body swaying back like a tree in a gentle breeze. "We cannot earn their trust by hiding things from them even if we think we're in the right." She paused, and her ember eyes dimmed. "We'd...

"As fun and dangerous as this journey has been, I'm still not sure if I have the conviction to keep doing this. I feel that I am better off staying at home than remaining here," Cynthian said. He proceeded to gulp down the last of his tea and placed the cup down with a clink. Unsurprisingly, he...

"No offense to your parents, but I think they're the ones crazy for not seeing how good you are at this. I personally think that one's passion is worth respecting. It's regrettable you grew up in an environment that didn't see things that way," Cynthian said with a sigh.

"You wanted to be different, huh?" Cynthian held his tea with a contemplative look. All his life he'd struggled to be just like his peers around him. He couldn't uphold his promise to join the guild with Nora, he didn't stick long with attending expeditions and he even had to receive the rest of...

"You have a nice place here, I suppose." Cynthian browsed the rows of earth in the soon to be orchard. "Are you making a garden? I could lend you a rose. I was a florist where I came from." The truth was that Cynthian had been missing the flower shop since he started being homesick recently...

"What happened with Maple?" Cynthian tilted his head for a moment and then his eyes widened in realization. "Oh, you must've been among the ones she cornered and... now, I shouldn't say more. You probably have bad memories from that experience," Cynthian said with a frown mixed with worry...

"Nip! So, it was you." Cynthian kept his half taken tea on the stool next to him and chuckled. "It seems I'm not the only one who thought to explore these pine woods." Some molten snow trickled down Cynthian's round head and soundless dripped to the ground. "Though you're better suited for the...

"Who's at the door, Mellow?" Cynthian asked, leaning his head sideward though he couldn't see past Mellow regardless.

Cynthian wondered who Mellow was talking to. He couldn't discern the voices as he quietly sipped his warm tea. "It tastes so good..."

The sunny day orb at the ceiling was a much welcomed change of pace after the frigid weather he had to endure outside. He had been so relieved by the wave of warmth upon entering that he hadn't even registered the person that pulled him in. "Th-thank you..." Cynthian said, still a shivering...

"WHY DID I COME OUT THERE AGAIN?!" Cynthian yelled to himself, his teeth clattering while his body trembled nonstop. He'd heard about the woods earlier through sheer happenstance and ventured out to do some exploration. Cynthian had told himself he could handle the weather, but how wrong he...