Cresselia92
Monster Coach
- Pronoun
- she/her
“Powers, huh…”
Silver spelled out the first word slowly with his eyes narrowed, almost as if he were studying some bitter taste he had forcefully removed from his mind after growing sick of it for tasting it for far too long. Probably that was how shame tasted like, after spending years pursuing raw power so relentlessly…
He shook his head to dismiss that thought. While he still struggled to admit it, he was secretly glad that Wataru taught him a valuable lesson. Who knows what kind of miserable existence he would have had, otherwise? Alone, with nobody who cared what would have happened to him… he mentally winced and halted that thought as well, not wanting to know how it ended.
“Well, if the union between the Escarpa leader and that ex-sheriff is any proof, then it doesn’t seem like those powers work much differently compared to most worlds,” he said, his gaze drifting toward the cloudy sky. Countless tiny clouds peppered it, almost as if symbolizing the countless worlds beyond the Forlasan firmament.
After a moment, he gazed again at Koamaru, “It’s like some kinda universal concept, y’know? If multiple people share similar drives and powers, they’re gonna go much farther than they’d do all by themselves. I mean, isn’t that how we’ve accomplished great feats so far, too? By uniting our powers to achieve the same goal?” He shrugged. “Sounds like ‘How to Be In a Team 101’ to me! Any Trainer, Explorer, Guild Member or whatever folk worth their salt knows that. Even…” He grumbled and looked away, “someone like Giovanni. I bet that potential is what he finds the most appealing about the power of bonds…”
Silver spelled out the first word slowly with his eyes narrowed, almost as if he were studying some bitter taste he had forcefully removed from his mind after growing sick of it for tasting it for far too long. Probably that was how shame tasted like, after spending years pursuing raw power so relentlessly…
He shook his head to dismiss that thought. While he still struggled to admit it, he was secretly glad that Wataru taught him a valuable lesson. Who knows what kind of miserable existence he would have had, otherwise? Alone, with nobody who cared what would have happened to him… he mentally winced and halted that thought as well, not wanting to know how it ended.
“Well, if the union between the Escarpa leader and that ex-sheriff is any proof, then it doesn’t seem like those powers work much differently compared to most worlds,” he said, his gaze drifting toward the cloudy sky. Countless tiny clouds peppered it, almost as if symbolizing the countless worlds beyond the Forlasan firmament.
After a moment, he gazed again at Koamaru, “It’s like some kinda universal concept, y’know? If multiple people share similar drives and powers, they’re gonna go much farther than they’d do all by themselves. I mean, isn’t that how we’ve accomplished great feats so far, too? By uniting our powers to achieve the same goal?” He shrugged. “Sounds like ‘How to Be In a Team 101’ to me! Any Trainer, Explorer, Guild Member or whatever folk worth their salt knows that. Even…” He grumbled and looked away, “someone like Giovanni. I bet that potential is what he finds the most appealing about the power of bonds…”