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Zaria clashes with Ting-Lu. Howard fights himself. [break][break]

Unfortunately, the two are evenly matched. [break][break]

The elder has experience, but the younger is beckoned by a higher power. Fear seeped into the doppelgänger's bones long ago, imbuing the Craven with great power. Fortunately, it is still Howard Slayte. The admin is a man built on fear. There is much that can be tapped from such a font of emotion, but Howard Slayte is his own worst enemy.[break][break]

It's a good thing that he's fighting himself.[break][break]

"We were here once, almost a year ago, you and I." Howard's shouted between blows, sparks flying between the admin's halberd and the Craven's fear-stained limbs. "Crying... shuddering... thinking about the past."[break][break]

"Shut up." [break][break]

Doug struck at the Craven's head, almost cracking his neck. Fear, erupted from the copy's shadow, causing the bear to cringe back as primal instincts kicked in. Earth emerged from the ground in the form of a makeshift spike, almost impaling Howard and scraping against Doug's massive form.[break][break]

The bear howled in rage and pain. [break][break]

"The faces of the people on that island still linger before my eyes, like a bygone dream. Navy's face, too." [break][break]

"Be quiet!" [break][break]

Spikes of stone emerged from the ground. Howard dodged left, then right, then left again, avoiding them as he lunged forward. His blade struck the Craven on the cheek, drawing blood as his copy dodged away from the strike.[break][break]

"I thought that day would flow indefinitely before me, like a Relicanth's lifetime. That it'd never end." [break][break]

"IT WON'T! THAT MEMORY WILL NEVER END! YOU WILL RECALL IT FOREVER!" [break][break]

Maybe they were right, but... [break][break]

His blade swung forward again, with the intention of cleaving the Craven's head off. From behind, Doug's massive paw swung at the copycat's head with the intention of killing the false version of his trainer. [break][break]

"But that day will eventually end, and the memory will fade like clouds from the sky." [break][break]

Around the Craven's feet, ruin bubbled forth in anticipation for the end.

Navy [break][break]

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- March forward, squire.

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And the end comes for Doug. It would be a kinder fate, were it you that had to suffer. Pokemon, as they so often do, bear the burden of mankind’s sin. Ruin pours into the bear – ruin from your doppleganger, and ruin from his patron. It is a preview of the whole world as it will be, soon enough, should these creatures have their way.[break][break]
It starts in the soul, which means you see it in the bear’s mismatched eyes first. They corrode from the inside out, a cancer that spreads without recourse. Doug is walking dead. Doug is the damned, fighting on without realizing what’s wrong with him. Pokemon are pure things. He carries on, fighting for you, until his last breath.[break][break]
The collapse comes without warning. Doug falls, and his skin begins to rot. It peels away, revealing all the ugly truths bubbling beneath the skin. There is no soul beneath, no high esoteric wisp that leaves. There is meat, dying meat, and he dies for you. His dirge is the sound of a sword clashing against a bowl, again and again and again.[break][break]
Zaria, donning the hero’s name Cyan, tries to change her form. She shifts, or at least makes the attempt. She fades in and out. Not good enough. Not real enough. Not yet. Not here. The story grows stronger. Hints of a greater blade, a promise of victory, shine through the feather, but not yet.[break][break]
“Stay the course!” She commands. “Steel yourself, or he died for nothing!”

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Ruin reigns.[break][break]

It is an often misunderstood concept. Ruin is the rot in the bones of prosperity. Something can only be ruined if it is beautiful enough to fall from prosperity into 'ruin'. [break][break]

That is the true meaning of Ruination. [break][break]

Elisabeth, Jayden, and Penelope could only be ruined because there was something beautiful to mar. Yet that is not unique to them. Humanity is a beautiful species, and should Ting-Lu achieve its victory, its descent into despoilment will be the biggest tragedy to every afflict the world.[break][break]

"DOUG!" The bear collapsed to the ground like a piece of rotting meat. It is not like the Legendary Giant that Howard relies on, now. The light does not fade and the body does not go dormant. The eyes keep staring off into infinity, beyond a veil that no living creature will ever reach. "GET UP, PLEASE! GET UP!"[break][break]

"Do you know why you rely on automatons so much? Why Regice is your chosen tool? Why you chase after its contemporaries?" [break][break]

The earth rumbles and shakes with primal wrath, fear coating everything like a suffocating blanket. Even as Zaria wages her war, the knight is slowed slightly by the uncaring notion of fear. Even knights experience such emotions.[break][break]

Doug's corpse stares on, unblinking, as black mud causes the corpse to sink. [break][break]

"Because despite the fact that things must end, you'd rather they not. Flesh rots, bodies grow old and brittle, and nothing is left behind but imprints upon the land. You study ghosts, Admin Fox. Howard Slayte. Craven. Regice will never leave you. It will never cease to function. It will never bow to the ravages of time. It's like Ting-Lu, in that sense." [break][break]

A spike of stone railed through Howard's chest. Blood dribbled from his mouth. There had never been an easier shot for the Craven in its life. [break][break]

"There's still time. A fourth is not required at this step, but it expedites the process. You'll never have to experience death again. Life won't leave you. Shirley won't be dead anymore. Fear can ease that blow." [break][break]

"..." Howard clenched his halberd, though his grip was weakening. [break][break]

"When you cut your eye out to save her, did you think that flesh was weak then, too? I wonde-" [break][break]

The Craven looked down to see the halberd sticking through his chest. Howard took a deep rattling breath. Blood filled his lungs as he struggled to draw breath. [break][break]

"For her, I would shift the world. Begone. I will not be the fourth." [break][break]

The Craven fell into the sea of ruin and sank. [break][break]

"What you said isn't wrong, and maybe my path is one that walks the line of ruin, but..." [break][break]

Howard's eye flickered as the Void vanished from the world. [break][break]

"...dreams are all I have. Without them, I'm nothing." Howard's breath rattled as the stone spike disappeared. "Zaria, I think it's time to wake up from this one." [break][break]

Howard Slayte fell forward.

Navy [break][break]

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ROUSE THYSELF, RIDER.

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Far, far away, a voice called Howard’s name. It was faint at first, as he fell. The sensation of strong arms pressing against his chest grew. Somewhere far away, the red eyes of a frightful beast faded. That was a dream for another time, another place, a story that will never be told. Fate brought him elsewhere, charted a course that led him to a man who shouldn’t exist.[break][break]
“Howard. You need to get up.” That same old man shook him awake, breathless and stern. When he saw his efforts bore fruit, he stood and moved to the window. The very stones of the castle rumbled.[break][break]
“The castle’s under siege.”[break][break]
Navy took no shame in helping Howard dress, and the same was done for him. Armed and armored, they rushed to join Zaria up on the high walls of Hammerlocke. Waiting below the gate was an army of dead men. Their skin was rotten from decay, jaws slack. They wore old armor rimed with frost. Their blades, though, were sharp.[break][break]
Navy’s eyes fell across the army of einherjar. On the far side, ruinous sword in hand, was jayden cross. The last of the four had shown himself.[break][break]
“I thought I’d save you a trip, Navidson.” Said the Cursed, Bladelord of Galar. “Face me.”[break][break]
The voice carried across miles, spoken with a king’s might and a warrior’s certainty. It was a powerful voice, but it was not Jayden’s voice. Navy had never heard Jayden Cross speak, but he looked like he had seen a ghost.[break][break]
“I like his style.” Said Crystal, who raised her bow and fired an arrow. It flew across the battlefield, ‘til it was mere inches away from Jayden’s face. At the last second, he raised his blade and cast the arrow aside. “Nevermind. He’s going to make us work for it.”[break][break]
“Ever sallied forth from castle gates, Squire?” Zaria grinned.

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To say that Howard was even remotely ready to deal with jayden cross was a lie. He had just fought a marathon against the Void without the help of Navy, Crystal, or Vortigern. His body was refreshed, but his mind was dragging and his soul was weary. It was hard work, slaying the vindictive copy of yourself that took a different path. [break][break]

Had that even truly happened? It had been a dream, right?[break][break]

Yet Howard knew the potential of dreams. They were what had guided him to this point. They were what had guided his hand to bring down the Craven. Now, he felt the weight of that deed on his shoulders. He had liberated that karma, but now it was his burden.[break][break]

Conquering fear does not remove the emotion. It just keeps it in check. Cowardice turns into courage with the drop of a hat. As for Doug, where was he? [break][break]

Hadn't he...? [break][break]

Stop. He's alive. Find him after the battle. [break][break]

"There's no need to do that. He can't breach our defenses, and he lacks siege weapons." Howard gave Zaria a look. She seemed unusually cheery? Did she remember the dream too, or had the Cyan that had aided him been his own manifestation of the knightly companion? "We can ready our own defenses, and the-" [break][break]

A boulder made of ice flew over their heads and crashed into one of the towers of Hammerlocke's keep. It groaned and began to topple. [break][break]

Outside, a Dynamaxed Galarian Darmanitan struck its rotting chest, with strips of skin flying off as it did so. [break][break]

Jayden was the brunt of Rocket's military arm. Of course he knew war tactics. [break][break]

"Damn, he's smart." Howard hissed in annoyance, rolling his eye. "You ready, Navy?"

Navy [break][break]

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Michael Navidson

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Sheriff

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“As I’ll ever be.” He lied. It was one thing to face a queen, who armed herself with intel. Facing a witch burned his soul, but it did not venture such risk as this. Jayden Cross was a warrior. He was Rocket’s blade, and a king worthy of the crown upon his brow. A burning memory plays in the back of the Rider’s mind, a feeling from another lifetime.[break][break]
In a life where he drenched himself in hatred, Jayden and he were friends. Comrades. They fought the League together, believed in Rocket together. It was the tie that bound them. That life is not this one, and here they were enemies.[break][break]
They will always be enemies, he thought. When they met in the waking world of Hoenn, they would try and kill one another just as surely as when he rode forth from the gates. Even still, he drew his gun, held it high. People rallied around him with a cry.[break][break]
“People of Hammerlocke!” He shouted as he walked down from the ramparts. Another hail of ice rained upon them. The Rider did not flinch. “I’m not your King. Remiel Calcifet and his fellows are long gone. I’m just an old warrior.” He mounted Valkyrie, pointing his gun at the gate.[break][break]
“But I’m not gonna abandon you. There’s a whole lot of dead men outside that gate. If you wanna fight for your city, ride along with me. If not, get inside the castle. I’m taking that bastard’s head.”[break][break]
Far away, he heard scornful laughter.[break][break]
“I wouldn’t be so sure about that.”[break][break]
“Two more.” He said to Howard, to Vortigern, to Zaria and to Crystal. “Just gotta get through him and find the Void. The way to Wyndon’s almost open.”[break][break]
His eyes bore into Howard.[break][break]
Our way home.

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Their way home, to where Howard was a criminal and had likely killed the world. It didn't seem like a particularly worthwhile journey, but it was still his obligation to fix the mess he had made, if there was still time to do so. Even if he was a member of Team Rocket, even if he was uprooting the principles of this world...[break][break]

...he could ensure that it saw tomorrow.[break][break]

"Hell yeah, Navy. This is just practice for the big event!" Howard nodded and gripped his weapon with fervor. For once, his hand didn't shake. There was a debt to be paid in blood, and they would remove Jayden's curse from this world no matter the cost. "We'll beat them and salt the ground beneath their feet. That is your duty as a hero, Navy." [break][break]

His memory flashed back to Doug. His eye twitched. [break][break]

The dead told no tales. Jayden would be another body on the pile, if he wasn't dead already. Even as a king, the Cursed was a servant of a greater evil. Even when he had the choice to choose, he decided to follow the predestined outcome. [break][break]

Jayden and Howard were the same. Was that what he had seen in Howard? [break][break]

"Alright, let's get ready for battle." The admin turned to face the people of Hammerlocke. Many were retreating into the inner keep, but many were staying out, ready to fight. The guiding aegis of heroism and symbols emboldened mortal men, and they oft preferred a quick death to enduring misery. "PREPARE FOR BATTLE, HAMMERLOCKE!" [break][break]

The people roared in agreement, and the remains of the Magnificent Seven descended the battlements to prepare for battle. Above, boulders rained down on the city of Hammerlocke, crushing houses while the dead scratched at the walls. [break][break]

Howard mounted his Rapidash, and joined the city's warriors alongside Navy, Zaria, Crystal, and Vortigern. Where had their other companions gone?[break][break]

The gate began to creak open. [break][break]

"Ride on, Navy." Howard's eyepatch was frayed, revealing the Key Stone underneath. "I'll take the dead. You deal with Jayden and that cat."

Navy [break][break]

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Onward they rode, and well. Into the jaws of death, into the gates of hell. Their path forward was lined with the dead. Warriors from another land rose to do battle with Galar’s heroes. They swung their hefty swords up at the living, that they might be delivered unto Valhalla. The Pale Rider and his cohorts, backed by the good fighting men of Hammerlocke, fell upon them like a furious tide.[break][break]
A shot shattered a skeletal warrior’s head, scattering it like bone dust in the wind. A heavy blow from Navy’s axe followed, knocking one warrior into the next. Howard implored the Rider forward, forward to the enemy general. They had an army to cut through, Dynamaxed Pokemon to kill. Giants dominated the battlefield.[break][break]
The supermassive abominable snowman smiled down upon them. It blocked their way, throwing down avalanches upon them like a child might throw a baseball.[break][break]
Folk behind him died. They were crushed by the falling rocks. Their foe grinned at the carnage he caused, eager to be praised by his king once the battle was done.[break][break]
“Vortigern! Get in there! Up! Fight him! Give him heeeeell!” He shouted at his black dragon. Vortigern appeared, jetsmoke trailing behind him. He flew past the Dynamaxed Pokemon, past the battle, on to the general and his accursed weapon beyond.[break][break]
“Vortigern?” The dragon did not hear. Navy cursed, raising his chain gun. Steel shot rained upon the creature, chaining it to the earth. Unable to move, it rampaged against its bindings. Zaria appeared in a flash of cyan light, her blade alight with the power of a giantslayer.[break][break]
“I’ve got this!” She yelled. “With me, Howard! Go on, Navy!”[break][break]
“I’m with you, father.” Crystal fired arrows up at the eyes of the giant, blinding it as she rode by.[break][break]
Just ahead, a swordsman fought a dragon.

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The human tells me to charge. His arrogance amuses me. While the rest of them charge through the gates upon their steeds, I take to the air. I soar. Below me is some pitiful giant. Not worth my time. No, no. Someone here understands my heart. I wish to fight that human.[break]
I land before the enemy general. His eyes behold me, cold as a northern sea. Cold is dragonkind’s natural enemy. Cold is anathema to my kind.[break]
He doesn’t speak. What good are words? I simply feel the cool blade of a long dead warrior pierce my side. I roar, but not in pain. Upon my lips is a challenge. I have no great wings, I have no tail with which to swim. All I have are my legs, and my killing claws. With them, I am powerful. I am king. I am alpha and omega, and this swordsman will die.[break]
His bladework is magnificent. It kindles something in me I did not even know was there. Cold though it is, my blood burns hot. I am a blur, as is he. His cursed patron lounges like some useless thing, watching the battle. I see it in the human’s eyes: he does not want the creature to interfere. This is a battle between a knight and a dragon.[break]
None would dare break that sacred, intimate bond. One of us will kill the other. Until then, as fangs meet blade, we live. Truly live.

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Dynamax was an old friend by this point, familiar and nostalgic.[break][break]

He used the phenomenon often, using Regice as a mechanism to harness the power of Eternatus. It had worked well, and Howard had grown drunk on the power that it gave access to. He had been wary of it, fearful of it in a way that only a historian could be—context on a historical level.[break][break]

In one meeting, fern delaney, jayden cross, and BARNABY FINCH had crushed that fear and had indirectly buried Dewford in an unending blizzard that would kill hundreds. This was the legacy of Dynamax. [break][break]

Still, without Navy, this would be a hard beast to bring down. It was good that he had Crystal and Zaria.[break][break]

Gwyar Wledig's blade flashed, its black metal gleaming with alien mystique, hammered into shape by Galar's master smith. Aurelie Lefevre could not doubt the Mossdeep Gym Leader's skill if she bore witness to the weapon he had made. [break][break]

"I'll take the close blade! You take the far one! Have it fall away from the city!" [break][break]

An unspoken agreement between comrades was met in a way that only old friends who had traveled together could. It reminded Howard of the bonds between Rockets when he had been a nameless grunt with Shred and Grigori. [break][break]

For them. For Hoenn. For Rocket. [break][break]

A tendon severed as Howard rode past, and Zaria cut hers as well.[break][break]

Slowly, the beast began to fall.

Navy [break][break]

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Yes.[break]
Just like that.[break]
Hurt me. Cut me. Attack me. My claws skid along the edge of the dark knight's blade. Sparks fly, lighting up our world with verdant colors. I do not know this human's name. Knowing names is my human half's job. All I know is that he must die, and that we fight.[break]
They say that he is an 'avatar', one chosen by an embodiment of hate.[break]
I don't see hate in his eyes. Not like this. They're just...[break]
Sad.[break]
Don't look at me like that, human. Not with sadness. Burn your flame. Burn it bright. Consume yourself wholly upon the pyre of your rage. Give yourself over to this joy.[break]
That's right. Your blade finds purchase again. My scales are sheared off. I lean down, ready to bite you. You pivot away, but not quick enough. My teeth tear a chunk of your left shoulder. The arm beneath falls like so much useless meat.[break]
There it is. There's hatred. Rage. What thought drives you? Is it that you are maimed? Is it the pain? Come on, come at me again. You still have one arm.[break]
I'll let you try as many times as you need, until you slay the dragon.

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“Vortigern’s going to get himself killed.” Crystal observed. Even as she rode a Rapidash galloping across an open battlefield, she still sounded calm. One red eye closed, and she loosed an arrow. It fired across open air, taking a dead Einherjar in the hollow place where once sat a beating heart.[break][break]
“We’ll get there in time.” He assured his daughter, riding on. Stray shots cleared their path. Valkyrie blasted her way through with ghastly efficiency. Behind them, the army held the line. The giants above were beginning to titter, threatening to topple over the lines. Howard was doing his part. They had to fulfill their side of the bargain.[break][break]
Jayden Cross and Vortigern were two red blurs. Their blows destroyed one another’s bodies. Vortigern was missing an eye, and he hardly seemed to notice. Another strike from Jayden sent one of his claws sailing through the air, just before Vortigern bit off his left shoulder. Blood flew across the ground. Navy could hardly tell who was the villain and who was the hero of this battle.[break][break]
“Hold the line, Howard!” Said Zaria as their foe began to topple. It died as it lived, smiling. Skeletal warriors were crushed beneath its heel, sparing their forces. There was still more, more dead to kill, more Pokemon that threatened to Dynamax.[break][break]
Dead men pulled at Howard’s boots. They looked like Rocket grunts from the battle on the Resurfaced Island, empty eyes crying for answers. What did they die for? Why were they cast into this new life?[break][break]
The only answer Ironsides’s feather could offer them was this: in their second death was a reprieve. It was not the answer they wanted, but it was the answer given unto them by singing steel.

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As each one died, Howard chronicled their end. He made sure that each one was engraved in the mausoleum of his mind.[break][break]

So many had died for Regice to be put in his hands, and he was using it to raze Dewford to the ground. That was their legacy. That was what their lives had purchased. The key to Hoenn's legacy, and the key to its salvation. That, or its destruction. It was too soon to tell.[break][break]

Another broad stroke of the halberd brought down another group of undead. Cavalry turned the tide of war singlehandedly in this era. The undead could not compete with thundering hooves and roaring stallions, and Navy's set of Rapidash were a cut above the rest.[break][break]

They had been trained by the Pale Rider, after all.[break][break]

A Stonjourner covered in frost began to swell as it Dynamaxed. There were too many Pokemon and too many Power Spots. To make matters worse, stone was far less willing to bend beneath the knight and the squire's blows than flesh had been.[break][break]

"Fuck. FUCK!" [break][break]

The stone colossus brought down a mighty foot that shook the earth, causing Howard to almost fall from his horse. At the last second, he regained his seating. [break][break]

"What the fuck do we do now, Zaria!?" [break][break]

Howard lacked Navy's gun. There was no way to make it fall.[break][break]

Navy [break][break]

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POSTED ON Jun 18, 2024 5:56:54 GMT

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A stone was falling onto Zaria. She breathed in, taking in the scents of the battlefield. People screamed. Above her loomed death. Today was not the day she died, not when the fates of two kingdoms were in her hands.[break][break]
They called this hero, this Rider, the fighting master. Peering into one of the endless possibilities of the crystals that were now a part of her, she saw why. His body was indomitable. He simply wouldn’t quit. Cast in an impossible scenario, he’d strive to do the impossible.[break][break]
“I’ll figure it out!” She said as, without warning, she terastallized. Her horned helm took on the appearance of the fighting master’s grand crown. The stone came down upon her…[break][break]
…and it met her blade. It stopped, as if it had met another wall of solid stone. Grunting in strain, she saw the path to victory. Sliding her blade, she rushed up, jumping on top of the stone and running up sheer, smooth stone. Her blade flicked left, and flicked right. Close Combat was her brother’s style, but today she was the Fighting Master’s sword.[break][break]
She jumped on top, split its head with her own blade, and left it vulnerable. High on the walls of Hammerlocke sat soldiers manning catapaults.[break][break]
“]Now, now!” She cried to Howard, to those men, to anyone who could stand. “We have to buy the Rider time!”

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