#divimperator

The second she hears his voice echoing in her ears she feels frozen in place. Hilda knew it was only a matter of time before encountering him again. He may have let her walk away from dragonspiral tower after her defeat, but she knew his promise to return wasn't an empty one.

She stands firm, fingers curled in a fist, not wanting him to know how much his words feel like a knife being driven into her heart. Each moment without Reshiram at her side has been worse than the last. There's a gaping space where their presence used to be, and after years of them there she doesn't know how to reconcile it.

The forest does not like this man.

Yellow watches him from high above, sitting on a treebranch, as he walks through the forest, and they feel it too. There’s something different about him — though they can’t place it.

It doesn’t take long for the forest dweller to hop down to approach — bare feet making little noise as they do. It seems like they realized what the problem was, why they feel so uneasy —

the Pokémon in his pokeballs are silent. Yellow bounces over, and reaches out.

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They'd expected no less from the failed godking's father. Though his disrespect amused them all the same. What a ballsy man, knowing of their nature and yet persisting. His pride was of admirable solidity.

when he finally gets some, he's immediately told he should wash it before he eats it. machine germs, u know ???? you don't want to be eating them :(

he does as he's told, since he knows no better and wasn't told that it's literally made out of the most meltable substance in the world, and watches it dissolve in his hands like

Enjoy today's assassination attempt. - G.H.

He even went through all the trouble of hiring some professionals. You know, to provide a fun challenge. How thoughtful.

the lack of everything on the box itself tells him immediately who it's from. these packages that made their way to each other's doors without an address or sender – and had done so for the past ten years.