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“During this era of...” Celeste hacked and coughed, like he was going to cough up his lungs. He must’ve suffered some kind of internal injury from the corrupted higher being who’d beaten the snot out of him before holding another seemingly equally corrupted higher being hostage. “Peace?”

Celeste drifted back into consciousness and opened his eyes... The pain was awful. The fight had felt like an eternity... but now he was surrounded by his teammates. “I... I’m back. Is everything... fine? Meringue?

To say Celeste had been clinging onto consciousness would be a generous description. He had, at best, been in and out of consciousness... Though it had been much more out than in. However, he was lucid enough that he was able to take advantage of Bahamut’s distraction to pry at Darkwhite’s grip...

“Huh. Mind if I tag along? I haven’t really been there yet, though I probably ought to.”

“Ever the optimist, huh.” Celeste hadn’t even though of how the hatchlings could imprint onto people. That idea was terrifying. Someone controlling a higher being? He shuddered.

Celeste burst out laughing. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t l-laugh. I-It’s just. A hatchling higher being. The idea is just... just adorable. I love it! I wonder what it would be like to befriend a tiny Ho-Oh... Heh, our higher beings are immortal, so I’ll not get my hopes up. “I guess I somewhat...

Celeste was awestruck, his mouth hanging agape. “You... You’re friends with a higher being? Or, a “protector,” as you’d call it. Huh. I... Well then. Here I was thinking it was neat just to have met one. Heh, you really are something special.” Something about it nagged at Celeste, though. How...

Celeste slowly blinked. “Wha? I’m afraid I don’t remember that, no. That sounds rough... “What’s it like being a sailor? Being on a vessel out over endless water...” He shuddered. “Sounds like a frightening occupation. I suppose it explains why Lugia is so important to your world, though. Heh...

“Oh, does your world consist of... mostly water? Huh. Sounds frustrating. I suppose sailing a common thing, then? That certainly would make Lugia more important, that’s for sure.” Fascinating. Celeste wanted to ask everyone what their worlds were like now. All these differences piqued his...

“Yes, we have a Lugia. Not many care much about the domain of sea-storms, but sometimes you get a seafarer or something who cares enough to follow Lugia. They’re best known in costal towns.”

Celeste laughed. “Well, it’s hard to know much about someone who hasn’t been seen by mortal eyes in all of recorded history. Either way, hardly anyone follows Dialga because of that. Dialga gives nothing to their followers, doesn’t even acknowledge them. Weaker higher beings with lesser domains...

Celeste nodded in the negative. “I’m afraid I can’t help you there. Dialga... isn’t in my area of expertise. Not that it makes much of a difference, anyways. Their own followers hardly know anything.”

Celeste was taken back by the sudden question. He didn’t really remember mentioning them, and he certainly didn’t know much about them. “Oh, hi. Dialga is a higher being. One of the most powerful, supposedly. They’re the embodiment of time itself, and... nobody knows much about them. Or, in my...

Celeste’s eyes were wide. “I need to hear this story sometime.” Even if, if he was judging their relationship correctly, it would probably have a romance subplot, but he was used to that. As long as the rest of the story is good, it wouldn’t bug him much.

Celeste stared in surprise at the thing Nameless had just disgorged from Balm. “Woah. How did you know that would work? You really know your stuff, I guess... You wanna jar this one up, too, or are we just going to try to destroy it?”

“Turf was... not well. Her body was warped, she was coughing black smoke... and Surf couldn’t tell. None of the locals could see it at all, only the members of our group. I tried to heal her, and then... she attacked. She was much stronger then she should’ve been. It took a half-dozen of us to...

Celeste happened to be blinking as it all went down, and thus missed most of what happened. “Wait, why did Jaro use Leaf Blade? What’s happening in the bushes?”

Celeste laughed. “More powerful company? I don’t know of any at all.”

“Hello there, Cabot and Cy... Cynthian? My name is Celeste, for the record. Nice to have a chance to chat with you two. We hadn’t really gotten the chance before. “It’s nice to see you again, too, O Nameless One. And you, Maple, of course. You holding up fine after getting hit in the bluff? Not...

Celeste followed the sound of whistling to the beach. Seeing as he needed to blow off some steam, the beach would be a nice place to hang out for a bit. Already there were Maple, Cynthian and... the nameless one. Hmm, Nameless One sounded like a cool nickname for him. If Nameless refused to...