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    After Mac finished speaking, a small Litleo scurried forward. "You always beat me to the punch," he complained, but his jovial tone took the bite away from his words. Turning to look up at Arceus, the smile slid from his face as he remembered her earlier statement. His chest had tightened upon seeing the blue-haired girl get her mother to live, but that was just saving an existing life. Once they were dead... "I understand," Ari said solemnly in a continuation of what the legendary had said earlier. "To bring back the dead would be going against the Circle of Life. I was taught that much at home." His father, especially, as the God of Life's Disciple, had made sure that stuck, but it didn't make the fact any less painful. The mere memory was enough to bring on a wave of emotion that he could only hold back with some difficulty. Regaining his composure--because he was a prince, and that was what princes did--the Litleo blinked, straightening his shoulders. "What I wish for is..." before, he would've wished to be strong enough to make everybody proud of him, and he still wanted that, but he didn't think it right to get that through a wish. In the end, he was only as strong as he made himself. "That everybody in Pride Rock may live in peace," his words grew uncharacteristically formal as he drew himself up with rare dignity. "That the divide that stands between lion and non-lion goes away. But I don't think that's something you can wish for either." He smiled sadly. "That kind of result can only be brought about by gijinka working together to achieve it. At least, that's what I believe." His smile brightened, and he was the normal Ari again. "So in the end, I guess I wish for nothing. I guess I just came here and wasted your time, huh?" But as he walked back, he paused, turning around. "Oh wait! I did think of something! If you could repair the damage done to Pride Rock, that'd be great. Mom said they're still trying to repair it." His smile widened. "So I guess I do have a wish, after all." -- No bringing back the dead, then? I expected as much, but still... If Easter had a choice, that would have been his wish. To bring back the Eevee child...but perhaps it was for the best this way. They had been dead for years, after all. He was glad that Dora got her wish granted, though. He had been worried about how she would react once her mother died. At least Brooke is here and would've been there for her. And me too. Denku as well, perhaps. The Sylveon hung back till most of the others had been granted their wishes. Because he didn't know what he wanted. That was the problem. To be granted a wish...it felt so cheap. He had always done things through his own power, if one left aside the fact that most of his moves relied on the power of the cosmos, so technically... And I'm stalling. I honestly...don't know. Eventually, he knew he had to do something, so he stepped forward. "My wish...I don't know," he said plainly. "I still don't know where I'm going, or what I'm going to do." This was the most honest he had been in a long time. "But I don't think I want to just waste a wish either." He tilted his head, thinking. That Litleo had a nice idea. Repairing his home. For a second, he thought about asking that for Deku, but, remembering the proud tilt to the heads of the town survivors, he changed his mind. No, rebuilding is the work of ordinary gijinka. We take pride in producing results with our own power. Which meant that was out. So then something that would aid his goals? But he didn't even know what those were anymore. For the longest time, he had wanted to grow stronger, no, to be the strongest. But now that didn't seem to matter anymore. Protection, that's what mattered. But he still wasn't good enough for that yet either. If he wanted to be able to protect others, he had to train further. These last battles had shown him that much. So perhaps, going off of that, he didn't need to amend his initial goals that much. He had to become stronger so he could protect others. In which case, he could continue on the path he had set himself on all those years ago. "I think I know what I want now. I thought that I had been wrong before, in wanting to gain strength, but I wasn't. I just wanted it for the wrong reasons." He smiled gratefully at Dora, Brooke, and Denku, who had helped him to reconcile himself with that notion. And that last conversation with Nine had been enlightening as well. "So I will be stronger, but that's not my wish. Instead," his blue eyes lit up with mischief. "My wish is that you set aside some time in the future for a match. One of the best ways to grow stronger is to fight strong opponents, and I can think of no one stronger than you." He winked. Afterward, the Sylveon swaggered back to his place, grinning like the Delcatty that got the cream. Until he realized what he could've wished for, and his face turned as long as a Rapidash. Damn, I could've wished for a year's supply of sweets, or even better...limitless sweets! It was too late now though. Oh well. Getting to fight Arceus was a once-in-a-lifetime chance. He could get sweets anytime, so he had to just stay strong. No matter how tempting they sounded. -- Keanu knew right away what he wanted to wish for, and he didn't waste any time when he came up for his turn. "I want help," he said flatly. "Help to bring us," he nodded at Randy, Marie, and Nani, "back to our home, and help to fight off the Beasts that took it from us." He looked back up at Arceus. "Maybe it's too big a wish for one gijinka to make, but that's what I want. Other than that...well, I can't think of any other kind of wish." Maybe a girlfriend? But no, that wasn't really a priority. Though, speaking of wahine... "Actually, I thought of something. I'd like it if you could repair the damage done to Kalia's mind, though I don't know if you can..." But if the god could repair physical damage, then couldn't she repair emotional or mental damage as well? "I know it's probably hard to forgive her for joining in with the Godslayers, but I don't think she was in her right mind." Keanu turned to the other Alolans. "Kalia...you've heard of her, right? She was quite famous back on Alola. Well, she managed to arrive in Adarid as well, but unlike us, she was alone... And so she decided to follow that evil Houndoom, believing it was the only way to go back to Alola. I wasn't able to convince her otherwise, but I can't just leave her alone either. She's an Alolan, like us. It feels wrong to leave her like this." Had it been him who had washed up on Adarid alone, he was sure he would've turned out similarly. And so, he couldn't really blame the Sandslash for what she had done, even though she had almost killed him. Yes. They were going to go home to Alola. All of them. Nobody would be left behind. Epilogues ==== Ariel: The Wise ==== "Hey, um...Jabari?" Ari approached the Zebstrika nervously, hands clasped together. "I, uh, need your help with something. I know it's probably not right for me to ask you of this, after everything we've done to your people, but..." he took a deep breath, and then looked the former Godslayer in the eye. "I don't think I can do this without you." -- "Your Highness! I've been looking everywhere for you!" Zago panted. "I had thought the worst, but I'm glad that isn't the case." "Yeah, I'm glad to be back too, Zago," the Litleo smiled before his expression turned serious. He turned to the Zebstrika behind him with a nod. "Because there's a lot to be done." -- "They won't approve, you know," his mother said, eyes sad as she watched her son go through paperwork. He was far too young to be tackling such a serious issue. "I know they won't. But I don't care. They won't approve because it takes away their privilege," Ariel, formerly known as Ari, snorted. "Well, we all saw where that lead us. If you tell somebody he's not as good as somebody else because he wasn't born a lion, well, you're just lying to them. And I know this much: lying is bad. Because of that lie, my uncle got my father killed, and himself as well. The God of Life almost died too." He shook his head. "Jabari's working hard on his end. I have to uphold my end as well." "I understand," the queen smiled. "I'm proud of you, Ariel." "I know. Thanks, Mom." -- "We did it," Ariel turned to Jabari with tears in his eyes. "We did it." He held up the stone slate, admiring the writing on it as he turned it this way and that. "It's set in stone now. This is the new law of the jungle." "They're waiting for you," Jabari nodded. The scarred warrior's countenance had changed; the ice had thawed from his blue eyes and his stance had relaxed. To the side, his younger sister Dalia stood, staring proudly at the two who had just made history. "No..." Ariel shook his head. "They're waiting for us. All of us. I couldn't have done this without you, Jabari." He smiled sadly. "I know this cannot make up for years of oppression, but I'd like to think it's a step in the right direction." "You did what I couldn't do before...for Dalia," the Zebstrika said. "You're a true hero." "I don't know about that. I think if anybody here is the hero, it's you," Ariel said honestly as he turned to the former Godslayer. "Your suffering pushed you into the abyss, but you crawled your way back out of that, protecting me and the other children from that Lucario. Not just anybody could do that." "Yeah, accept it, big brother. You're a hero, and not just to me anymore, but to everybody." "Me, a hero?" Jabari looked disbelieving for a second, face turning serious as he mulled it over. Eventually, he nodded, mouth quirking into a small, genuine smile. "I think...I can start believing that now." -- The Pyroar stood at the tip of the rock that gave Pride Rock its name. Next to him stood Jabari, and to the side, Zago, Dalia, and his mother the former Queen Leah. On the ground below stood a multitude of gijinka. Lions rubbed shoulders with zebras, and giraffes stood at attention next to hyenas. While there were still some who kept to their own kind, they were the minority and not the majority. The lion's chest swelled up in pride at the sight. "Thank you, everybody, for being here," he smiled. "This day is an auspicious one. Not just for me as king but for you all as well. Today marks the first year anniversary since we implemented the Gijinka Rights Act. As you all know, this act marked a change in our history. A change for the better. Before, we were divided, but now, we are one. Lions do not stand above zebras, and hyenas are no longer considered outcast." He paused as the crowd cheered below him. "When this Act was first made, many of you were skeptical. Many of you thought that it couldn't be done, that centuries of hatred and prejudice could not be wiped out overnight. And you were right," his expression turned sober. "This is not the work of a single year, but a lifetime...no, many lifetimes. When this day has passed, the fanfare has died, and you return to your homes, you must keep what you have heard here in mind. Because equality is not made in glamorous speeches, but in the actions that we make each and every day." "When I was younger, I never dreamed that I would set my mind to this issue. For me, it wasn't an issue because it was normal. Well, that 'normal' is no longer normal. I say this: the new normal is equality!" another cheer. "And though I never dreamed that I would do this as king, now that it has been done, I couldn't be prouder. I say here and now, I cannot think of anything nobler, or more important, than what we all worked together to achieve one year past. What has been achieved is bigger than what a mere king could do. Because it is through all of your efforts that this has been made possible." As the crowd cheered once more, he smiled. "And though this day is equally small and insignificant in the grand scheme of things, I believe it should be celebrated. Because this day was when things started to move in a new direction for this land. Henceforth, this day shall be known as the Day of Equality." The people cheered, and the Pyroar's smile widened when he noticed a couple of familiar faces in particular among the crowd. They came. I'm so glad that they're here to see this. I wonder if Dad is watching from above as well? I can't help but think that he'd be proud of me, and what I've done here. And to think it had all started when he ran away from home. Though that choice had brought its share of sorrows, he couldn't bring himself to regret it, or the friends and family he made along the way. ==== Easter: The Guardian ==== "It's good to see you again, Dora. Sorry, Brooke couldn't be here. She's busy getting her shop set up right now. I'm here on her behalf though!" "Easter! Did you bring any candy? No, wait, I should get YOU candy!" "I brought some, you little scamp," Easter pinched her cheek--ignoring the nearby guard's look of shock--before bringing out a wrapped candy and presenting it to the Quagsire to take. "This is a Rare Candy. It's supposed to be super tasty and help you grow big and strong." "Yay! But we already saved the world do I need to get even stronger?" "Well, there's nothing wrong with being strong. And I heard it tastes pretty good too!" "Then I'll take it! Hey, hey, do you want to meet my mama?" "I think I've already met her, but sure," the fairy type replied with some amusement. When he saw the queen, he almost didn't recognize her, so different was she than the bedridden woman from before. Now, the woman appeared the very picture of health, with a regal bearing befitting her status as she smiled down at the Sylveon. "Easter! It's been a while. Thank you for coming to visit Dora. She's been a little lonely." Easter smiled back, the smile widening when he heard the Quagsire's confused sounds in the background. "I'm always happy to see Dora. And I'm pleased to see you're doing well, too." "Yes, I have much to be thankful to Arceus for. And to Dora, for thinking of me. I couldn't ask for a better daughter." "And she couldn't ask for a better mother," the Sylveon replied, tone slightly wistful. -- "Do you think...this is a good idea?" Morgan asked the gijinka next to her. Her big brother, who had, for her sake, decided to visit their parents in Northshore. "No, I think it's a terrible one," Easter replied flatly. "But I said I'd visit, and I'm not one to break my promises." He stared at the front door of the house he had grown up in as he shifted from foot to foot. "Oh, look, Lewis dear, the prodigal son has returned," a Flareon sniffed. Though she had aged much since the last time he had seen her, Easter knew her right away. There was no mistaking that disdainful expression. "Son? I have no son, Catherine," the Espeon at her side replied. "Just a disgrace for a daughter." The Eevee shrunk beneath his gaze. "Stop that," Easter snapped, moving forward. "You should be ashamed of yourselves. I don't care what you think about me, but Morgan loves you both and works hard for your sake. Can't you two see that?" "All I see is a disgraceful girl who chooses to associate with riffraff and ruffians. Not to mention," the man stared at Easter's clothes in disgust, "homosexuals." "Just because somebody dresses like this, doesn't mean they're homosexual," the Sylveon snapped. "I happen to be so, yes, but that has nothing to do with my fashion choices." "Regardless, you're not welcome here in Northshore. Leave, before I call the militia on you!" Easter stared at the man in disbelief. "It's been years, and you won't change your mind? At all?" "Of course not! It's obvious you haven't changed one bit since you left!" his mother cut in fiercely. The Sylveon shook his head. "No, you're the ones who haven't changed." He sighed. "I did expect this, though." He turned around, looking back. "All right, I'll go. But you should listen to what I said before about Morgan." "Get out of here. Now." The Espeon glared at the fairy type. "Come now, Morgan, let's get you inside. I cannot believe you. I knew we should've stopped you from associating with those Alolan savages from before. Ever since you met them, you've become so willful." The Eevee stared up at her mother for a few long seconds before shaking her head. "No." "I beg your pardon?" "No, I'm not going inside. I've had enough." Her lip wobbled. "I love Northshore, and the people here, but I want to explore the world too! I know that there's so much more beyond this town, and I want to see it! I'll come back when I'm done, though. Promise!" "You don't know what you're saying!" "She knows exactly what she's saying," Easter corrected. "So it's your fault!" Lewis snapped, whipping around. "I should've known you'd have put her up to this!" "No, this decision was all Morgan's. And it's your own fault for not realizing what your own daughter wants." Easter turned away from the pair, unable to bear looking at them any longer. "Come on, Morgan. Let's go." -- "You're sure of this then?" Easter asked, gazing at his newly-evolved kid sister. "Yeah," Morgan nodded. "I'm sure. I've grown stronger traveling with you and helping you fight legendaries--even if I usually get knocked out right away--but I can't rely on you forever. I want to strike out on my own. Maybe see if I can find Marie! You'd like her, she's super cool and awesome and--!" "I'm sure I would," the Sylveon interrupted. "Do you want me to accompany you until you find her then?" The Flareon beamed up at him. "Nah, that's fine. I told ya, I've gotta grow stronger by myself. And you don't have time to be getting off track anyway. Don't you have that delivery to make for Brooke?" "Ah, you're right," Easter frowned. "And I don't think she'd be too happy if it were late either." "See? Don't worry about me. You've got enough to worry about on your end." The Flareon nudged his shoulder. "Go on then. I'll see you sometime, big bro!" "Fine, fine, take care of yourself, all right?" -- Easter stared at the children running down the streets of the newly rebuilt Deku. Barefoot, and in ragged clothes that barely covered their skeletal frames, they looked as if one good gust would blow them right over. "Kinda sad, huh?" Brooke said, walking up behind him. "You'd think it's Thundurus's fault, but Deku's always been this way. A lot of kids get thrown out 'cause nobody wants 'em." She sighed. "It's not the worst. They'll band together, join a good gang if they're lucky. That's really the only way they'll survive around here." The Sylveon didn't reply for a long time. He couldn't help but see the faces of the children he knew superimposed over theirs. Dora, Fawkes, Morgan...if they had been forced to live like that... "The only way, huh...?" he clenched his fists. "I don't want to believe that. These children deserve better than that." -- Easter stared out at the waves from the crow's nest. Being back on the S.S. Showdown again with the old crew, even if just for a reunion, felt bittersweet. "I heard you turned down becoming a Disciple." A familiar voice called out from behind. Easter twitched, turning to the gijinka he had once thought of as his one and only. "News gets around." "Of course. It's not every day a gijinka completes the Chaser challenge, and then turns around and denies an offer like that. Why'd you do it?" "Because, I don't want to be the strongest anymore, John," the Sylveon said softly. "I have a different goal now. I want to protect others. And I think I found out how I'm going to do that." -- There it was. Easter stared at the finished building with pride. It had taken a lot of effort and money, but it was finally complete. The first orphanage of Deku, and perhaps Adarid as a whole. With this, those kids wouldn't have to grow up on the streets. They could hopefully live normal lives with people who cared about them. "Thanks for helping with this, Brooke," Easter said, turning to the Emboar beside him. "I don't think I'd have gotten this thing built and funded without you." Brooke wouldn't hear of it. "If anything I should be thanking you. The least I can do for those kids is throw some poke at someone who actually wants to HELP them." She gave him a friendly nudge. "I wish I'd had someone like you around when I was growing up. Kids shouldn't have to raise themselves." The Sylveon chuckled bashfully. "Ahh, well, I'm glad to help. I know this won't solve all their problems, and I can't help all the kids of the world, but, I want to help those I can." It didn't matter that he wasn't related to them. The blood of the covenant was thicker than the water of the womb, after all. He had seen that firsthand with his own parents. Hopefully, he could do better with these kids than his parents had with him. -- "Hey, ya 'aven't paid yer taxes. There's a fee t'own a buildin' in this area, see?" a thuggish-looking Arbok sneered at a young Teddiursa gijinka standing outside the orphanage. The child backed up, his eyes tearing at the corners, but he found he couldn't go any further, since the rest of the kids that had snuck out to play were huddled behind him. "Yeah, yeah, what bro said," a Weezing gijinka agreed as he flexed his muscles. "An' if ya can't pay, well, ya can just work the debt off!" "Or they can go back to what they were doing, and you can go back to what you were doing before you so rudely threatened my young charges," a soft, feminine-sounding voice said. The thugs turned toward the sound. The Weezing sneered. "Oh yeah? An' yer gonna make us? Yer nuthin' more than a--wow!" his eyes almost bugged out of his head when he saw who had spoken. "Woman, whaddaya say to leavin' this dump an' comin' with me an' my bro here?" The speaker, a pretty Sylveon, smiled at him. "Sorry, but I'm not interested. Unless, of course," she cracked her knuckles, "that outing involves my fist meeting your gut. Then I'll gladly agree," her smile turned even more angelic. As the two paled, she continued speaking. "Think of it this way. You're lucky Brooke wasn't the one that caught you two, or you'd be even worse off. Then again, I'd like to think I'm pretty merciless as well," she giggled. "By the way, I'm a boy. Idiots," the last word dripped with contempt. He turned back toward the children, a gentler smile on his face. "Go inside and wash up for dinner now, kids. This won't take long at all." -- "When I grow up, I want to be a princess like Cousin Dora!" "When I grow up, I want to run a shop like Auntie Brooke!" "Well, when I grow up, I want to beat up bad guys while wearing a dress like Papa does!" "Copycat!" "No, you are!" "No, you!" "All right, settle down, everybody. You're all copycats," Easter snickered. "No, we aren't!" "Get him!" "Papa, I'll show you how strong I can be!" The Sylveon chuckled as the kids stopped their squabbling, working together to dogpile him. His path had taken many turns, some he had never expected, but he didn't regret a single bit of it. He had finally found it--a purpose in life. His reason to live. ==== Keanu: The Wave ==== Keanu stared out across the ocean from his position on the banks of Northshore, singing softly to himself. "Somewhere, beyond the sea, somewhere waitin' for me...Alola stands on golden sands, and watches the ships...that go sailin'." "Are you thinking of home?" a familiar voice caused him to turn, the song cut off. Standing there was Lunala, expression wistful. The Raichu was certain his expression matched hers. "Ae," he affirmed. "I can't help but miss it, after all. I know Arceus said she'd help, but..." "It's normal to doubt, and normal to hope," the legendary replied. "I too, worry that we might not be able to return." "Well, if we do return, then home will be a sight for sore eyes, that's for sure." He had grown fond of Adarid, even with its strange culture of fighting, but it wasn't home. Home was where the heart was, and his still lay in Alola. -- "There it is," Keanu whispered to himself from his position on the bow of the boat. "Home." His eyes began to water, but he blinked away the tears before they could form. It wouldn't do for the others to think he'd gone soft or something. Not when he'd already proven to be one of the weakest of them all. Passing out not just once, but twice in that battle against the Godslayers did not do good things for his rep. "I didn't think I'd get to see it again," he said, turning to the others on the boat. "Alola, in all its glory." It looked almost like a cloudbank resting atop the waves, but Keanu knew that was no cloud, but an island, and one of many. But just because he could see it, didn't mean he could return there. Not permanently, anyway. They had to first fight to reclaim the land from the Beasts that had taken over. His expression turned pained. I have to be ready to fight and face the Beasts that killed my family. Honestly, he wasn't sure he could do it, but it was too late for second thoughts now. -- The fighting was harsh. Keanu dove out of the way of a blast of energy, turning and firing back with a Thunderbolt. Panting for breath, he ducked behind a crumbled building. This is hard. Harder even than the Godslayer fights. At least then I only had to fight one enemy at a time. And I had others with me. He had gotten separated in the melee. A rookie mistake, but nobody ever said Keanu was skilled at fighting. He was no Randy, that was for sure. And there's another attack. Great. His position revealed, the Raichu jumped, using his psychic powers as extra leverage, and narrowly avoiding getting toasted in the process. He leaped onto a wave, toward the Beast that had just attacked him. Thankfully, he managed to hit, and he jumped down, kicking off of his opponent in the process. Just then, he froze, a prickle of fear running through him. What did I miss? A flash of light at the corner of his eyes caused him to turn, seeing a beam headed straight toward him. It was too close to avoid and too powerful to survive without major injuries. And then a storm of Swift stars arrived, redirecting the attack so it sailed past him instead. "This is not the first time I have had to save you," a blue-haired Sandslash hummed with some amusement as she landed at his side. "And it won't be the last time either," Keanu quipped. "Indeed," the woman nodded, holding her hand up as long claws grew out from it. "Shall we?" her face twisted into one of aggressive glee as she let out a manic laugh. "Those fools will rue the day they thought to challenge our might!" "Er...ae. Exactly," the Raichu agreed with less enthusiasm. "I'd really hoped Arceus would be able to cure you entirely, but I guess that was expecting too much," he muttered under his breath. "What was that?" the former Godslayer asked, distracted. "Nothing." "Good. Now let's tear these Beasts apart!" she giggled, the sound giving Keanu chicken skin. And not the pleasant kind either. How was it his luck that every single wahine he met since fleeing Alola was frigging terrifying? Even Marie had gotten scarier than when he last saw her. "Ae. Let's. Go, team." Once again, he couldn't help but thank Arceus, both literally and figuratively, that Kalia was on their side this time. -- "Guess my good looks are ruined," Keanu said as he glanced down at the bloody wound on his chest. "Won't be able to go around shirtless anymore. Minamina nō hoʻi. Too bad." He popped a Sitrus Berry in his mouth, ignoring the throbbing from his injury. He had grown used to that by now. At least his fighting skills had improved. Though there was no way they wouldn't, with the amount of fighting he had had to do. It was a nonstop battle for the most part once they reached Alola. And then, when they grew tired, they retreated back to Northshore. It was a pattern that the electric type had long adjusted to. Gone was the handsome youth with a lazy smile. In his place stood a man and warrior, body crisscrossed with scars and hair cropped close to his head. He'd had no choice but to cut it like that after it had caught on fire from one of the Beasts' attacks. His eyes were piercing and oftentimes glowing an unearthly blue through the usage of his psychic powers. But this was the choice he had made back then, that day when the four of them first fought the Lucario. To stand and fight, choosing to risk injury and death over safety and running away. For the longest time, he couldn't understand why his family had decided to give up their lives as they had, but now, he could. He had learned that some things, such as ohana, were worth more than one's own life. "Mom, Dad, Kai, I hope you're proud of me," he muttered. "One day, we'll win Alola back. And when that happens, I'll mark a gravestone for you all. I don't think I'll be able to find your bones, sadly, but I can at least hope you all made it to the other side safely." Keanu blinked, sending a Thunderbolt to the side where a Beast had been attempting to sneak up on him. Sighing, he backflipped to avoid an attack, touching down with one arm, balancing precariously for a second before flipping back to land adroitly on the ground. "Break time's over," he said as he summoned a large wave of water with practiced skill. "Time to fight again." And he would keep fighting. Again and again, as many times as it took to take back his homeland. The Raichu's expression softened as he turned to where the others were. The only reason he had made it this far was because of them. His ohana. Without them, he'd probably have given up. But because they were here, he could take heart and keep going. Ae. I chose to ride this wave, and I'll keep on riding it till the end.
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    Tsubasa snickered a bit as Yumi had nearly missed the target, but quickly switched to a whistle as she managed to knock the can in. With a smile on her face, Tsubasa said, "please, this wouldn't be fun if I was able to show you up so completely." The girl paused for a moment and thought about it. "Alright, it might be. But I'm always down for a challenge. Besides your quirk isn't the only one that helps with accuracy." With a wide smile on her face, she had a "watch this" expression on her face as she picked at a few more scraps of trash; three in total were on her trash poker. Taking them off, the girl then quickly stabbed at one of them, and flicked into the air, launching it there. She repeated this process for the next, two, now having three airborne pieces of trash. Jumping towards the first one, Tsubasa's foot effortlessly hit the trash and knocked it forward. Landing on one foot, the girl swiveled and spun around, kicking the second piece had fallen in front of her. Then, keeping the momentum of her spin the girl kicked off her one foot on the ground and kicked at the third piece of trash as it fell. The cat girl landed on her hands, her legs doing a split mid air before falling back down to the ground. Pushing herself back up to her feet, a wide smile formed on Tsubasa's face as she said, "so how about that? My quirk might not be as literally flashy as yours, but I more than make up for it. Three points all at once." Only two had actually landed in. Waiting for Yumi to do her thing she said, "but I'm surprised, you know? That your all pin point accuracy and stuff. I thought you more like," the girl made a finger gun motion with heavy recoil saying, "baboooom! That kind of thing."
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    The meteors that fell exploded with such force that none of the others could get near without risking injury. They all could just watch as the last of the draconic energy rained down on Kura. Tearing up parts of the ground and creating a cloud of smoke and dust that obscured their vision of the result of the attack. It soon cleared away however and they could see the crater where Kura lay. As they watched they saw his arm twitch. And then he grasped the ruined ground beneath him and started to push himself up. Holding his upper body off the ground by his arms. Spittle and blood dripped from his mouth and hissed upon contact with the ground. His lips were curled back in a snarl wide enough to show all of his teeth and his eyes were wide open and crazed. Slowly he started to get back to his feet. The columns of flame that had erupted earlier diverged their path to intercept those who tried to approach as he got to his feet. Even standing his arms hung loose and his back hunched over. As though he could hardly bear the weight of his own body. Still he looked up towards the rest and spoke, with blood still dripping from his mouth, his voice hoarse. "I won't accept this. With all the power I feel burning inside me you should be nothing." He winced and pitched forward. The Houndoom caught himself before he landed face first into the ground. "No." He growled. "No...it can't be. This wasn't all of it. There must be more! I know there's more of the Creator God's power to be used!" He snapped his head up to glare at each of them. "You forced my hand...I have to bring it all out. Every. Last. Drop. And then you all will be burned to ash!" The dark flames grew even larger suddenly as Kura began to shout. Fire arced from his body and began moving around haphazardly. They all could see something happening to Kura as this happened. His skin began to crack and from it they could see the same dark flame underneath. With a pained roar Kura surged to his feet as the a geyser of flame erupted by his feet and surrounded him entirely. Moments later the rest of the flame, the walls and the columns, started to converge around him. Obscuring him entirely from view. And covering up his own roars, or were those screams, with the roar of the flame. And then the flames faded away. The walls of fire died down. Now simple pits of regular flame along the trenches they had been originally contained in. And Kura's body was gone. All that was left was a pile of ashes. Which were soon blown away by some strange gust of wind. Silence. Stillness. The unnerving feeling from before had faded away as the last traces of the leader of the Godslayers were scattered. An energy formed where he had been. A grey glow that none of them could look at for long before instinctively looking away. The glow traveled across the room and ended above the pyramid of light where Arceus was still kneeling, not moving. The glow seemed to be absorbed by the pyramid which faded away soon after. They could see the glow disappear into the woman who, moving for the first time that they had seen, let out a sudden gasp. She looked around blankly and got to her feet. Taking several unsteady feet she wound up standing before all of them. Her feet shuffling and her eyes unfocused as a sleepwalker. And then the glow erupted around her, causing the rest to shield their eyes until it dimmed to a manageable level, and they could see life returning to her eyes. Arceus opened her mouth and looked at each of them. Her gaze piercing down to their very soul. She seemed to come to a realization and as this happened tears began to form in her eyes. The woman, Arceus, the Creator God, then bowed her head low. "I am...so sorry." Her voice was soft but they could all hear it clearly. As though she was speaking directly in front of them. Directly to them. And as she spoke none of them could focus on anything but her. Without raising her head she continued to speak. "I have wronged you, all of you, across this entire world. Long ago I formed this world. Filled it with life. Nurtured and protected it. Yet even still...as time grew I became more distant from my creation. I saw the violence and hatred that was growing and knew not how to stop it. As I watched them all fight each other, kill each other, I lost hope. It is no excuse but the void I felt in my heart was unlike anything I could ever describe. I lost my will to continue. The only thing left holding together this world was the shell of my body. I don't know how long I spent in that void, the concept of time meant nothing to me anymore, and while in this state the world deteriorated more and more. So much that even those children I chose to watch over this land started to share my apathy." She stood up again and her eyes were kind, yet mournful, as she once more gazed at the group. "I had given up on this world...But now I see how wrong I was. There may always be those who wish to cause pain. But just the same there are those who are willing to fight for this imperfect world." She smiled. "You had strength where I did not. Without it I do not think I could have awoken as I have." The smile faded. "You've done so much despite me abandoning you. Nothing I can do will ever make up for my mistakes. But I wish to try. I shall rejoin the world and look after its people. Not as an apathetic observer, nor as a ruling God, but instead I promise to work alongside all the inhabitants of this world and do my best to correct the wrongs that happened over these many years." Arceus's Theme She closed her eyes and took a breath. When she opened them they glowed with a powerful energy. "And to start I must reward you. The noble Gijinka who came all this way to protect your world. Come to me and speak your wish and I shall grant it be in my power." She hesitated and her eyes passed over several of them, including Ari, and she said "Even my powers have limits. I cannot bring the dead to life. But I shall do my best to see you justly rewarded for your brave actions." The first to approach was Dora. Not quite as strongly affected by Arceus's aura she waddled her way forward to stand in front of the woman. "Don't be sad. Everything is alright now!" She proclaimed. Causing Arceus to smile warmly. "Um...you said you could give us a reward?" She hesitated. "You see...my mama, she..." Arceus nodded and placed a hand on the girl's shoulder. "She is sick? Yes? I see...you wish for her health. She is very lucky to have a kind daughter as you. I hope my children can find in them half the love you have for her even after..." The woman closed her eyes and a slightly pained expression came to her face. "Yes...I see now. The one who bound me brought a sickness to your home...Using stolen power at that..." Her face screwed up in concentration and then she relaxed. "Your mother shall be fine, Dora, she is growing healthier by the second." The Quagsire somehow knew that the woman was telling the truth and let out a cheer. "Did you hear that? Denku, Easter, Brooke, mama is going to be okay!" Smiling, Arceus looked around and her gaze settled on Mac. "You're being so quiet. I can tell that is unusual. Do you not have something you wish for?" The girl hesitated. She scratched at the back of her head awkwardly and gave a short laugh. "I, uh, I didn't really think about it. To be honest all I really want...is to keep traveling around. Fighting and getting stronger...er, but maybe not any more of this world ending stuff for a while." She glanced away and thought some more. "I guess, maybe, could you make sure my parents are okay even with me not around? And the people of Oasis?" She thought for a moment more and then her eyes widened. "Oh and can you fix the tree? Some creepy old guy burned it down before I left town...Everyone liked that tree for some reason." Mac's voice trailed off as Arceus chuckled. "That I can do easily enough. If you're sure that's all you want." "Oh! But, uh, this whole helping everyone thing doesn't mean we can't fight against the Legends still right?" Arceus shook her head. "I couldn't stop them if I tried. They do love to show off after all...In fact I may be able to convince more of them to rejoin the world as well. I'm sure you'll have quite the line to wait for however." Mac nodded. "Then I'm all good. So..thanks, for, well, making everything...and all that." Mac grinned at Arceus. The Creator then looked to the rest. Waiting for the next to make their request.
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    Kio was furiously rummaging through what seemed to be endless waves of trash, shoveling troughs of the stuff into his lone trash bag. It was starting to rip at the seems, so he'd have to get another one soon. Ten thousand pieces of trash weren't going to fit in a single bag, no matter how hard he was shoving. Tying a knot to close of the trash bag, Kio went to wipe his sweating brow. All these different types of things to pick up required all kinds of muscle groups, this was such a great workout! "I gotta do this on a regular basis." He thought aloud. That's when he heard the sound of a failure approach him Fastly approaching him with purpose was the tool from his class. Kio's appreciative demeanor now turned to a blank slate as he looked on. Was the guy running away from yet another one of his responsibilities, just like he had in their last test? Whatever. If he wasn't going to do his even more challenging task, that means Kio could fill in his shoes. But that girl he was with...she would be left with twice the hard work. The thought alone was tempting enough for Kio to once in his life skip out on something hard to do. That in itself was a challenge. He smiled, waving to Yasha. "Yo~! What's up Tool Man?" Kio asked. "Wanna be of use for once in your life, and like, turn into a trash compactor or something?" Kio swung the hulking sack of garbage over his shoulder. "With your help, I could condense all the trash I throw in it, making it a little easier to stuff 10,000 pieces of junk in a bag." Kio stuck out his hand, as if putting a contract out in front of Yasha. "What do you say?"
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    I'm the kind that abandons ideas 30 seconds after having them. Let nothing ever be complete. A complete disaster. Oh, the quiz? I'm also a Dreamer.
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    Takehiko rubbed his chin as the newly introduced hero introduced herself and asked them to perform beach cleanup. That wasn't so bad, he hadn't planned on swimming anyways! He nodded along to a few of the topics she brought up. After she sent them off he made his way over to the water, wading through it and using his clones to check for anything dangerous. "Alright, once we're in deeper water we're going to practice breath training as we go, this is a perfect oppurtunity to train for rescuing someone underwater!" He gives a grin, wading into the shallows along with his clones. Every once in a while a clone would suddenly flounder and go under the murky depths, never to rise again. After about 40 seconds or so, Takehiko would let out a deep sigh, "OKAY, REGROUP. WASN'T EXPECTING THIS TO BE AN ISSUE FROM MULTIPLE OF YOU!" Takehiko's clones would gather around him, watching as he pressed his hands to his nose, "When you are grabbed by an -incomprehensibly- small crab, thinking it's guiding you to it's nest, do -not- follow it. Thankfully your idiocy in this case is useful for breath training, BUT STOP LETTING CRABS -ACCIDENTALLY- KILL YOU. YOU ARE GIANT MONSTERS COMPARED TO THEM, ACT LIKE IT! AND FURTHERMO-!" Takehiko blinked, looking back towards the beach as he saw the student known to him as Sun dragging a truck to a mountain of garbage, "Hm, something interesting might be happening..." He maneuvered himself over to the truck, completely ignoring his clones now, "Yo, Sun! You got a truck from somewhere? There's still some wildlife stranded in the shallows over here, think we could use the truck to transport them out of the more wasted parts? If we clear it enough we might be able to yank out garbage through a net and not have to worry about catching wildlife."
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    Kura was nearly brought to the ground with the force of the Emboar's attack. With his knees bent he stood in a crouched pose with Brooke's foot at the back of his head. Still he kept himself standing despite the mighty blow. Blood trickled from the back of his head and the rest would notice it seem to hiss and smoke as it came out of his body. With a snarl he grabbed onto Brooke's leg and shoved her backwards. Dark flame erupted along his arms and extended in thick, whip-like, tendrils. He swung those in two separate arcs and forced the other Gijinka to back away to avoid the attack. Even Nine's Flash Fire would be useless in absorbing these flames. Kura stood and they could see his eyes had changed. Now looking like nothing more than black pits. One that threatened to absorb all light in its inky depths. "No!" He shouted and the ground started to erupt into pillars of dark flame. "I didn't come this far to be beaten by you. I'm forced to admit you have some strength but it's not nearly enough! I have the power of the creator god at my fingers! I can feel it eating away inside of me! Once I absorb Arceus completely I will become a God among Gods! Even as I am now I'm unmatched by anyone! Especially if this is all you can muster!" "Then it's a good thing it isn't, okole!" BGM Kura turned to see a towering wave of water erupting from one of the trenches. On top of it rode Keanu, standing on his tail and surfing atop of the water. Kura snarled as he saw it and flung his arm in its direction. His flames shot out to meet the wave and struck it dead center. Usually when flame hit water like this the fire would be put out. Yet Kura's flame was too strong for that. Instead the water was being cleaved in two and separated before it could reach the leader of the Godslayers. Keanu dove off to the side and Kura's gaze flicked to him to see what he would try next. But then a small figure came running out from between the wave. Ari came charging in. His body glowing with power that came from his many adventurers through this land. Power from the connection he had with his friends. With his max power Return attack Ari slammed his shoulder into Kura and knocked the Godslayer backwards. Growling Kura gathered up flames and blasted Ari with them. Sending the lion cub hurtling backwards. He suddenly turned again as a shining pink orb of energy came launching towards him. Originating from Easter the Sylveon who had taken the chance to fire a powerful blast. Without much time to react Kura reached up and grabbed hold of the energy. He grunted as the Fairy energy sent pain through his arm. Yet it seemed that he had stopped the attack. Until the orb exploded and knocked Kura further off balance. He stumbled backwards and clung to his arm which had scorch marks from the Moonblast. But he didn't have much time before another attack hit. This one weaker than the others. A Water Gun hit the side of his head and, due to being off balance, almost bowled him over. The flame hounds that he had employed before went for Dora and encircled her. She was shoved down to the ground by the flames but that didn't stop her from attempting to shoot another jet of water at Kura. The Godslayer gathered up flames in his fist and was about to finish the Quagsire off when he suddenly spun around. Just in time for Mac to plant a kick on one of his shins. Wincing Kura didn't react before Mac brought a fist up in an uppercut. With another growl he shot the flames meant for Dora out at Mac even while stumbling back. The girl darted backwards as the flames nearly overtook her. "You're up!" She shouted.
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