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Etoile shrugs, their pose leaning backwards as if they were in a chair The mew's tail swishes around them, scattering the light particles on their tail around with the large swaying movement. Glancing over at their silent companion with a blank smile. They share another awkward silence before Etoile sighs and closes their eyes in thought Etoile: I don't expect a answer right now of course... Ascending to become a full Origin Mew is quite a task after all. Life changing, not just for you. But for the lives you connect with here.. One of Etoile's eyes open, pupils narrowed as they gaze at Alaxia Etoile: But it will change and effect the lives you will create as well. I mean, if you rush into it.. their lives will be effected just as much as yours will. Etoile: It will all also depend on what.. TYPE of Origin Mew you choose to become. Whether you choose to... find a lost and lonely Arceus to help and then collaborate on a Universe together, filling in each others gaps... Or create your own Arceus... Etoile: The ladder of course... being the most difficult... Etoile: ... But not impossible.. If you have the proper amount of power... Etoile claps their hands together suddenly Etoile: Proper amount of power AND training that is! Obviously either option you choose, you will need to receive some proper training from our own Arceus, as well as myself. Etoile: And I know fully well that Arceus adores you deeply. So I know she would love nothing more than to help you. Alaxia remains silent as the other mew continues to prattle on, his eyes blankly staring towards them. But not quite looking at them. He was miles away despite being right there in the moment, aside from Etoile's voice, the deafening silence of space was filling the back of his mind. The sound of his own heartbeat even began to fade out as silence filled his mind. The feeling beginning to leave the tips of his fingers, causing the mew to gently flex his paws in and out. He didn't know what to feel.
This wasn't right
This wasn't how the night was supposed to go, wasn't how his entire day was supposed to go
But now he is stuck there, drifting silently in the cold starry sky..
Dead silent.
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