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She was another brick in the road to ruin, a building tool to fashion a human’s end. She was the poison that turned drinks sweet. A nightmare that walked at your side while you were fully awake.
“I’m a friend.”
Lunala stroked the woman’s hair. Course ends caught on her nails, snagging the ends of her skin. Did humans never learn to care for themselves? No, no matter. Comfort was important now. If Lunala desired, and if the human proved malleable enough, maybe then Lunala could play the doter.
“It must have been so hard, what led you to such a state. It’s all right, dear. I’ve heard your prayers. I’m here for you. Now, who ails you?”
Who. Who hadn’t crossed her? Hisahide was the natural answer, but he was dead, free from consequences. But he’d never have been able to get as far as he did without help; she thought of the nobility that he’d paid off to look the other way, the common people so gullible that took his generosity for real benevolence. Even the other warlords, so preoccupied with their own troubles that they’d never once thought to suspect him for what he truly was.
And every one of them believed it was her fault. Every single one, save for this woman. Dirt and ashes gathered under Ruolan’s nails as she scraped them across the floor, her hair still hanging over her face.
“Everyone.” Her voice was a hoarse rasp. “This is their fault. This whole fucking kingdom, they’re the ones who did this.”
Wonderful.
That's how it always was. Humans blamed everything but themselves. Their own involvement excused because it was the lesser evil. Someone else made it happen, spilled the secret, expected too much. No, it was never their fault.
“Poor darling.” Lunala held the woman closer, letting her rest her head on Lunala’s chest. Lunala’s heartbeat, her breathing, her voice. That was all the human needed to listen to.
“How terrible of them, to force their woes and blame on you. You’ve tried so hard, I know. And in return they give you rot and ruin. I’m here to remove it, darling. To make you shine bright as you deserve, so they will know what you truly are.”
“I know.”
The words spill out of her mouth before she can stop to consider them. Lunala had no idea how right she was. Had it not been for Cosmog, she would’ve been swallowed up by Necrozma in that parallel Alola.
“I’m sorry that we have to ask for your help. There… there is no Lunala left in our world. You’re the only other one I’ve found. And even if Cosmog gets stronger, they won’t be able to face Necrozma alone. That’s part of how this whole thing started to begin with…”
No, human, you really don’t.
Lunala is only entertaining this because of the Cosmog that vouches for the human, and Lunala is helpless before her children. Otherwise the human would be dead before Necrozma had a chance to do so itself.
“I won’t lie,” she lied like a liar, “the flattery does tingle me. Even if it comes at the expense of others of my ilk. You have my aid, little human. Necrozma does need to be stopped at all costs after all.”
@rebirthofchaos
Character Name: Cosmo “Mo” Alignment: True Neutral Race/Species: Dragonborn Class: White Mage Status: Main Party Stat Overview: HIGH: MAG, MDEF, SKILL; MED: LCK, DEF, SPEED ; LOW: ATK
STORY
Mo joined the party early on under the guise of a human mage. From a large family boasting of more siblings than they can count, Mo found themselves separated one day through events they struggle to recall. In the party dynamic, Mo’s a helpful young scamp who tries their best to get along with everyone. Their curiosity sometimes gets in the way.
If they feel safe within the party, Mo will eventually tell them their true dragon nature. Depending on the actions of the party, Mo will be pushed further towards their dragon or human heritage. Less of a bad vs good end and more whichever Mo feels will make them happiest and they can do the most as.
ABILITIES
Your usual Final Fantasy white mage spells. Depending on if you’re weak to dragon abilities or if you have an affinity for them, Mo’s spells will give you an extra boost or...hurt a little? Why do the healing spells hurt?
QUESTS
Here There Be Dragons: (Requires High Affinity with the party to unlock) “Mo has something to tell the party. Speak to them the next time you make camp.” At a high enough friendship level, and if the party is one it’s safe to have dragon heritage in, Mo will reveal to the party their true species.
O Mother, Where Art Thou?: (Main Quest, advance the story to unlock) “Mo heard rumors of a familiar woman in the last town. Help them investigate?” For all that they enjoy traveling with the party, Mo misses their family. They’ll jump at the first possibility of finding them. Unlocks the Main Quest “Bring Back the Light”.
@rebirthofchaos
Character Name: Stella Luna Alignment: Evil Race/Species: Dragon Class: Caster Status: Enemy Stat Overview: HIGH: MAG, MDEF, SKILL, SPEED, LCK; MED: ATK, DEF
STORY
One of the boss battles of the main quest and Cosmo’s mother.
Bring about the downfall of humanity? Don’t mind if she does.
Stella has seen many things throughout her long life. Many and most of which involved humans tearing the earth apart in their greed. So, why not do something about it? Don’t think she’ll go easy on you because her child’s there. If anything she’ll be looking to pay back how you’ve lied to them.
ABILITIES
Hushabye: Puts its target to sleep immediately. Don’t fall on your own sword. Nightmare: Traps a sleeping target in a vision of their greatest fear. Target must make a successful save to overcome the effect. Waking Nightmare: Traps a non-sleeping target in a vision of their greatest fear. Allies will be seen as threats in vision. Target must make a successful save to overcome the effect. Poison Swipe: Get close enough to attack her in melee? Mind her reach.
QUESTS
Bring Back the Light: “It seems not even a mother’s love can stop this fight!” Boss battle during the main quest. Party level is recommended to be in the medium to high fifties. (Message boards agree you should be plenty of revival items, and that the game is incorrect. You should leave her until you’re around level seventy if you can stand the grinding.)

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It was over. Ruolan had finally worked herself into a problem she couldn’t escape from.
Though the fires across the capital had been extinguished, the ruins of the warlord’s palace still smouldered with heat. As she wandered the skeleton of the once-grand building, every footstep sparked with a cloud of embers.
How unfair it seemed, that Hisahide wasn’t here to face what he’d done. Half the kingdom burned down by his hand, his newborn daughter left behind…and Ruolan, less qualified than anyone, left to pick up the pieces. As if this was all her fault.
She’d meant to stay just long enough to scrape together whatever she could find in the ruins. But as everything weighed heavier and heavier on her, she felt herself giving in; embers gnawed her skin as she knelt, head in hands, and began to weep.
“Wh…what?”
The voice was just as gentle as the hand that touched her head, and Ruolan’s sobbing halted. Whoever this woman was, she didn’t look like anything human - light seemed to radiate from her, even in the depths of the late evening.
“Who are you…?”
She was another brick in the road to ruin, a building tool to fashion a human’s end. She was the poison that turned drinks sweet. A nightmare that walked at your side while you were fully awake.
“I’m a friend.”
Lunala stroked the woman’s hair. Course ends caught on her nails, snagging the ends of her skin. Did humans never learn to care for themselves? No, no matter. Comfort was important now. If Lunala desired, and if the human proved malleable enough, maybe then Lunala could play the doter.
“It must have been so hard, what led you to such a state. It’s all right, dear. I’ve heard your prayers. I’m here for you. Now, who ails you?”
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Let it be said, first and foremost, Lunala is against this. Necrozma needs to be stopped. Undoubtedly. Lunala herself brings darkness to the skies, but she also returns it. Where Necrozma goes there can be no bringing back.
Surely there’s better ways of going about this than working with humans.
“I think it fair to warn you. You only live because another universe’s version of my child trusts you.”
Over the eons Lunala heard many prayers of humans. Her home was the shining light in the dark, the beacon that shined through even the darkest nights. They prayed to the moon when there were no other gods to hear.
As though she cared what they wished.
Humans who shunned her children. Who forced her loves so far into hiding she had been forced to create a new home so they might live in peace. All the humans deserved was an end.
Unfortunately, Lunala had less control over that than the humans themselves. So she was forced to listen when her home shone bright in the sky. To the pitiful whinings of her lessers.
Sometimes, though, sometimes those prayers spoke of revenge. Of grief and hatred that turned one human on another. On every other human. Those tempted her to answer. A word here, a caress there. Of course she understood. None in the world understood the sting of betrayal better.
Each nudge and whisper a hook in the poor fool that drew her attention.
“Darling,” she crooned, her voice and touch dripping sweet sympathy. “Tell me what they did to you.”
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whatisgod:
No one could answer Dear it’s wish. But It could be whatever sir wished.
“How do you wish? What do you wish?”
“My wishes have long been answered, little one. My children are safe in a world made for them. That is all I wished.”
whatisgod:
A god. It was a god, and It could be whatever It wished.
“Do I have a wish?”
“Do you? That’s not a question anyone else can answer for you, dear.”

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xeternitas:
“Are you trying to deceive it? Don’t you feel what it’s—”
“Listen here, you washed up excuse for an eldritch being. Anyone with half a brain can feel what it might do. Until it might do something, it hasn’t done anything. If it starts hearing prayers, forbid granting them, that weight is going to pile until might becomes done. And done happens faster if we add expectations. So. Stop focusing on what it might do, and let it enjoy what it decides to. Let life happen at its own pace, Life God.”
whatisgod:
It blinks slowly.
“I am Little One. I am…God?”
“A god? I don’t see why not. You can be whatever you wish.”
xeternitas:
“Little one? Really? This being clearly is—”
“Xerneas. Shut. The fuck. Your mouth.”
@whatisgod
What a darling.
“Hello, little one. And who might you be?”
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He was nice to ur puff of starcloud pls dont kill him thanks.
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fablekyn:
“ Can you blame me ? So long as the sun shines upon this Alola of mine, I shall follow it to the ends of the border . But fear not— this love of my region does naught but pale in comparison to the love I hold for you . And I shall be sure to sing a prayer to the moon this very night when we are apart . I swear it . “
“So soon?” A hand is placed to her chest in good humor. “My dear, you are gone so long I fear you lack the motivation to return.”
You get ... one (1) kiss from Solgaleo ... one whole kiss . That is all .
Just the one? So stingy.