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“Still, that would imply that thou would be kept around to rend the fabric of space for us, Sir Bahamut,” said Icetales, staring at the dragon. “And if these ‘gods’ truly would be so hellbent in removing us from this world, then they would do so in such way that we won’t return. And, well, I...

“Now, now. I was not implying that we should stay quiet about this whole plight, but I reckon that we should first sound out the terrain and make sure that those fellows won’t be the ones who will throw a ruckus.” Icetales wrapped his tails around his body. “Because, well… If they will be...

“…I cannot deny that there is some truth in that. Howbeit, we must use the upmost tact and be extremely cautious in relaying the news to them. The very fact that they showed — or at least, one of them did — some signs of hostility should be our forewarning. There is no telling of how they would...

A myriad of thoughts were floating in Icetales’ mind, his brain working non-stop to assimilate all the information. So, Diyem was some entity called Dark Matter. He had heard that name floating around in this brave new world, but was an unknown threat in his own world. If there was truly a Dark...

Marowak from Marowak Dojo… What a surprising discovery! He would have never guessed. At least, in that regard, their worlds weren’t much different. Perhaps the new world was a little more retrograde compared to his own, but the other elements made him feel almost like at… home. And for that, he...

Icetales was chilling by some kind of empty room, grooming his tails with his claws while summarizing what he had gathered from random passerby: some tidbits about parasites called ‘shadows slugs’ or ‘shades’, vague mentions of a certain ‘God Team’ and ‘Team Spice’, and rumors of some force...

Icetales shrugged. “…Heh, touché, I guess.” He took a swift look at the two sleeping Pokémon: Astrid was hugging her pillow, lost in the depths of her dreamscape, while Curio had a… neutral expression? Or angry? Maybe sad? He couldn’t really tell with those dark markings on her face. He nodded...

Icetales cocked an eyebrow… or at least, he would, if he had one. That shining fellow always had a witty comeback ready, huh? “Hmph! If that were indeed true…” started Icetales, before beaming a playful smirk, “then wouldn’t all worlds be swarming with kits and cubs, good sir?”

So, Icetales learned a new fascinating thing about himself… he hated flying. One moment he was safely anchored to the floor, and the next moment a giant beak caught him by his tails and took him to the skies, at hundred of meters from the ground and with his paws flailing. Well… he couldn’t...