Bestia: an ancient energy that allows Pokémon to use their powers. Lucca Aska is a plucky Brionne raised as a hero in a world devoid of Bestia, where Pokémon must use weapons and armour to survive. Destiny has chosen Lucca and five other outcasts to...
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Everything that happened after the battle with Guzzlord seemed to blur to Lucca. Ruby's plan enabled him and Mimia to kill the beast, Ruby pinned down Alver, broke his staff and caused him to return to a normal Ribombee, and then the whole dungeon seemed to collapse. A lot of it didn't make sense, but that was the exciting part about adventure. Anything could happen, and it was fun not having anyone really question that.
He passed out at some point after the floor collapsed, though he couldn't recall when. He didn't feel particularly groggy as he came to, so he must not have been out for long. Or so he thought. After a rub of his skull and a groan, he looked around and immediately flinched at his new surroundings.
Am I dreaming? Lucca asked himself. His jaw hung open as he scanned the environment, or what was left of it. Dark, spatial colours made the crystalline surfaces shine bright, blinding almost, but each surface was no more than a broken chunk of ground with a mound of earth sticking out below. These tiny islands floated erratically all over and at all angles, some sideways, some even upside-down. Weaving between it all were twisted vines that looked almost like veins. They even bulged and audibly throbbed every now and then, as if pumping a fluid somewhere. Behind that nasty mess was nebulae, stars, and glistening shards of crystal floating aimlessly about.
Lucca instinctively wiped his forehead and held his ruffles down. A quiet howl like a cold wind filled his ears, yet his body felt hot. It was that uncomfortable temperature he got from being super high in the sky. He was able to breathe just fine, though his breath was visible. Don't let it get to you, Lucca. Best be moving.
He peered at what he assumed was the peak of Dein Nomos, now a gigantic orb of light as bright as a white sun. A set of crystal stairs extended from it, though to reach them, he would have to jump and climb from platform to platform. With a nod to himself, he planned out a route and got to work.
I could find the others, but that might be difficult here. I'm sure they'd all aim for the top, except maybe Shelly... and maybe Crystal. Mimia's probably freaking out I'm not here, too. I hope Azu can make it with these jumps... but she's a bunny. She'll be fine, Lucca's mind wandered as he worked his way up. He stood on his tail, bounced on the spot a bit, and then pushed himself into a high jump to an upper platform, where he flipped forward as he landed. From here, it was easy to cartwheel into a leap to another platform on the same level, where he had a clearer shot to front flip up higher. A few jumps later and he had to slide along the veins, which thankfully weren't as slippery as they looked.
Strange how I can't see the outside world, Lucca realised as he reached the staircase. He had to catch his breath, but he was fine as he looked back down at where he had been. All those broken platforms and scattered features of the sword could only be described as chaos. Down there was a dark abyss of reds and blues that swirled into more chaos. Meanwhile, everything ahead ascended directly into that sphere of light, which was now dull enough for him to look straight at, but still bright.
