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Whoa! Even though Harvard had seen an Illusion happening plenty of times in his life — and Blondie had a Zoroark, too, which pulled off similar tricks — he couldn’t help but marvel at those illusionary skills and tricks. It was fascinating, really — being able to look at himself through a...

Harvard held out a hand. “Now, I didn’t say anythin’ ‘bout goin’ easy. Just, well, gimme some time to get used to this body, aye? I mean,” he motioned toward his bottom, “I gotta figure out how to turn off me butt, too!” Harvard narrowed his eyes and nodded a few times. Hm, that was...

Harvard stared uneasily at the exchange between Lee and Kora. Something about what the Lycanroc said gave him a very bad feeling. Though, he had brushed the side of death a few times in his homeworld, he could probably handle whatever that new setting and those new people had to offer. ...Or at...

Harvard beamed a grin and showed a thumbs-up at Kora, appreciating the enthusiasm. Good, at least he didn’t leave a bad impression. He hoped that would have lasted long enough — making new enemies would be a very unwise move, so a leash he had to wear. “Well, there’s only one way to find out...

Harvard breathed out a sigh of relief. Good, so he wasn’t going to be the Goldeen out of the water, so to speak. Though, he wondered whether those other humans belonged to his same world or some other universe. Apparently, Blondie and Lass traveled across the Ultra Space or something (whatever...

“…Heh. Idiocy? Nothin’ I ain’t dealt with, really!” Harvard smirked with confidence. “Kickin’ butts’s my specialty. If ye need someone to teach a lesson or two, just call me, aye? I—” He grew alert when the dark embers rose from Lee’s body and reflexively held his hands in front of his face...

Harvard raised the other eyebrow, a puzzled look on his face, while his flame burned more vividly. “My, ain’t dat quite da reassurin’ news?” Harvard smirked, while a golden gleam seemed to be shining in his brown eyes. There was intrigue in those brown disks, mixed with a bit of amusement...

Harvard scratched his head, trying to make some sense of that bizarre situation. “Vernir, Gen, Gardeners, Overcast… ‘Kay, cool, gotcha. First time hearin’ o’ Overcast Village, but whatevs!” He crossed his arms, his face softening slightly. “So, name’s Har—” he paused when he felt fur on his...

Black. Stars. Some ringing, too. This was all Harvard could see and hear for a moment, dazed by whatever… thing happened to him. Then, he got a glimpse of a faint flash in his mind. A black wormhole, with dark tendrils coming out of it. His sister staring in shock at the emerging monstrosity...