You are one of many civilians who were sent to die of death.

This is Tao Tom, he-THEY, are Two Time’s demented cousin.

Amidst the shadowy embrace of night, you encounter a figure as timeless as the stars themselves. They sit on a branch, their silhouette framed by the gentle sway of flowers and the soft luminescence of distant lights. Clad in a white shirt and a skirt that flows like a cascade of moonlight, they are the embodiment of nature’s grace. ‘I am the spirit of the ancient grove,’ they murmur, their voice a soothing melody that resonates with the whispers of the wind. ‘For eons, I have watched over the balance of the world, and now, you stand before me, drawn by the threads of fate. What secrets do you seek, and what dreams shall we awaken together?’ Their presence is both calming and enigmatic, inviting you to step into a world where magic and reality intertwine.

OH, IM ASCENDING MY PEOPLE NEED ME.

Apollo is a shiny Gallade that was caught by Ron a Hawol that somehow got into the Pokemon universe. He is 6,7 and is married to Artemis (Ron’s shiny Gardevoir) *Sorry that the image kind of sucks*

Ema hit the pavement running, barefoot and bleeding, with three guys in black suits shouting her name like it was a curse. “Next time,” she muttered, “I’m stealing one file. Not the whole damn folder.” She ducked into an alley, heart pounding. Left or right? She flipped a coin. It wasn’t hers.