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The darkness reached its peak in Diyem's hands. He had, admittedly, waited longer than he needed to, perhaps as a final gesture of gratitude for everything that they'd done for him. Saved Eien; saved him; saved the world. And... perhaps helped him learn a thing or two in the process. He could...

"Make it a good one. It won't be changing." Owen was already taking on a more heroic pose, wings stretched, chest puffed out, eyes shining. He looked like he'd leapt straight out of one of his comics.

"I hope the same for you, y'know," Owen said, nodding at Nate. "I don't know much of the details... or any of them, I think... but it sounds like you could use a little luck back home, too. But, hey. Out of all of us, you dealt with the Blacklight and didn't even fully evolve. That's probably...

Owen smiled, but then something cold landed on his snout and he blinked. He saw Cal in the far distance, having finally stopped to come back. She was watching them go. Because of course she'd have the will to come back to see it all through, to the very end. He smiled, nodding at her, and then...

Owen nodded, undeterred by the line of questioning, and he even smiled a little at the joke. "You're already prepared," Owen said. "More than I'd ever been for the other times I lost my memories. This is the best way to lose them. But also remember... the life you have when you get those...

Owen nodded, giving Dave a firm look while Flesh sniffled and trembled against Dave. "And you know what, I don't want you to give up the fight that's happening in your world, either," he said. "To me, it sounds harder. But you seem stronger, too, in a way that I'm not."

"That won't be a problem," Diyem said. "If what you explained to me is true, that husk would have already dissolved back to your world anyway. However... Thank you for the warning." Diyem paused. "By the way, I recently learned of a new hell for you. Someone posted many of your favorite...

The ghostly Zoroark looked almost pained, but he disguised it with a smirk at Dave. "Hmph, yeah, yeah, go on and get your pack of smokes," he said. "...Fuck, I need to find someone else to have mozzarella sticks with now. Damn. Just realized that." He rubbed the back of his head, then looked at...

Cal grinned up at Bahamut. "No worldbusting this time, though. Got it?" Diyem eyed Rocky and Nate, but ultimately rolled his eyes. He likely already knew. Fathers like him had a talent about that sort of thing, apparently. But whatever aftereffects it would entail, it wasn't enough that Diyem...

"Hey, don't feel too bad," Owen said to Bahamut. "Cal told me all about you guys. Relayed everything. You're gonna do great, y'know? So, hey, don't forget us, okay?" "Our connection might be," Diyem said, "but only slightly. I'm still your father in the end, and that means something...

Everything was finished; any affairs the team may have had, all of their obligations, their worries, their business. All was over, whether they wanted it or not. Diyem was in good health, but he could sense that soon, their tenuous hold to their bodies would start to break down. Diyem wouldn't...

Cal stretched her wings and flew off, waving back at Bahamut. She seemed to be in good spirits. Troubled, but perhaps more mentally for others rather than herself. In the end, she really did take a lot after Owen...

Cal nodded. "Yeah. Definitely. Want them to be ready for it--only h-have a week, too." She hesitated. "SO, um..." She was thinking about someone else. "Bye for now, alright? I, uh, gonna spend some time with Dad and stuff."

"Hmph! Watch! One day I'm gonna grow up to be the best girlfriend ever! Or maybe even a boyfriend! You never know. I can be anything. I just like this body." She stood up, sighing. "Well... Anyway, uh. To be serious, I'm--I'm still glad that I can hang around and stuff with you even after this...

"Yeah, I guess you aren't. Actually, what type are we?" Cal poked at her cheek, going straight through to the other side. "Ghost? No, I don't think so... Shadow? I mean, maybe, but..."

"Hmm..." Cal nodded. "So, does that mean we can date? You know, hypothetically. We can go... have a... candlelit dinner. With meteors, or something. Or stardust. We'll invite Toast as the best mon!" Cal nodded. "That'll give Pansit something to think about." And some studying for Cal to look up...

Cal hummed in thought. "You know, that is kinda true, isn't it?" she said. "Polaris is sort of my siblings, but so are you. So does that mean you're my uncle-brother? Or does that make Polaris by nephew-brother?"

"Y-yeah..." Cal looked down. "...Well. I hope the other person you're from can find... some way to..." She sighed, shaking her head. "Well, hey! You have a family here, now. Something tells me we're gonna be a lot harder to get rid of." One of her embers shrank, like a wink.

"Yeah..." Cal sighed. "I guess I should go and see how the other Void Eternas are doing. They're probably gonna take it pretty hard. I mean, some of them. It's, like, all our parents just have to go away, you know?" She glanced at Polaris enviously. "You're lucky in that way, huh?"

Cal giggled. "Guess that means it's something that happens in a bunch of different worlds," she remarked, then sighed. "Well, anyway... Look, uh..." She rubbed her cheek. "I kinda just came here to see how you were doing and stuff. With only having, y'know, a week left before they go."